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Glauber Bertolucci
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On Cinema
cinema in Italy today is rubbish, apart from Pasolini, who is a poet, and
Rossellini, who is a teacher and now only makes didactic films for
television. What Brazilian critics don’t know, perhaps, is that we are also
underdeveloped, that Italy is an underdeveloped country, and that Italian
cinema no longer exists, either culturally or economically speaking, that
our entire economy is in the hands of Americans and that the only Italian
producer who doesn’t have American money is called Barcelloni. In fact,
there is no Italian or French cinema, it’s all American made in Europe!
[Straub] And European cinema made in Hollywood . . . Hollywood
imports the techniques of Godard and Antonioni and produces ‘luxury art’
like Midnight Cowboy or The Graduate (Mike Nichols, 1967). Americans,
intellectually speaking, are provincial.
[Bertolucci] As I was saying, before Straub interrupted me, these days
Italian cinema is the worst example of cinema that one can cite.
[Clementi] The worst thing nowadays is that most filmmakers who
speak of politics, who are challenging, make pornographic films for the
system.
[Bertolucci] Filmmakers should be free like Rossellini and Buñuel.
[Glauber] No producer, from inside the system or beyond, has
ever dared to meddle in any film by ‘Don Luis’ and nevertheless he
made commercial films in Mexico. When you see these films today –
what great films they are! They are the greatest anthropological essays on
the Latin American man. You could write two hundred-odd essays on
Nazarin (Nazarín, 1959) and The Young and the Damned (Los olvidados,
1950).
[Straub] Buñuel made the best political film I have ever seen: Fever
Rises in El Pao aka Republic of Sin (La Fièvre monte à El Pao, aka Los
ambiciosos, 1959).
[Clementi] Buñuel is a free man, a man that no one can criticize
because he is as pure as if he were filming with a Super-8 camera.
(José Celso Martinez arrives and arranges with Pierre Clementi an
excursion of the Living Theater to Brazil, which should take place this
April.)
A week later, in Barcelona, I meet Pere Portabella, the most important
independent filmmaker in Spain. And he lucidly concludes this
conversation about the future of cinema: ‘I am filming with ten thousand
dollars, with five thousand dollars. Now we have TV cameras and soon we
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