2 days ago
When I saw for the first time "The Passenger" by Michelangelo Antonioni I was at Cinema Lumiere in Bologna, and I was a university student. In those days movies where still on film, and they where divided into different rolls which were reassembled by the projectionist right before the show. That time they mixed the rolls up, and the movie was projected in an inexplicable form, but nobody seemed to have a problem with that, except me. Today I have discovered an interesting article by Tim Pelan, exploring the making of the movie and its meaning. I have seen the movie several times and in a variety of formats, with all the scenes in the correct order, and it is still one of my favourite movies of all times.