The Belly of an Architect

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What a way to enter Italy.

Absolutely. The ideal way.

Land of fertility, fine women...

inimitable history...

home of the dome and the arch, good food...

and high ideals.

High ideals? My father was ltalian...

and he was very thin.

He was only interested in money.

Yes, and carnivorous enough.

He had no ideals except to leave this place.

Well, he was idealistic enough | to take all that money to Chicago.

City of blood, meat, and money.

Home of some of the best carnivorous | architecture in the Western world.

That is, of course, outside of Rome.

It's really beautiful. This is really good.

Friends, amici, Signor Kracklite.

May I speak formally on behalf of all of us...

to say how pleased we are...

to welcome such a celebrated | American architect to Rome.

And we wish you and your wife...

all the best wishes on your birthday.

We know that the exhibition | of Etienne-Louis Boulle...

you do us the honor | of presenting here in Rome...

will be a resounding success.

Signor Speckler, thank you.

My friends...

we both would like | to thank you very sincerely...

for your very warm welcome.

Boulle's crowning achievement...

inspired, of course, | by the magnificent building...

of the Pantheon, here, behind us...

was a memorial he designed | in honor of Sir lsaac Newton...

for whom Boulle had great reverence.

Now, I doubt whether Sir lsaac Newton | has ever before been celebrated...

with sugar icing.

However, for me...

having waited so many years...

to honor this visionary architect...

whom I have so passionately admired | ever since I was a child....

For me...

this moment is very sweet indeed.

Etienne-Louis Boulle!

Now, with your permission, | I'd like to call upon my wife...

to cut this magnificent cake.

I can assure you that she is | very experienced in opening supermarkets...

kissing babies, christening ships...

and cutting the tape.

Sir lsaac Newton, | the subject of tonight's cake...

appears in every Englishman's wallet.

A man who discovers gravity | must be a very good companion.

In fixing us firmly on the earth...

he enables us with equanimity | to keep our head in the clouds.

If you look carefully, | you can spot a reference to gravity.

See if you can find it.

It's an English note. | So, of course, it's laconic.

It's there, the apple blossom.

I hear, Signor Kracklite...

that your inspiration | for the Chicago-Angelo Building...

came entirely from the profit on sausages.

No. Frankfurters, hot dogs...

hamburgers, salami, baloney.

A monument to carnivores.

In Chicago, they call it the slaughterhouse.

A building suffering | from excess cholesterol...

Iike Stourley.

No. There's no excess fat on it, or me.

The both of us have been built...

with perfect and enviable centers of gravity.

-Standing up? | -No, Signora Speckler, lying down.

How long have you been married to him?

Seven years.

Why? Do you think that's too long?

God! I think I've lost my English 1 note.

Come on, you can easily get another.

No, you can't. | They're dropping out of circulation.

My father's wedding present...

was another commission for Kracklite...

to build us a house.

You should see it.

Two marble cubes | and a brick sphere on stilts.

Boulle would have loved it.

What do you think of our foreign architect?

He's too old for his wife.

I think she's looking | for a romantic experience.

How can you tell?

The way she eats cake.

Just about this time, | if I'm near the Pantheon...

I come and admire | such a great work of architecture.

As solid as it is beautiful.

As romantic as it is awesome.

Built by Hadrian, | the most accomplished of all the Emperors.

Good architecture | should always be applauded.

I notice Caspasian | wears a double-breasted suit.

So?

He wears a matching tie bar and cuff links.

I wouldn't be surprised | if he wore a gold chain around his neck.

Do you want me to find out?

Would you want to find out?

It's not important.

What is important?

To be gracious to the Specklers.

They have a lot of influence.

-They have a lot of charm. | -Don't they?

Especially Caspasian.

Especially? Are you jealous?

Of his charm? No.

His gold chain? Absolutely not.

Of his youth....

Of his youth and his waistline, maybe.

Of his ability as an architect?

No, that least of all.

I'm sure Mr. Caspasian is devoid of talent.

Tell me, please, what does "oh-ah" mean?

Stourley, you've built | six-and-a-half buildings.

And now you're spending nine months...

putting on an exhibition | in memory of another architect...

who also built practically nothing.

And I don't....

What? What's the matter?

-I don't know. | -What?

Indigestion.

You eat too much.

Nothing a little sympathy wouldn't cure.

What's this? Twice in one day?

What about Boulle?

Now, he built virtually nothing...

and look at his reputation.

Yeah. Look at it.

Nobody knows about him but you.

You think that they'll give you an exhibition | 180 years after your death?

Death? Who's talking about death?

Doesn't everyone in Rome talk about death?

-What's the matter? | -Wait.

-What? | -No!

No, it's all right.

My stomach.

It serves you right. | You're always stuffing yourself.

Don't start what you can't finish.

Romans are very equivocal | about this building.

They call it the Typewriter | or the Wedding Cake.

It's like a box at the theater | at which Rome is the play.

Over there, you can see the Colosseum.

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