Is it sacrilege to declare that the best-looking cinéma supériorité in Paris was shot by a couple of Italians? Bernardo Bertolucci and his cinematographer Vittorio Storaro bathe the French argent – as well as the neoclassical edifices of Mussolini’s Rome – in relax blues and shards of light as sharp https://archerihbwp.fare-blog.com/32850187/des-notes-détaillées-sur-films