Vulcano

It is such a pleasure to watch Anna Magnani in whatever she has been in. She completely becomes a character. You know you are looking at a genuine person in her performances.

Looking at her, somehow I know I have known someone like her or maybe a composite of many personnas that form her wholeness in my mind's eye. She achieves such a connection with her roles. She buries herself in them. They are real, they have so many dimensions, she uncovers so many layers to what she does. At once, you connect with her and want to know more about her character.

This movie shows Anna's evocative face, her steady but suffered eyes, her expressions in one of her most interesting and lusty portrayals. But this is not a lust of abandon but of richest characterization and filled with nuances and her own gifted brand of virtuoso impulsiveness.

The story is simple but yet not well known. It is a pleasure to see the black and white rustic scenes and peaceful faces of the residents found on this island off the Italian coast the way they were 50 years ago. Are we this innocent anymore?

There is nothing spectacular here except Anna herself. Rosanno Brazzi and Geraldine Brooks offer a perfect contrast to Anna's joie de vivre. If you have a chance to see it. Sit back and take in a true original at work at the highest pitch of her craft.

Oh, Anna. I miss you.