Padre padrone

Padre Pardone, the master piece of theTaviani brothers tells the story of the coming of age of a young illiterate shepherd who's confronted to the tyranny of his father and the inevitable rebellion that happens when the child becomes a man. This movie which tells the true story of the writer Gavino Ledda gives an universal vibe. The relation between father and son is based on love, authority and violence. More then just a family portrait, Padre Padrone is about society. Not just the modern italian society, but each society at each time. This story is about changes and conflict between generation and mentalities. The movie has some really powerful scene like the one when the fathers cry with his son in his arms. The score is composed mainly of sardinian musics, The sardinian score is heartbreaking, just like the movie is....

Padre Padrone was a film that shocked RTP viewers in the late 1970s, mostly for the visceral way in which it exposed the rude habits of shepherds in the Sardinian highlands, especially in sexual practices with animals.

This film by the Taviani brothers, along with others, such as Ugly, Dirty and Bad, by Scola, are part of the end of Italian neo-realism, that I cannot resist calling hyper-realism, in the sense that it is no longer enough to show the harshness of In reality, we need to look for the most unworthy and grotesque aspects of human condition, in this case the violence, isolation and bestiality of small Sardinian pastoral communities.

Other films had already look at this communities, perhaps even better, such as Bandits of Orgosolo, by Vittorio de Seta, in 1961, emphasizing, in this case, "omerta", the law of silence, distrust, ignorance and extreme attachment to the land, the main source of wealth and power, in these extremely closed rural societies.

I would say that Padre Padrone doesn't add much to Banditi à Orgosolo, other than a certain voyeurism through violence and ignorance.

It's a remarkable film, but I clearly prefer de Seta's Bandits.

Despite the other good comments here, I was really shocked at the number of others who put in their two cents who hated this movie. I saw it in a theater shortly after its original release, then several times on video in the late eighties. I hadn't watched it again until a couple of nights ago, mainly as a reaction to seeing some of the imbecilic remarks here. It's scary because after seeing the film again I realize that Hollywood has alot to answer for in manufacturing twisted junkfood audience expectatations with their atrociously slick homogenization of already shallow stories, push button audience emotion manipulation... oh, well, you get the idea. People fed a constant diet of McDonalds don't recognize a good steak when they bite into one.

PADRE PADRONE integrates nearly documentary footage seamlessly with a very realistic, often funny, often poignant but never manipulative depiction of what it's like to grow up the first born son of a nearly impoverished Sardinian shepherd. The beatings the boy receives from his tyrannical father are convincingly shown but in such a way that, especially if you've ever been on a set or involved in filmmaking, you can see that the punches and slaps could be easily pulled without the audience knowing it. The boy's struggle as he grows into a man to express himself and learn how to read and write, no matter how fierce his father's opposition, is truly inspiring because it is so matter-of-fact, so intense but without a shred of the narrative tricks (such as treacly music cues) that Hollywood would pull to needlessly manipulate cheap audience emotion.

There's one scene right near the end just before the young man leaves home again for the final time where he has to go to retrieve the family suitcase from under his parents' bed. His angry, powerless dad sits on the edge as his son gropes under him for the suitcase. The two have already come to blows and life-threatening words. Suddenly the young man sinks his head against his father's leg in a brief second of weary contradictory affection. His father instinctively moves his hand to, at first, comfort the boy. But before his fingers can even touch his son's hair he is possessed by temper and raises his hand to strike him instead. However, we don't see if he strikes him or not because the Tavianis cut to black then we next see the son leaving town, going on to his destiny as a linguist and bestselling writer. This simple scene is one of the most unbearably moving in any film from the last thirty years and indicative of the general excellence of the entire movie. The Taviani brothers have made many other good films from ALLONSANFAN with Marcello Mastroianni, through this, through NIGHT OF SHOOTING STARS and the excellent, 3 hour long anthology of stories by Pirandello, KAOS.

I saw this movie more than 20 years ago, but I have never forgotten it. There is no need for me to repeat what others have said about the plot. Let me just say that the film's use of natural sound is astounding. An illiterate boy is isolated from other people, so he develops a unique understanding of the world's noises. I appreciated the film's critique of paternalism, but even more, I was profoundly moved by the story of a peasant boy who manages to overcome his isolation and fear of his father and learn to read and then to study linguistics.

I am going to buy a copy of this movie for my grandson who is studying film at a university. Despite the fact that he is a young and urban American, I think he will appreciate the humor, the innovative techniques and the themes of this remarkable film.

The life of an Italian peasant who was forced out of school by his father so as to be a shepherd in the remote country side. The loneliness and the father's brutality has an effect on the boy who grows up to be a late learner in reading and writing. This new knowledge he uses as a weapon against the everlasting battle with his tyrant father. The first half drags on but the second half all comes together.