Roma, início dos anos 60. O jornalista Marcello (Marcello Mastroianni em desempenho memorável) vive entre as celebridades, ricos e fotógrafos que lotam a badalada Via Veneto. Neste mundo marcado pelas aparências e por um vazio existencial, frequenta festas, conhece os tipos mais extravagantes e descobre um novo sentido para a vida.
I get it.
But, much like my feelings towards 8½ and its 130 minute exploration of the artistic anxieties clawing at an enormously successful, world-renowned filmmaker: _I just don't care._
I'll probably be crucified especially given my username and how many love this film, but I found this to be insufferable, borderline pretentious aimless drama (which I generally don't mind, see Lost in Translation, which briefly had a scene from this film) featuring a repugnant main character. Worse, it's nearly 3 hours long. I get what Fellini was going for within the first 35-minutes so I had to sit through the remainder 2+ hours. I kind of really hated this with the only positive thing to say it was shot well and great locations but this is one I will never revisit. **1.5/5**
