Amina Persa
- Year:
- 1977
- 24 Views
- The gentry
- I see nobody around
- The gentry stay indoors
- In Venice for the first time ?
- No no
I was here as a child
during the summer
- It's a wonderful city
- Venice is Venice
- Annetta.
- Yes,madam
See to the master's case.
- Your case.
- It's light.
I'll see to it.
- Nice trip?
- Yes. Thanks.
You must be tired.
You've grown.
What a fine lad you've become.
- How are your parents?
- They send their best.
This is your room.
Want to wash your hands?
- Give me your overcoat.
- I'll be in the dining room.
- All right, Auntie.
This blasted window
is always open
Latin and maths are out.
Dad's trade is not for me.
Even mum said
"Try painting.You're gifted.
Then we'll see"
- Are you gifted?
- Well...
As a child I was praised
for my drawing of Tarzan
- No
- I'll have some more.
God bless you.
- May I finish it?
- Yes. Don't be so formal.
My head!
Always at this time.
Join me in the other room
when you're ready
Oh,Tino,
Come along
I'll show you around.
This is Uncle's study.
He always eats out.
some from abroad.
- What is he?
- Engineer with the Gas Company.
A very important position.
I won't recognise him
after so long.
- Is that him?
- No.His Father,Mr Stolz.
A peculiar man.
When the Italians took Venice.
he moved to Vienna.
"I'll breathe the air of the
Empire till the end" he said.
- So you met there.
- No. We met in Venice.
He sleeps there.
Let me show you the disused
part of the house.
This house has been
in my family for centuries.
We've only restored
a small part of it.
Everything's so costly today.
We'll wait for better times.
This was the theatre.
Look at the decay.
How terrible.
As a child I'd sing...
and dance here.
Come.
Watch your step.
- Where does this lead?
- Nowhere. A locked room.
Don't ever go up there.
that staircase is rotten.
Come on. Let's go.
This is my room.
He comes home late.
I'm a light sleeper.
It's my nerves.
Go to bed. You must be tired.
Good night.
Good night,Auntie.
Thank you for everything.
I thank you for bringing
your youth into this home.
Bye.
- Can you find your way?
- Yes,Auntie.
- I can't find my room.
Thank you.
Good night
Good morning,son.
It's late.
- It's almost 7 0'clock
- Hello,Uncle.
If you're used to saying
your prayers,go ahead.
I'll look the other way.
Know how long you've slept?
Nine hours.
Plato said
"There's a beast in all of us
which comes out in our sleep"
Rule 1,have little sleep
Here is all you need
to wash yourself
A touch old-fashioned,
I love the simple things of old.
Cold water and exercise
are good for you.
I do it every morning.
Naked by the window.
Do likewise.
We have 35 minutes to get
to Professor Sattin's school.
He's a poor painter.
And a hopeless teacher.
But it could help.Breakfast
and the boat are ready.
You may start breakfast.
I'll join you presently.
Hurry up.
What you see are the windows
of the old gaol.
Doge Faliero
And the Fornaretto
executed in there.
That's Cimetta's house... the
first real murder after the war.
Her lover cut her up and threw
the pieces into the canals.
A little dirty,your Venice.
Yes.
A humorist said "Venice is like
an old lady with bad breath."
lives in that palace.
It says strange words
in an unknown language.
Some fauna!
This is a distant relative.
He's from the country.
I wonder if he's talented.
We shall see.
Goodbye.
Look at them.
The remnants of a fleeing army.
Stateless vagabonds
All rebellious Absaloms,
victims of their hair.
Are you crazy?
I was joking.
They too are lost.
Destroyed by too much help
and understanding.
Go. What's stopping you?
Bye,Uncle.
Since some of you
are new here...
The others are old pupils.
Here are a few words
for the new ones.
The others are free to listen.
- This will be my third time.
- There will be many more times.
Drawing makes a good painting,
not colour.
a bad drawing,
you're grossly mistaken
Because the drawing underneath
always comes out. And it shows.
Like tits under a beautiful
girl's blouse.
Has Lucia arrived?
Lucia!
I'm here. I missed my ferry.
I came by motorised gondola.
Is that why you're late?
The gondola ran out
of petrol.
You're so good
at telling fibs.
This elegant line
from the shoulders to the hip...
Try to do it
with just one stroke.
With just one stroke.
Don't overdo
the chiaroscuro
Your bum's getting rounder.
Is this your first time
in a nude class?
No.I've been many times.
This is my first time.
In your experiance,
do these models
screw around at all?
What are you saying?
Modelling is a serious job.
Some hot coffee
for these nice kids.
Lucia,
can you help me?
Coffee's here.
Just what I needed.
Thanks
Sugar?
Two...Three...
Two or three?
Three.
Are you new here?
Yes, It's my first day.
- One or two?
- Two.
One.
- Are you reading word puzzles?
- Yes.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
I don't work them out.
It's the link between
such diverse things...
A king,
a farm and two bulls...
a fisherman casting his net...
a tall girl
next to a grave...
and all those mysterious
letters here and there...
a,q,m,r...
Poetry...
Surrealism...
to live inside a word puzzle.
Isn't it so? Don't we all
live in a word puzzle?
Darling,you've been inside
all day.
Have a stroll with Annetta
before turning in.
I can go with you if you like.
No no no.
I want to show you my library.
Right.
A stroll will do me good.
See? The idea of going out
makes her feel better already.
- Have you noticed?
- What?
That every woman
has a special smell.
Men and women,we all have
our own individual smell.
True. But women smell
of vegetables.
Strindberg...
Strindberg said
women smelt of celery.
I'd go further.
Some smell of celery,
others, of rosemary...
radish,artichoke,
cabbage...
Because,among all living
creatures,
woman is the closest
to the vegetable species.
- Don't you think?
- Go on.
I think
woman is the transition
between the animal
and the vegetable kingdoms.
Woman is the link
joining the two.
So long,Tino. Engineer,
Can you smell it?
A delicate fragrance of celery.
- Pardon ?
- Nothing,dear.
Are you going out like that?
I'm covered. It's not cold.
I think I noticed
a light fog outside.
It denotes dampness.
I don't know if you should...
I'd say no.
You coughed a lot last night.
- Maybe a little.
- No, my dear. A lot.
You'd be asking
for trouble.
You're right.
You'll be better off at home.
I'll read something for you.
Now. Do you know
what's in here,Tino?
All Hlderlin's poems.
Here's a beautiful one
from his schizophrenic period.
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