Marvelous film! The only saving grace in not having known of its existence (!) till now, is having had the pleasure of discovering it. Love such discoveries! Brothers Primo and Secondo (charming names, yes?) run an Italian restaurant in America during the 1950’s, a time when most all foreign fare was Americanized, much to the chagrin of one of the truly talented brothers, a chef set on offering up no culinary compromise. Yes, he’d prefer not to serve up pasta alongside rice (spaghetti with risotto, shut your mouth), nor will he provide the standard meatball accompaniment with his spaghetti. It vants to be alone. Still enjoy a good meatball with mine in recent years, what can I say. Or two, these things go well in pairs. And though not near, I surely now see the construction of timpano in my future. Quite the undertaking! ♦
It’s the year of the arrow what with Brave, The Hunger Games, Snow White & the Huntsman, Once Upon a Time, and more. Specifically, shot from the hands of a female.
Can shoot a wicked arrow myself. At least I could many years ago. Took a class and made friends with the bull’s eye. Or rather, enemies. I loved the science of the measurements required in assessing the shot- the length from the target, and how to properly adjust the eye and arm, the ritual and mechanics of pulling the arrow into place, and the callus earned from practice.
Read The Hunger Games at Bean’s request before the movie hit theatres. In squelching all media nonsense concerning the character of Rue, I found her to be EXACTLY how I envisioned her. Startlingly so. Lovely girl, her countenance on screen. ♦
Painting by Lisa Weedn