8½ (1963)

Before I begin, I will mention that from now one few movies are going to be old ones. from 1930 to somewhat 1970, so don't get scared. Look them up, maybe you'll like them too.
Actually I wrote the first sentence just because I have no idea how to start with this one. This is Federico Fellini film about a director who is stuck with a movie, that he can't even start. Actually, this is very confusing. The beginning is extremely confusing, as you can't understand what's going on, who's is who, and what is what. As you go along with the story and feel like you know what is going on, some strange scenes from the past or his fantasies appear that mixes everything up even worse. Sure you get it in the end, but for the most of the time you feel Fellini having a grand intercourse with your brain. Sure feels good thou. And surely lets not forget this is an old film, so there are some point there as well. For example, emotions seem really theatrical and fake. Don't know if that was intentional or just the way they rolled back then, but that really messes with my brain.
There is one more thing I have to mention. This is Italian. So it just happens that I don't speak Italian, and I had to read and let me tell you this. They talk a lot. Sometimes it looks like they won't shut up, they just keep blabbering about some random stuff, and I have to read all that, and that make me want to much some marshmallows. It looks like the whole film consist on three things: text, symbols and weirdness. I hope that everyone involved in this "art" was high on drugs.

 

now go rape your brains.