Giordano Bruno

An exquisite movie. I saw it two days ago and many of its images are still popping out in my mind. Other commentaries explain much better the story of Giordano Bruno that I could ever try to attempt, so I will only point out the magnificence of the interiors with frescos on every surface, with multicolored intarsio marble floors (The Vatican with the most exquisite and amazingly luxurious interior decorations ever dreamt by human minds --Titans of the visual effects to bring out the pathos in the viewer --believer--in this case).

The appalling beauty of the Catholic Church prelates costumes (Armani, Oscar de la Renta, eat your hearts out!), their jewels, their tiaras, their gloves... My, my! The preciousness of the visuals in this movie reminded me of the movie "L'Innocente" ("The Innocent") by Visconti, equally jaded and ultra sophisticated with its exquisite details of costumes, jewelry and interiors.

A surprising fashion show within a very serious picture! Volontè does an incredible job in his creation of Giordano Bruno, and everybody else in the cast is excellent. The script superb, as superb is the director. Only for grown ups (not because of obscenity, but because the concepts exposed in the lengthy dialogs are not easily digested by feeble minds).