Reflections from the Tiber
There exists a parallel Rome, one that isn’t measured in monuments, but in suspended moments.
It’s not made of marathons from one landmark to another, but of patient pauses and sidelong glances.
It’s the city of dawn reflections on the river, of alleyways that guard their silence, of cloisters drawn in quiet geometry.
Inside La Grande Bellezza
There is a moment in Sorrentino’s film when Jep Gambardella says:
“The most significant discovery I made after turning sixty-five is that I can’t waste any more time doing things I don’t want to do.”