So what is it about this Italian flic that's so beguiling?
Its central tale of a cynical journo in Rome, turning 65, struggles with soul searching questions about the shallow, hedonistic veneer of his life.
If this doesn't smack of gripping cinema, then you will be amazed from the first captivatingly, yet cool scenes at a wild rooftop party at a convent. We are hooked.
It's not 'La Dolce Vita' or '8½' but within it contains ravishing sensory bedazzlement and heaps of spiritual malaise. The shots around Rome are spectacular and I am would skin someone to have his apartment.
Contradictions and smug resolution-avoiding are the rules here, grating against contemporary architecture and attitudes,cheap sex and bizarre artistic detours.
It certainly resonates with me.... a true feast for the senses but a puzzle and bitter-sweet coating for the soul. My femme disagreed and told me to 'Pull my head in'. All in the eye of the beholder, right?
The movie is a great beauty, fresh,glossy with the restorative power of great cinema. Bravo.