Folie, folie, lui répétait son cœur. Folie consciente, gratuite, qui mènerait au désastre.
Alors elle s'en est délivrée.
Guido, Guido, Guido
I love the black and white, I love the play of light, the way Contini puts his image through a prism. I feel my body chill, gives me a special thrill each time I see that Guido neo-realism. I love the dark handsome guys, with their skinny little ties,...