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Valentino, the Last Emperor
Aloysius J. Gleek:
http://www.valentinomovie.com/#home
http://www.filmforum.org/films/valentino.html
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http://www.filmforum.org/films/valentinotrailer.html
USA • 2008 • 96 MINS • IN ENGLISH, ITALIAN & FRENCH WITH ENGLISH SUBTITLES
“Seems at first like pure escapist fun… But the film’s potent, bittersweet undertow makes it one for the ages. It reveals one of the past century’s most elegantly lived lives – and a world that is slipping away even as the camera roll.”
– David Colman, The New York Times Style Magazine
“The luxe, rara avis world of the Italian couturier and fashion designer… fused with wit and self-deprecating humor. With great style and editing, the film captures the deep-ted relationship of two men, one a business genius and one a dressmaker who swept through the sixties on the hems of his delicate, feminine suits and fine evening dresses, favorites of Jackie O and Elizabeth Taylor. (Tyrnauer) took a difficult subject – a fashion brand and its founders – and told the story of how fashion as art has to bend to the winds of commerce and modernity.”
– André Leon Talley, Vogue
“Amazing…you will love this…we see [Valentino] and [partner] Giancarlo lovingly bicker over dresses, fashion-show sets, and even which café they first met at. And as if they're not adorable and hilarious enough, there are the clothes! Glorious, glorious dress after dress coming to life before your very eyes!”
– Amy Odell, New York magazine online
“Matt Tyrnauer’s portrait of the great couturier Valentino is comic, acerbic, lyrical and has more than a touch of Fellini about it.”
– Geoffrey Macnab, The Independent (UK)
“(An ) affecting, disturbing and hilarious portrait of a till-death-do-us-part relationship.”
– Lee Marshall, Screen International
“Terrifically entertaining… affectionate, absorbing and, above all, huge fun!”
– Mark Salisbury, Premiere.com
“Entertaining and even poignant… capture(s) the swan song of haute couture’s most long-standing icon.”
– Natasha Senjanovic, The Hollywood Reporter
MATT TYRNAUER, LONGTIME VANITY FAIR EDITOR AND WRITER, TAKES ON HAUTE COUTURE ICON VALENTINO, a man whose fabulous gowns have graced the bodies of the world’s most glamorous women for nearly five decades. The film was shot over two years — in Paris, Rome, London, NY, Gstaad, and aboard Valentino’s yacht — during a period when rumors of the designer’s retirement were swirling about him and partner Giancarlo Giammetti. The filmmaker had extraordinary access to these men, partners in both business and life, whose arguments over the need for more ruffles or the appropriateness of sand dunes for a runway show are inevitably reduced to the intimacy and warmth that are the bedrock of their relationship.
Aloysius J. Gleek:
http://www.charlierose.com/schedule/
A conversation about the film "Valentino: The Last Emperor"
on Thursday, March 19, 2009
* * * * *
http://www.charlierose.com/view/interview/10158
with Matt Tyrnauer, Giancarlo Giammetti and Valentino (53:10)
Kerry:
I look forward to seeing "Valentino, the Last Emperor." :D
Front-Ranger:
Oh, yes, I've already seen it. Came out in 1977, starring Rudolph Nureyev. A Ken Russell film, deliciously decadent.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0076868/
Aloysius J. Gleek:
--- Quote from: Front-Ranger on March 21, 2009, 07:55:25 pm ---Oh, yes, I've already seen it. Came out in 1977, starring Rudolph Nureyev. A Ken Russell film, deliciously decadent.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0076868/
--- End quote ---
:laugh:
http://movies.nytimes.com/2009/03/18/movies/18vale.html?ref=movies
Movie Review
Valentino: The Last Emperor (2008)
Valentino surrounded by his models and pet pugs in a scene from the documentary “Valentino: The Last Emperor.”
