Via Margutta

Synopsis: The lives, loves and disappointments of a group of artist friends living in the same neighborhood in Rome, Via Margutta, a mecca for young artists, each struggling to be a success.
105 min



Yugoslavia salutes you!

- Marta!

How are you, when did you get here?

- This morning.

It was such a success!

Ljubljana, Zagreb, Belgrade...

I sung so much I lost my voice!

I had no idea when...

Who is this fool?!


- Bill!

Where have you been?

- How are you?

It's been 2 months that I've been

thinking of you, dreaming of you!

You didn't cheat on me with

the communists, did you?

But darling, just look at them!

Bill Rogers!

- Pleased to meet you.


- "Love"?

It's the only word of Italian he knows.

You have to say "pleasure".

But I suppose pleasure and love

are the same thing after all.

Bill, take a look at these,

since you know more than me.

I had to walk all day to find them.

Not bad, eh?

- Nice!

Just think, he wears a size 48,

this big hunk!

Giorgio, look who it is!

- Marta! If you're not in this...

documentary on Via Margutta,

what kind of documentary is it?

You're a director now?

How would you like me to pose?

- I can't tell you that. - Pig!

Does it record sound, too?

- No, don't worry, you can sing.


Bill, I bought 6 bottles of Slivovitz.

If you leave your studio open,

tonight we can have a party!


- Are you coming, too?

Okay, see you tonight!


- Bye!

Where's Donata?

Hello, Mr. Contigliani!

- Welcome back, Marta.

You're a critic, what do you think?


Lina, do you know where Donata is?

I think she's in the dubbing room.

- Thanks.


- Bye.

Look at him!


Louder, quiet!

- Giovanni!

Is that okay?

Thank goodness.

Change the third, number 49.

- Number 49.

What do you want?

- I have to speak to Donata.


What is it?

Sorry, but I couldn't ask

you this morning...

I get it, you need the room.

- But this time it's serious!

I'm going to marry this one!

- Alright, but you could have said.

What shall I do now?

Anna, come here.

- What is it?

Can I sleep at yours tonight?

- Well, maybe.

If he's with his wife, I'll call you.

Excellent! So it's all sorted.

Anna, you're a real friend, thanks!

Donata, I'm sorry, you know how it is.

Come, darling, let's go.

Oh, I'll see you tonight at Bill's.

Pizza and Slivovitz!

Lucky her, always so happy.

Yeah, but she's got a screw loose.

To your places, ladies and

gentlemen. Let's go again.

You too, come on.

Want some?


- Hi.

Here, tomorrow morning I'll

come by for the big suitcase.



- Hi.

Is there anything left?

- There's some pizza.

Go on, don't be afraid.

Hi, Alfredo. Excuse us.

- Hi.

Sit down. Do you mind waiting

for a moment? I'll be right back.

Have you seen Giosu?

- He's through there, in the studio.

Where did you find her?

- She's a relative, leave her alone.

Giosu, it's 10 o'clock,

I've been waiting half an hour!

Are we swapping or not?

- Look at this, I told my mother...

that she's 2 months pregnant,

and she already sent a package.

Who's pregnant?

- My fiance.

You're engaged?

- I made her up!

Look, there's even a rattle.

I'm such a scumbag!

The money, where is it?

Where's the money, the money?

20,000 lire this time, too.

Well, it's better than nothing.

What are you doing here, you left the

paintings unattended in the street?

The boy's down there.

- Boy?! We should be there!

Exactly, you idiot!

It's your turn, go on!

Alright, I'm going.

Look, there's even a bagel.

May as well eat it.

My poor mother,

one of these days I'll kill her!

I'm such a scumbag, a scumbag!

Well done, Marta!

- Well done, well done!

And now, an old Croatian Christmas song.

It's heartbreaking!

Giorgio, what are you doing?

- You can sing it later, can't you?

Are you crazy?

Look at them!

Come on, Christic, we'll

show them how to dance!

What are you doing? - I have

cold hands, let me warm them up.

Cut it out!

Such proud eyes!

You should pose for me.

What are you saying?

- Come to my studio, come on.

Don't be afraid.

- I can't, not with all these people.

No, no, no!

No, I won't allow that!

Say you don't like it and can't

understand why I'm a sculptor!

I don't even know myself, okay?

But not that I'm a fool!

I don't need to impress idiots

to find success!

Calm down!

- I've always had success!

I've always had a load of money

and lots of other things!

Look, come and look!

Come with me!

Look! "Bill Rogers Ballet",

"Bill Rogers and company"!

Look here:

"Choreography by Bill Rogers"!

All choreography by Bill Rogers!

Look what the American newspapers

said about Bill Rogers!

3,000 dollars a week!

And according to you,

I'm reduced to poverty...

making fake sculptures?

Why, I should flatten you!

You, and all who think like you!

Let go of me!

Bill, stop!

Did you see Bill?

What happened?

- Nothing, we were just talking.

I've never seen him like this.

Giorgio, go and call him

before he does something stupid.

What can I tell him?

- Go on!


- He's ruined the party.

When he drinks, he loses it.

Oh, here he is.

- Bill!

Please excuse me, friends, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Riccardo, let's make up.

Well done, Bill!

- Excuse me, I'm ashamed.

I'm ashamed, I swear it!

What was I talking about?

What do I care about this stuff?

Come, friends! Dance, drink!

Music, dance, everyone!


Don't make me more ashamed

Davidism is derived from David.

Kleine, small David.

And big, gross Goliath.

Kleine wins, with small slingshot...

but big heart, and big will to rebel!

Guys, hold up the canvas!

The rebellion of an artist, here...

then heart, herz...

Then arm, then slingshot and colour!


And now kleine work with

palette knife, and it is gut!

Bitte, where is that painter?

- Who, Marco?

He's not here, he went to the cinema.

But he's old school.

Not old!

She came today and saw your Kamerade.

Yes, my Kamerade, but he's

nothing at all as a painter.

You call!


- My darling, what's your name?


You know, in the provinces...

- What's in a name?


- No, leave me alone.


Would you like a drink, Miss?

Get out of here, you!

Stefano, what are you doing?

Let go of me.

Come up here, let's talk a little.

Don't make me do gymnastics, I'm tired.

Besides, what do we have to talk about?

You had your hair lightened?

It was for a part in a film...

they dyed it a little.

Excuse me Stefano, would you

mind swapping for a moment?

I know it's not fair but I'll

give you her, and 100 lire.

Come on, let's go.

- Go on.



Come on.

- No, no. - Come on!

Won't I regret it later?

- Of course you'll regret it.

But what would life taste like

without a little regret?

Let's go.

Oh, I'm sorry!

- What are you doing here?

I'm doing my job, aren't I?

- At this hour?

It's all a mess.

Miss, I only have two hands

and ten studios to look after.

And you always have to be in mine

at the worst possible moment!

Thank goodness the lady isn't offended.

Oh God, she's offended!


Marco! Giosu says to come downstairs,

the Germans are here.

What Germans, what do you mean?

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Franco Brusati

Franco Brusati (Milan, 4 August 1922 – Rome, 28 February 1993) was an Italian screenwriter and director. more…

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Submitted on August 05, 2018

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