Federico Fellini just might be my favorite director. He was a man that could handle humanity, emotions, and all-out goofiness into one satisfying movie experience. One of his best films (not saying much or anything) is
La Dolce Vita, a film that may display a high life of sex and glamour, but has a heart as bitter as brown tea. To say that Pablo Sorrentino's
The Great Beauty owes something to
La Dolce Vita is an understatement: This film is a spiritual remake of the film, down to the sex-filled parties and the disillusioned writer.
