Reviewed by Colin Jacobson (February 9, 2022)
Others can debate where 1960’s La Dolce Vita lands on a ranking of Federico Fellini’s films. More than 60 years after its release, though, it remains one of his best-regarded movies.
Tabloid journalist Marcello Rubini (Marcello Mastroianni) lives and works in Rome. As his job, he attempts to expose celebrities at their worst moments.
Despite the lurid nature of his career, Rubini musters enough charisma to charm many of his subjects – especially the beautiful women he stalks. As Rubini bounces from one affair to another, he begins to question his lifestyle choices.
Based on that synopsis, I might expect Vita to last around 100 minutes. The movie’s basic plot sounds suited to a breezy running time.
Instead, Vita goes for a whopping 176 minutes, a length more suited to a historical epic than a tale of a womanizing swinger. Can Fellini fill this extreme running time with enough quality content to keep the viewer involved?
Not really, as Vita comes with a surfeit of scenes that feel superfluous and less than engaging. However, because that seems to be Fellini’s point, I can’t actively criticize the movie for its ennui.
Vita essentially gives a story about ennui. It features a jaded lead character who gradually seeks some purpose in life but doesn’t really find any.
This makes the movie’s extended running time relevant, but it also means Vita becomes a difficult movie to love – or even like, honestly. The film progresses at such a slow pace and it feels so purposeless that it turns into something of an endurance test.
An attractive endurance test, at least, as Fellini and director of photography Otello Martelli use the widescreen frame well. Vita boasts excellent composition, so it always simply looks great.
The movie also kicks to life sporadically, as it makes a variety of social criticisms. Vita’s depiction of celebrity culture and tabloid journalism seem more relevant than ever, and the film exposes the shallowness of the whole enterprise.
In a dark turn, Fellini seems to want to convey that all life is basically meaningless, though. Despite all Marcello’s efforts, he can’t find much real purpose.
If nothing else, you’d think Anita Ekberg would give him some reason to live! I’ve never been all that partial to Swedish blondes, but the ridiculously sexy Ekberg makes me rethink that sentiment, as she sets the screen on fire during her fairly brief section of the movie.
Though of course, her character comes across as little more than another cog in the celeb culture machine. Ekberg’s movie star Sylvia plays her part as the sexy, blowsy bombshell and gets allowed no greater depth than that, as the show biz machine won’t let her escape from that little box.
Arguably the most effective part of Vita comes when some little kids claim they can see the Madonna. It seems clear the children can’t detect anything and they’re playing a prank, but the film depicts the mania based on these “visions” in a brutal and frank manner that reveals the insanity of the media culture at times.
Again, Fellini makes some good points in Vita, and these likely felt fresher 61 years ago than they do in 2021. I grasp the purpose of what he wanted to do in this movie.
I just can’t get onboard with Vita as a film I can actually enjoy. As much as I understand the point of the flick’s extreme running time and its lack of overt substance, these factors make Vita more a project I can respect than like.