Italian legend, so I'm told.
Blow-Up (1966) -- I dunno. I know this is supposed to be the best film of the 1960s or whatever, but I was so bored with the first 45 minutes of the movie that I didn't even get to the part where the plot apparently gets rolling with the "hero" finding that he may have accidentally photographed a murder. Maybe in 1966 I would have been interested in Swinging London and all that decadent stuff, but now of course it's old hat. I can't even appreciate the movie as an artifact now, though I do admit it is shot pretty.
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