Anni felici Page #2

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No, you'll get attached and

be sad when it dies. Get in here!

No, thank you,

coffee's not good for me,

I'd rather have a drop of...

- A drop of what?

- Liquor.

Liquor... great, Mom!

- Do your paintings have holes?

- Holes!

Some people take the canvas,

make a hole on one side, a slash

on the other and call it art.

Anybody can do that!

These were my mother's relatives,

all merchants,

all they talked about

was money, money, money.

The Tax Police aren't fishmongers

so you can't bargain on price!

Trust me.

Guido, why don't you go

upstairs for a nap?

Mom's right, just 15 minutes.

Guido had the same attitude

with them as he did with Serena.

He said he couldn't bear them,

but he couldn't do without

their warmth.

Warmth that was missing

from his mother's house.

I can't do it.

Don't you know a partisan

gives his life for freedom?

Yeah, and how do I make

someone like that with clay?

Forget it.

I'm doing a performance in Milan

at a very important exhibition.

I wish you hadrt told me.

I don't see why...

Let me sit down, I'll show you.

If it doesn't go well,

you'll be sorry you told me.

Why shouldn't it go well?

I said "if".

Art takes more than good will,

it takes talent.

I mean people like

Tano Festa, Schifano, Angeli...

They're the real nonconformists.

Dario, I'll show you

the damage of conformity,

what your grandfather did.

Yes, it's nice to be an artist,

do paintings,

but when you die,

the heirs are stuck with dusting.

Nice, huh?

I hope you'll never want to do

anything like that. Let's go.

Passable.

A bit conventional in form, but...

In this family everyone tried

to hang on tight to one another,

using warmth or detachment.

I was the only one

not controlling a thing.

- So, we're not coming?

- No.

- I'm not going?

- No.

I can't even come to support you?

Honey, you're more supportive

by staying here with the kids,

because if you come...

I can't be with you.

I'd love to know who's coming.

I'd sure like to know!

I bet the lamp is coming.

She's coming

for the performance, to work.

Yeah, lots of work!

I'll see you later.

I have to finish up.

I'll leave the door open

to change the air in here.

I'm hurt because I wanted

to go with him, as support.

Let him have his fun!

You gave him two kids,

you'll always beat the others.

Beat the others?

It's not a contest!

Your father cheated on me

so many times

but, in the end, he loved only me.

You little doll!

Give me the money Grandma

gave you, or you'll lose it.

No, you'll spend it

and won't give it back.

It's a loan, I need it!

- You already owe us 220,000 lire.

- And so?

- Grandma gave it to us.

- Not to you.

She didn't want to humiliate me,

she knows we're broke.

What does humiliate mean?

It's a bad thing that happens

when you accept money from people.

Thank you, sweetie.

- I want to be humiliated.

- I'm keeping mine.

And that's that.

Dario, if you won't give it to me,

I won't love you anymore.

And so? I don't care!

Great, I don't love you anymore!

Give it to her.

Thank you, sweetie.

With this money we can go too.

Come here.

Look, Dad's name is here.

Come on!

Yes, they're all going this way.

We'll really surprise him!

Sit down.

Hi...

Thank you.

They're all naked?

Serena, it's artwork!

- I know them all.

- What?

It might be artwork,

but they're still all naked.

See how moved he is.

My love is so beautiful!

The artist asks

for seven nude bodies to sign.

But the bourgeois do not renounce

their vestments, their linens,

cottons, silks.

The bourgeois refuse art,

they don't want, cannot be art,

the bourgeois are not art.

This work is a multiple of seven,

so the artist asks

for seven nude bodies

to sign,

men and women.

Come into the circle,

be reborn in the circle.

Seven nude bodies.

The bourgeois are afraid.

Seven nude bodies to sign.

Cast off your clothes,

seven nude bodies to sign.

The artist asks for

six nude bodies.

I'm playing the most important

hand of my life,

you come and upset everything.

Don't you have anything better

to do than check up on me?

I wanted to be supportive.

I asked you to be supportive

in just one way:
Don't be!

Remember?

I did what you asked,

I went into the circle.

I didn't want anyone to come in,

it was a provocation!

You said a thousand times: "Enter

the circle", I took you literally.

I wanted the audience

to face their inability,

to free themselves, understand?

You're overdoing it, Guido.

- What?

- You can't treat her like that.

I'm talking to my wife!

You even had to bring the kids!

Everything okay?

Behave, I'll see you later.

Let's go.

Goodbye.

I'll give you a lift back to Rome.

Thanks, if these kids get moving!

Can we go?

Sweetie,

you feel like throwing up?

You feel like throwing up?

- What's this?

- A tiger?

- Good! And this?

- An elephant.

Elephant! And this here?

A laughing hyena?

- What?

- A laughing hyena!

A laughing hyena...

Do laughing hyenas sleep

at night?

Hello, Rossi Zoldan.

- How are you?

- Fine.

What is it?

First of all, thank you

for coming to the performance.

If I could have your

impressions...

I saw the various references

in your act,

there would be lots to say,

but I don't like to express myself

before I write,

it weakens the article.

However, you're consistent.

- I have to go, my friends

are here. - Thank you.

Can we go?

He said there's consistency,

that it's consistent...

- Good, right?

- Yeah.

Let's get something at the cafe?

Not me, I'll take a walk.

Okay.

I saw how your kids look at you.

They love me because I make them,

who knows about Guido!

Who knows?

It's so clear he loves you.

Then why didn't he want me

to come to Milan?

Sometimes I think he's ashamed

of me.

I'm not the right woman for him.

Who would be right,

an intellectual?

That's what he deserves.

What should I do?

Disappear for a while.

Why not come with us? We're going

to France, to Camargue,

with a few feminist friends.

Oh, yeah, feminists!

They only think about themselves,

never their husbands or kids!

Come on, come with us.

At worst, you and the kids

will see a different place.

No, thank you.

Anyway it's never easy

to know what we really want.

You, for instance,

what do you want?

I'd really like Guido to get

what he wants from his work.

That's a desire of his.

No, it's mine too.

Sure, but what do you desire

just for you?

I don't know.

I guess I don't have one.

I guess I don't have one.

This is Christ-like, beautiful.

Well...

In "Corriere" and in "Giorno"

there are just a few lines.

A few lines?

What did Rossi Zoldan write?

Did he write something?

He did.

Let me see.

"Exhibitions...

At the Palace of Art, in the

exposition of performance art,

we've seen many interesting

experiences of expression,

but last night's,

by Roman artist Guido Marchetti,

deserves a comment of its own.

Outside the rules,

malicious, disturbing,

troubling for the heart and

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