In nome del popolo italiano (1971)

User Rating:

7.7/10   

Director:

Dino Risi

Writers:

Agenore Incrocci (screenplay)
Agenore Incrocci (story)

Release Date:

15 December 1971 (Italy)

Genre:

Crime | Drama | Thriller

Plot:

An obscure Italian magistrate suspects that a well-known industrialist commited murder, and decides to investigate him...

Plot Keywords:

Commedia All'italiana | Investigation | Alibi | Italy | Flashback Sequence

Cast

Ugo Tognazzi	...	Mariano Bonifazi
Vittorio Gassman	...	Lorenzo Santenocito
Ely Galleani	...	Silvana Lazzorini
Yvonne Furneaux	...	Lavinia Santenocito
Michele Cimarosa	...	Maresciallo Casciatelli
Renato Baldini	...	Ragionier Cerioni
Pietro Tordi	...	Professor Rivaroli
Maria Teresa Albani	...	Silvana's mother
rest of cast listed alphabetically:
Enrico Ameri	...	Himself (voice)
Franco Angrisano	...	Giudice Colombo
Gianfilippo Carcano	...	Silvana's Father
Vanni Castellani	...	Sirio Roscioni - Silvana's fiancé
Francesco D'Adda	...	Lipparini - the registrar
Marcello Di Falco	...	Segretario di Santenocito
Checco Durante	...	Archivista Pironti
Edda Ferronao	...	Cameriera di Santenocito
Piero Nuti	...	Santenocito's Lawyer
Paolo Paoloni	...	Psychiatrist
Enrico Ragusa	...	Riziero Santenocito
Franca Scagnetti	...	Porter
Simonetta Stefanelli	...	'Giugi' Santenocito
Claudio Trionfi	...	TV journalist

Also Known As:

In the Name of the Italian People (International: English title)

Runtime:

Italy:103 min

Country:

Italy

Language:

Italian

Color:

Color (Technicolor)

Aspect Ratio:

1.85 : 1

Sound Mix:

Mono

Certification:

Argentina:16

Filming Locations:

Dear Studios, Rome, Lazio, Italy

Company:

International Apollo Films

IN THE NAME OF THE Italian PEOPLE (Dino Risi, 1971) ***1/2

This savage attack on the judicial system in Italy emerges to be an unsung masterpiece which sees director Risi and stars Ugo Tognazzi and Vittorio Gassaman at the top of their game. While necessarily talky and heavy-going, the film’s coup is in the way it makes various dense and relevant points on the state of the country at the time within the confines of a straight (and engrossing) thriller plot. The end result, therefore, offers stimulating characterization (by pitting the two leads against one another, Tognazzi as the dogged magistrate and Gassman as a smug industrialist-cum-murder suspect) alongside memorable – and often caustic – vignettes denouncing bureaucracy, big business, class and generational differences, and what have you. The director’s deft fusion throughout of the mundane with elements of outright fantasy, then, proves to be the icing on the cake – while, holding it all together, is a marvelous score by Carlo Rustichelli.

To name just a few significant moments: Tognazzi, taking a break from work to go fishing, sees his solitary puny catch being pinched by a hovering sea-gull…only to have the latter drop dead before his very eyes from the polluted waters (a result of the excess industrial waste being dumped into it by Gassman’s factory situated nearby!); Gassman being picked up for interrogation about the murder of a call girl (“Euro-Cult” starlet Ely Galleani) from a fancy-dress party, where he dons the outfit of an Ancient Roman soldier; the collapse of a structure within the law-courts building right at the moment when Tognazzi and an overly lenient colleague are having a noisy row; Gassman’s various disastrous attempts to provide an alibi for the night Galleani died (having failed to procure his senile card-playing father’s backing in this regard, he has him committed to a mental asylum!); an irrelevant but uproarious moment when, during a ceremony in which Gassman is himself a recipient, an elderly man falls flat on his face in the process of retrieving his own accolade.

But, undeniably, the highlights of the film are the definitive tete-a'-tete between the leads on a rain-soaked, trash-covered beach (which Gassman has set up in an attempt to familiarize himself with – and, by extension, soften – the unflinching magistrate) and the surreal Fellini-esquire finale: as the whole case ostensibly comes crumbling down on Tognazzi, via the retrieved diary of Galleani, amid a rambunctious street festival on the occasion of Italy’s triumph over England in a soccer match; the extent of the magistrate’s bias/misguided zealousness is symbolized here by his seeing Gassman everywhere he looks, thus presenting an opportunity for the latter to indulge himself yet again in a number of grotesque make-ups a' la I MOSTRI (1963) – which, coincidentally, had preceded this very title in my ongoing Dino Risi tribute...