I remember seeing this movie at the Cinema Barberini in Rome in 1979 and would truly love to see again but it seems to have entered the legion of the lost. Directed by Sergio Citti, a collaborator of Pier Paolo Pasolini, it had Vittorio Gassman and Philippe Noiret as two roaming musicians, Pippo and Peppe, who unknowingly have the same girl, Lucia. The two return from a prison stretch, the girl dies and leaves a child, Piripicchio, whom they raise with some sad consequences, particularly when the boy grows up and isn't the same delightful tyke he had been when a child. The film had a Pasoliniesque kind of ribald humor and a fervent melancholy charm that I've never forgotten. It is clownish, poetic, and delightful.
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