Its Saturday night and I'm trying to catch up on my Italian Neorealism this Winter. Considering my trauma relating to Bicycle Thieves, you can probably understand why this is isn't a film movement I have embraced the same why I did Screwball Comedies or French New Wave. In fact the above pretty much sums up my feelings about Italian Neorealism, but I've nervously begun attempting to watch at least a little more. I think its all about where you start with certain directors e.g. don't watch Faces as your first Cassavettes (if you're a depressive type) and then follow it with Love Streams and Opening Night (which of course I love, but seriously? Temper it with Gloria or Minne and Moskowitz), you could say the same thing about diving into the most recent Godard etc etc. Anyway point is I'm restarting with Il Posto and I Fidantzati, which don't seem quite so brutal, but I still teared up at the interview scene above (even though its kind of funny in its own way).
However I'm still sure it will be a cold day in hell before I settle in to watch Shoeshine or Umberto D. though.