A narcissistic portrayal of St. Francis' enlightenment and fully equipped with a melancholiac rural beauty of the nature, the ramifications are generally benign, albeit for recreation only.
Structurally this is a prequel of Rossellini's THE FLOWER OF ST. FRANCIS (Francesco, giullare di Dio 1950), divided rightly by the before/after of Francis' pilgrimage towards Rome, at once with radically opposed visual punches, a perfect set for a double-feature, color Vs. black and white, lavish versus austere.
The nearly non-Italian cast (excludes Valentina Cortese) is dubbed with Italian in the version I watched yesterday, it inevitably thwarted the fluency of the film, which, as a matter of fact, could be mostly paid no heed to as the performances are ludicrously overblown, particularly Graham Faulkner's Francis, Zeffirelli's personal preference triumphs in this film in every respect, the unrealistic beauty of St. Francis and his apostles is to meet the eyes only! Alec Guiness did an unanticipated role as the Pope Innocent III in the rear part of the film, where the setting in Rome evokes the similar tableaux in the ever-famous Chinese Monkey King story when he encounter the emperor of all-gods in his palace (the west-east correlation is unbelievably tangible!).
So, personally I cannot endure the over-dramatic enactment of this biographic film, however the narrative clings closely to the story itself, while the cinematography of the bucolic Assisi is captivating enough to engross me attentively, yet my deepest sympathy is that the epiphany which I expected had never arrived.
Structurally this is a prequel of Rossellini's THE FLOWER OF ST. FRANCIS (Francesco, giullare di Dio 1950), divided rightly by the before/after of Francis' pilgrimage towards Rome, at once with radically opposed visual punches, a perfect set for a double-feature, color Vs. black and white, lavish versus austere.
The nearly non-Italian cast (excludes Valentina Cortese) is dubbed with Italian in the version I watched yesterday, it inevitably thwarted the fluency of the film, which, as a matter of fact, could be mostly paid no heed to as the performances are ludicrously overblown, particularly Graham Faulkner's Francis, Zeffirelli's personal preference triumphs in this film in every respect, the unrealistic beauty of St. Francis and his apostles is to meet the eyes only! Alec Guiness did an unanticipated role as the Pope Innocent III in the rear part of the film, where the setting in Rome evokes the similar tableaux in the ever-famous Chinese Monkey King story when he encounter the emperor of all-gods in his palace (the west-east correlation is unbelievably tangible!).
So, personally I cannot endure the over-dramatic enactment of this biographic film, however the narrative clings closely to the story itself, while the cinematography of the bucolic Assisi is captivating enough to engross me attentively, yet my deepest sympathy is that the epiphany which I expected had never arrived.