8½

★★★★★

Despite its solitary disposition, Federico Fellini’s intertwines a lonely life while ascertaining realisations which chops through the absurdities of existence and caresses them wholeheartedly. It follows film director Marcello Mastroianni who's ostensibly on the verge of a nervous breakdown while putting together his next movie, and it's the pressuring of others expectations upon him in providing another artistic triumph which fuels the merging of memories and imaginations of the future that summons up an intriguing configuration of imagery to the screen.

The impressions of his troubled soul are constantly interrupted while attempting to uncover solutions for his advancement are delivered with an instinctive structure. And powerful introspections of Fellini play across Mastroianni to give rise to this possibly being his most introverted and self-referential work, as the entourage plaguing Mastroianni is undoubtedly characteristic of those who implicated themselves with Fellini's career. The effects are consistently glorious, and this film about film-making is a creative and extraordinary piece of work.

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