A touching story of an Italian book seller of Jewish ancestry who lives in his own little fairy tale. His creative and happy life would come to an abrupt halt when his entire family is deported to a concentration camp during World War II. While locked up he tries to convince his son that the whole thing is just a game.
|Original Title||:||La vita è bella|
|Release Date||:||December 20, 1997|
|Production Company||:||Miramax Films, Melampo Cinematografica|
|Director||:||Roberto Benigni, Gianni Arduini|
|Writers||:||Roberto Benigni, Vincenzo Cerami|
|Casts||:||Roberto Benigni, Nicoletta Braschi, Giorgio Cantarini, Giustino Durano, Amerigo Fontani, Sergio Bini Bustric, Lidia Alfonsi, Horst Buchholz, Pietro De Silva, Marisa Paredes, Giuliana Lojodice, Francesco Guzzo, Adelaide Alaïs, Verena Buratti, Hannes Hellmann, Wolfgang Hillinger, Antonio Prester, Gina Rovere, Laura Susanne Ruedeberg, Richard Sammel, Andrea Tidona, Dirk K. van den Berg, Omero Antonutti|
|Plot Keywords||:||italy, riddle, loss of loved one, bookshop, self sacrifice, mass murder, concentration camp, bicycle accident, fascism, world war ii, love of one's life, deportation, jew persecution, fantasy, nazis, national socialism, charade, riding a bicycle, price, story teller, concentration camp prisoner, dying and death, peekaboo|
This is one of those movies that have a lasting effect on you. After watching it, I found that it has less to do with the Holocaust and more to do with the human feelings and the beautiful relationship of a father and his son. The holocaust provides the ultimate context, that brings and highlights the story and adds yet another deep dimension to the movie. No such piece of art has ever before combined laughter and tears of sadness in me before and that is the miracle of the movie. The realism of the movie is not its strong point, but then again it is not supposed to be; this helps in bringing the audiences to a state of mind away from reality, focusing on the feelings generated by forgetting about all external events and developments of the war. Despite that, the movie does not fail to point out an element of the nazi psychology demonstrated by the doctor who was obsessed with riddles. This portrayed the nazi 'state of mind' (if ever such an expression existed) as a sick mentally disturbed state. Life is really beautiful as you watch Guido's relentless efforts to make a lovely exciting experience of the concentration camp to his son. You get exhausted just watching him going through his painful day and yet you smile as he speaks to his son and makes him laugh. One can go on forever describing the creativity of this movie, but one will not be able to capture all its beauty in writing.