I Fidanzati

'mad when she home / sad when she gone.' it reminded so much of the brazilian film são paulo sociedade anônima, released only two years later. precise cutting and framing, not even one frame to spare, to depict a post-war modern life where everything is about working and grinding, love surviving in fond memories and through a yearning for better days to come. felt absolutely enthralled by its last 20 or 25 minutes, a series of frantic displaced images and hopeful letters -- who are we when we are in love? do we become someone different, better (or worse) versions of ourselves? are we really here for each other or just used to being together?