Christmas has come early for me with this terrific read, a new book on that Roman La Dolce Vita era, which really began in 1958 and into the early Sixties, that terrific time when Rome was the centre of the movie universe. Lets quote the blurb:
"Shawn Levy has composed an exuberant portrait of postwar Rome and the film-makers, movie stars, fashion designers, journalists and paparazzi whose supreme hunger, energy and creativity transformed it into the most stylish city in the world. He brings an infectious and free-wheeling enthusiasm to every page as he reintroduces us to the extravagant romanticism of fast cars, reckless hedonism and beautiful people behind the resurrection of the Eternal City.".
From the ashes of World War II, Rome
was reborn as the epicenter of film, fashion, creative energy, tabloid media,
and bold-faced libertinism that made Italian a global synonym for taste, style,
and flair. A confluence of cultural contributions created a bright, burning
moment in history: it was the heyday of fashion icons such as Pucci, whose use
of color, line, and superb craftsmanship set the standard for womens clothing
for decades, and Brioni, whose confident and classy creations for men inspired
the contemporary American suit. Rome's huge movie studio, Cinecitta, also known
as Hollywood-on-the Tiber, attracted a dizzying array of stars from Charlton
Heston, Gregory Peck, Audrey Hepburn, Ava Gardner, and Frank Sinatra to that
stunning and combustible couple, Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton, who began
their extramarital affair during the making of Cleopatra. And behind these
stars trailed street photographers Tazio Secchiarioli, Pierluigi Praturlon, and
Marcello Gepetti who searched, waited, and pounced on their subjects in pursuit
of the most unflattering and dramatic portraits of fame.
Fashionistas, exiles, moguls, and martyrs flocked to Rome
hoping for a chance to experience and indulge in the glow of old money, new
stars, fast cars, wanton libidos, and brazen news photographers. The scene was
captured nowhere better than in Federico Fellini s masterpiece, La Dolce
Vita, starring Marcello Mastroianni and the Swedish bombshell Anita Ekberg. It
was condemned for its licentiousness, when in fact Fellini was condemning the
very excess, narcissism, and debauchery of Rome
s bohemian scene.
Gossipy, colorful, and richly informed, Dolce Vita
Confidential re-creates Rome' s
stunning ascent with vivid and compelling tales of its glitterati and artists,
down to every last outrageous detail of the city's magnificent transformation.
Eternal Rome: all roads lead to it, it wasn't built in a day, and when in Rome you do as the Romans do.
As Levy says the Italian movie renaissance began with a destitute man and his son looking for his bicycle, and follows with a newspaperman on a Vespa scooting an errant princess through the picturesque ruins, and ends with another newspaperman, among a throng of hungover aristocrats, staring at the bloated corpse of a sea monster on a wind-swept beach.
Along the way the producers, directors, hucksters, hanger-ons, playboys and playgirls, pararazzi and others had a whole lot of fun, and a lot of it is captured here.
So, for lovers of Italian movies, and Italy in general, and the international high life, there is a lot to enjoy here. I am now looking forward to getting Levy's take on London in the Swinging Sixties: READY STEADY GO!