A brilliant meditation
on the obsession, sacrifice, and magic of filmmaking, as well as
a clever musical addition to Fellini’s 8 ½, Nine brings
the acclaimed Broadway show to the big screen with vibrant grandeur
and an impressive cast. Perhaps a bit existentialistic and scattered
with surreal touches as the narrative drifts in and out of reality,
past and present, and black & white and color, the adventurous
viewer will undoubtedly find a wealth of elaborate set pieces, provocative
dance numbers, engaging performances, and Judi Dench.
Arrogant, self-centered movie director Guido Contini (Daniel
Day-Lewis) finds himself struggling to find meaning, purpose,
and a script for his latest film endeavor. With only a week left
before shooting begins, he desperately searches for answers and
inspiration from his wife (Marion Cotillard), his mistress (Penelope
Cruz), his muse (Nicole Kidman), and his mother (Sophia Loren).
As his chaotic profession steadily destroys his personal life,
Guido must find a balance between creating art and succumbing
to its obsessive demands.
Guido is a world class liar, a maestro of film badly in need
of moral training for his imagination (expertly demonstrated when
he imagines a leggy prostitute wrapped around the Pope with whom
he asks for guidance), and deteriorating under the strains of
making a movie – or even writing the first words to a screenplay,
despite many beautiful, singing, dancing inspirations. It’s
a film about a film within a film, expertly acted, performed,
costumed and edited with wonderfully varying styles of song and
dance.
I think I'll be seeing Alvin's The Squeakquel for Christmas, I'd rather not be Guido this holiday season.