by Afra Nariman
Director: Martin Scorsese
Stars: Catherine Scorsese, Charles Scorsese
“Our fathers and mothers, they were from a different world.”
Memories shared, passed down from parents to their child, expressed through a non-linear stream of consciousness that recalls events — some life-changing, others non-consequential but just as important to the people who lived them and are now remembering them. This is something I’ve experienced on the receiving end, hearing my parents recall their past and speak about their memories with me. Italianamerican captures the essence of this experience with such fluidity and feeling. Memories are of lives lived; full of happy moments and sad ones, fearful moments and hopeful ones. But they’re all expressed through the same nostalgic pride in the fact that these memories are yours, and they become the small, anecdotal stories that people remember you by. Italianamerican is an expression of cinema’s ability to illustrate experiences and emotions that transcend time.
“That was the truth, boy. It was amazing… Had some beautiful stuff there, and it’s all gone.”
MY RATING /5:
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