Alice Rohrwacher
La Chimera

Alice Rohrwacher's cinema is a folk song, which through the charm of roots and ancient culture, connects with a red thread the dimensions of the present and the past, of dream and reality, and attracts even people far removed from here in geographic belonging. It unites through the language of words and gestures, of the said and the unsaid.

The past is like a gigantic underground temple, buried yet present, lost but alive somewhere, whose temporal remoteness is just one of many illusions of our existence.

The past is never dead, in fact, it's not even past. Said William Faulkner.

The past in La Chimera is desecrated and monetized, despite being something invaluable by nature. And as was masterfully shown in Le meraviglie, not everything can be bought, evaluated, filmed, or returned to the eye of modernity, which cannot reproduce its spirit and rituality. Yet there is something that remains because it is inside each of us forever. Something deep and ancestral. Like playing in caves. Like solidarity, love. And the pain of loss.

So that red thread also unites the sacred and the profane, the above and the below, the here and now and the hereafter, the dimension of the living and that of the dead.

Alice Rohrwacher's cinema is an Italian fairy tale. And it is the most precious and peculiar in the current landscape of what is produced in our ancient peninsula.

Unpredictable flights and rapid ascents

Imperceptible trajectories, codes of existential geometries