Caro diario

Synopsis: Nanni Moretti directs himself playing himself in this wry look at life. Presented in three chapters, Moretti uses the experiences of traveling on his motor-scooter, cruising with his friend around a set of remote islands in search of peace to finish his new film and consulting doctor after doctor to cure his annoying rash to cast a humorous look at his life and those around him.
Director(s): Nanni Moretti
Production: Warner Home Video
  12 wins & 20 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
100 min


By motor- scooter.

Dear Diary,

there's something I like to do very much!

In Rome, the cinemas

are closed for the summer,

or at least they show such films as

"Sex love and sheep",

"Beastly desires",

"Snow white and the seven black dwarves",

horror films like "Henry",

or a few Italian films.

I am a little afraid

to come back into play.

I am a coward.

What has happened

in these years, I wonder...

I don't know it anymore.

Hair is getting grey,

and defeats

begin to be a burden.

...a non-stop series of defeats.

Our generation...

What's become of us?

Advertisers, architects, stock agents,

deputies, aldermen..


We have changed, we're worse,

nowadays we're all accomplices.

But why this obsession?

"All equal, all compromised,

we're all accomplices"...

Can you tell me when

we last had a walk together?

We are together

only from force of habit.

You're ashamed of me.

What a headache, even

"Optalidon" is no longer the same.

Remember how reassuring

its old tube used to be?

Everything is different now.

You know, Antonio?

You're getting worse and worse.

You can no longer feel

anything real now.

We are old, we're soured,

we are dishonest in our jobs.

We used to shout horrendous,

violent things, in our marches

and now look

how ugly we got.

YOU used to shout

horrendous and violent things

and you got ugly.

I used to shout true things,

and now I'm a wonderful 40 year old man.

What I like the most

is to see the houses,

to see the districts,

and the district that I prefer

is the Garbatella.

I walk around

the council houses there.

However I don't like to see

the houses only from the outside,

Sometimes I like to see

what they look like inside too.

Therefore, I ring some bell

and say I need to check the place

because I am preparing a film.

The landlords usually ask me:

"What's this film about?"

and I never know what to say.

This film is the story

of a Trotskian confectioner

and it's set in Italy in the '50s.

It's a musical.

A musical.

By the way, a musical about

a Trotskian confectioner wouldn't be bad at all,

above all if set in the

conformist Italy of the '50s.

When I ride my motor scooter,

I also like to stop and watch the attics

where I would like to live.

I imagine myself renovating the apartments

high above, those that I see

from the road,

apartments whose owners

have no intention to sell.

One day I saw an attic

that seemed to me more accessible.

Silvia and I also went to check it.

We asked how much it cost,

and the answer was:

"Ten million lire per square meter".

How, "Ten million lire per square meter"?

He says, "Well, of course,

because Dandolo Rd.

is a historical road.

Garibaldi fought the Resistance here.

I don't know why, I don't get it,

maybe I'm sick,

but I love this bridge.

I have to come here

at least twice a day.

Want to know what I was thinking of?

A very sad thing.

That I, even in a more decent

society than this one,

will always be in the minority,

but not as in those films where

there are a man and a woman

who hate one another and tear

each other to pieces on a desert island

because the director of the film

doesn't believe in people.

I believe in people.

I don't believe

in the majority of people.

I'm afraid that

I will always be comfortable

only in the minority.

Whatever, good luck.

Actually, I've always dreamt

of being able to dance.

"Flashdance", that film was called...

It changed my life forever.

A film on the dance,

on learning to dance,

while all I can do is watch,

which is also nice,

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Nanni Moretti

Giovanni "Nanni" Moretti (Italian pronunciation: [ˈnanni moˈretti]; born 19 August 1953) is an Italian film director, producer, screenwriter and actor. The Palme d'Or winner in 2001, in 2012 he was the President of the Jury at the Cannes Film Festival. more…

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