A Peter Greenaway erudition display, or in other words a film to bang your head against. Arch, artificial (and harshly recorded) talk of sex, death, money, religion, Fellini (hence the title), Mondrian, Austen, Hardy, etc., in flat, rigid, squared-up compositions, sometimes containing antiseptic nudes. The photography (the venerable Sacha Vierny here shares the credit instead of having it all to himself as usual) is grayly substandard. With John Standing, Matthew Delamere, Vivian Wu, Amanda Plummer, Toni Collette, Polly Walker. (1999) — Duncan Shepherd
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