I'd forgotten how good this movie is, a love song to food and Italian culture. Great acting all around, great directing, interesting characters. I think you sort of have to be in the right mood for this, but once you get into it, it is just a joy to be in this world. The last scene, where Secondo cooks a simple frittata and eats it with his brother Primo, and they make up (after a huge fight) without a word, is just sublime...
painting again
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This time trying to paint less from the head and more from the heart. The
middle one is vaguely inspired by Mark Rothko. All still in progress.
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