L'oro di Napoli

this is not a comedy.

rather documentary movie. shows what i am usually most interested in - local people. their habits, day-to-day life, way they enjoy life and face problems people of Neapol, and city itself, from 50ties as pictured in this movie is worth to see.

all of them are 'typical' Italians - eating pasta, drinking wine, celebrating family, friends, expressing feelings. Moreover you will see local communities, habits - what is most probably no more existing in Neapol nowadays.

the film is not an action killer. it has some subtle humor, good actors, and tells five stories. so if you want to have relaxed, easy afternoon, and fancy traveling in time and space - 'go to Neapol'!

The whole soul of the city of Naples is told through 6 short stories featuring its inhabitants, streets and monuments. The incredible photography superbly highlights all aspects of this very special city. In this film, people eat and laugh a lot, talk loudly, play, lie, love, but also cry... Tragedy and death are an integral part of the landscape, like the Vesuvio, both beautiful and threatening. Sometimes funny, sometimes sad, the film is always very fine and accurate in its description of the human soul and all the feelings it can harbor. There are some pictures and faces you will not forget so soon...

Superb collection of vignettes in the daily life of the people of Naples, lensed by a master director. Six separate stories, all with wonderful characters, including one starring De Sica himself as a frustrated Count, ready to wager the family silver and country estates in a desperate attempt to win an ongoing card game against an unbeatable street urchin. The movie begins with the tale of a downtrodden family man who rebels against his low-level, mob-boss bully of a lodger, setting his family free -- but at what cost? Funny, but also disturbing. One of the stories a touching, virtually wordless tale of a heartbroken mother accompanying her child's coffin to the cemetery, together with a crowd of children, unaware of the real tragedy, only interested in candy. The most dramatic piece starring Silvana Mangano as a prostitute tricked into a loveless marriage by a wealthy man atoning for the suicide of his true love. The stand-out story, a delightful tale of an adulterous pizza maker, Sophia Loren, desperately in search of an emerald ring, supposedly baked into a pizza, but in reality left on her lover's nightstand. This film is worth watching for one scene alone, watching Loren stride down the street in the rain, followed by her cuckolded husband. If ever one scene in a movie made a star then this is it. Obviously not wearing a bra, Loren's breasts fill the screen and De Sica, full of mischief, follows her every move, both from front and behind in a gorgeous, gorgeous display of Loren's twenty year old sensuality. One of those knockout scenes that belongs to film history. The last vignette, an arrogant landlord, bully to all his tenants, humiliated by them when they all in unison blow a Bronx cheer as he passes by. A trifle, but brilliantly set up and performed with cheeky perfection. What this movie also offers is the sense of reality, a total lack of artifice and lack of studio sets, all in the style of the Bicycle Thief, another of De Sica's masterpieces, filmed on the streets. One's heart aches for the passing of such a talented actor and director. This is a movie that demands to be released in a full version, not the shortened American one, in a decent and respectable DVD. Can't Criterion get hold of this somehow? MovIe lovers deserve to be able to enjoy every minute of this delight. Hats off to De Sica and all involved!

A masterwork about Naples directed by a Neapolitan that really has it all. As with all 'portmanteau' films there are segments that 'appeal' more than others although here all of them have merit. The 'wow' factor obviously belongs to 'Pizza on Credit' in which a lusty, unfaithful wife pretends to have mislaid her wedding ring in the pizza dough. No director brought out the raw, earthy sensuality of Sophia Loren as well as de Sica who apparently choreographed her every move, gesture and inflection. Bringing them together proved a masterstroke by Carlo Ponti and as we know the de Sica/Loren partnership reaped rich rewards. The segment called 'The Gambler' featuring de Sica himself as an impoverished nobleman is masterful. Just how many hopefuls he auditioned before casting Piero Bilancioni as the servant's son who keeps beating him at cards is anyone's guess but the boy is stupendous and one wonders what became of him. Personally the story that stays with me most features Silvana Mangano as Teresa, a former prostitute who is faced with a tough choice between being the mistress of a large house and denied a husband's love or going back to her old 'profession'. The scene where she wavers and goes from tearfulness to defiant resolution is La Mangano at her most magnificent and is certainly one of the finest moments in Italian cinema. Music is by Alessandro Cicognigni, a regular de Sica collaborator and Carlo Montuori, who went on to film 'Bicycle Thieves', is behind the camera. The story by Giuseppe Marotta is adapted by the ubiquitous Cesare Zavattini who also had a hand in the screenplay. De Sica himself once said that 'Neapolitans, like children, always look good on camera' but in this he was being unduly modest. A truly magical film of which one can never tire.

I wish mildly to dissent from the love fest shown for this de Sica film by my nine IMDB colleagues below. I feel that, like most anthology movies, it is a mixed bag with some estimable sections, and some that are, frankly, on the dull side. Oddly enough, in a group of short films geared toward the comic end of the spectrum, I found that my two faves were the two most somber, namely the moving story of the prostitute Teresa who, remembering the cold world out there that she used to be in, chooses material comfort over love, and the very brief work that deals with a child's funeral procession along the Naples waterfront and that manages, in ten minutes of screen time, to get at the thin line that separates the joys of life from the bleakness of death. The three comedies, by contrast, I found way too broad and strained and excessively pushing the Italian stereotypical envelope, with too much yelling, weeping and general operatic histrionics in lieu of comedy. I will say, however, that Sophia Loren's breakthrough role as a pizza maker's unfaithful wife was striking, as well as a timely reminder that this greatest of Italian actresses could give Claudia and Gina stiff competition in the curvaceous dept. And De Sica's love for his home town comes through so vividly that you can almost smell the pasta puttanesca. B minus.