Watching Vittorio De Sica's I Girasoli was one of the first peeks I've ever taken of how Italy was in the olden days - even seeing Milan's Central station's old face gave me somewhat a different sensation.
Sophia Loren's Giovanna is an Italian woman who falls desperately in love with Marcello Mastroianni's Antonio. So much so that
when it was time for him to enlist in the army factions bound for Russia, Giovana agreed to a ruse (admittedly, I first thought it was real, until i caught up with what the two crazy lovers were doing)
to have Antonio locked up in the loony bin. When they failed in this, the two had to accept their destiny and part.
Years after, and the war finally ends. But no word comes from Antonio and Giovana decides to conduct a desperate search for her lost husband, whom she believes to be alive.
The plot thickens on, and watching the film, I am reminded of other films whose main themes were relatively simple but which would leave you amazed at how intricate these emotions can be, making even the simplest seem most complicated.
Many may call this almost soap-operish and zaccharine-sweet, but i actually found it endearing and had the circumstances been right, i would have actually cried. (crybaby that i am)
Two things the film's definitely got going for it are the cinematography and the music. There were some pretty amazing shots all throughout the movie. And of course, being a Henry Mancini fan ( I must have watched Breakfast at Tiffany's a million times, partly because of the music), I knew i would be glued right off.
P.S. Thank you Jean for sharing this film with me!