Il deserto rosso aka Red Desert (Michelangelo Antonioni, 1964)

One of those you see every now and then every few years on either TV or cinema even though you don’t really like (or understand) but they kind of stick with you.

It is character study of upper middle class woman and it starts really cool with beautiful images of Monica Vitti wandering on some industrial wasteland looking totally lost and/or disturbed. We soon learn that she actually is mentally disturbed but also that both her family (husband + kid son) and friends are all basically ass-holes. So it ends up that she’s not really THAT disturbed, it’s the world she lives in that is fucked. Or some existentialist shit like that.  

Typical 60s/70s Italian pretentious and "intelectual" arty stuff. Though quite interesting and not entirely boring. But not really my cup of tea, I always preferred French new wave and Godard’s masterpieces from 60s.

6/10