Portrait of a Fashion King: Palazzos, Pugs and Peons
Published: March 18, 2009
Short, majestically coiffed, with hooded eyes, an orange-tinted tan and the peevish impatience of an absolute monarch: that is Valentino Garavani, the Italian couturier known simply as Valentino, as he appears in Matt Tyrnauer’s documentary portrait, “Valentino: The Last Emperor.” Watching the movie is a little like gorging on chocolate and Champagne until that queasy moment arrives when you realize you’ve consumed far too much.
Valentino, now 77, has created hundreds of beautiful gowns for the most glamorous women (most famously, Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis) since the 1960s. Born to do only this, he insists, he never had much aptitude for the business aspect of fashion or for anything else. As you observe him in his workshop supervising helpers who hand-stitch every sequin on every dress (there’s not a sewing machine in sight), you begin to appreciate his single-minded perfectionism in the service of a fantasy.
From early adolescence, when he fell in love with 1930s and ’40s American movies, he remembers, he was enthralled with Hollywood’s screen goddesses. A clip of stars descending a staircase in the 1941 movie “Ziegfeld Girl” suggests the template for all that followed.
Asked to answer Freud’s famous question, “What do women want?,” he declares in oracular tones, “They want to be beautiful.” As evidenced by the fantastic gowns he has created, he has fulfilled those wishes to the extent that clothing can confer beauty where there was none; many of these garments are exquisite works of art. They are also timeless in the sense that Valentino’s opulent, royal ideal of feminine raiment has always been largely untouched by trends.
This here-and-now portrait offers only the sketchiest biography. There is little personal background or analysis of his place in the history of fashion. We drop in on a couple of his many lavish palaces, visit his yacht and watch him and his business partner, Giancarlo Giammetti, as they board a private jet with six scampering pugs. But these are only glimpses of his notoriously imperial lifestyle.
The film focuses on his affectionate but testy relationship with Mr. Giammetti, whom he met at a cafe on the Via Veneto in Rome in 1960 (they disagree on exactly which cafe), became lovers, then business partners. According to Mr. Giammetti, if you added up the days they have spent apart since meeting, it amounts to only two months.
Mr. Giammetti has been the business mastermind behind Valentino’s fashion empire, valued in the hundreds of millions of dollars. The film is steeped in a mood of “La Dolce Vita” redux, as Nino Rota’s film music bubbles incessantly in the background.
The last half of the movie is an elegy for the end of an era of haute couture as personified by Valentino and a handful of others, including the equally imperious Karl Lagerfeld. Valentino is shown strolling hand in hand with Mr. Lagerfeld at Valentino’s July 2007 farewell bash in Rome, two months after which he officially retired. Swallowed up by big business, the great fashion houses of Europe are now mass-market franchises with designer names attached to all manner of clothing and accessories.
We watch the preparation and execution of one of Valentino’s final couture shows, based on a desert theme, in which impossibly thin, elegant models dressed in white slink among fake dunes built on what could pass as the set of a ’40s movie musical.
Finally, there is the climactic three-day blowout — an extravaganza worthy of a decadent Roman emperor — commemorating Valentino’s 45th anniversary in fashion. It included a retrospective of his work at the Ara Pacis Museum, a celebrity-packed black-tie ball at the Villa Borghese and a Cirque du Soleil-like spectacle at the Temple of Venus overlooking the Colosseum, illuminated in his signature red, with high-wire ballerinas flying to and fro. Celebration is too mild a word for this obscenely opulent party: the retirement staged as a coronation.
VALENTINO
The Last Emperor
Opens on Wednesday in Manhattan.
Directed by Matt Tyrnauer; director of photography, Tom Hurwitz; edited by Bob Eisenhardt; produced by Matt Kapp and Mr. Tyrnauer; released by Truly Indie. At Film Forum, 209 West Houston Street, west of Avenue of the Americas, South Village. In English, Italian and French, with English subtitles. Running time: 1 hour 36 minutes. This film is not rated.
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