Monicelli's disappearance was one of those that inevitably those who loved him had long been reckoned to receive at any moment.
Last night I known how to be a friend who emigrated to the U.S. because I was not following the news and at first I had withered, but when I read that the old man had committed suicide I tried almost a relief, perhaps even grant me a smile because I saw the shot of the final scene, pulled a cynical joke to everyone and especially to the priests in the purest style of my cats to .
But it may well be that simply did not go more than vegetate surrounded by the shadows of friends who were all gone before him, leaving him in Italy at this low of Berlusconi's empire that made him sick and did not fairly was mystery.
Whatever the ultimate motivation, is a gesture that makes me even more expensive.
Mario Thanks for giving me all the movies I love most.