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Saverio... what's to say about him....

He was born to be an actor...

A natural...

The levity of a chiild... the deepness of an old man.

A genius.

I still remember the first time I saw him act... such unforgettable times....

I'd say there's 5 fundamental steps in his career.

The theatrical debut...

Then... the unforgettable season of comedy, Italian style...

Saverio could really do it all...

He could act, sing, dance...

Then came the big, intellectual movies.

We have to organize!

Alone, we are nothing... the owners can do whatever they want.

Either fire us or let us kill each other for an hour extra time.

What a wonderful season...

My son grew up and I was never there... I go out and come back when he's asleep.

It's over now...

1971 was a fundamental year for Saverio.

He was known worldwide, won his first Palme d'Or...

And his wonderful French season was opening in front of him.

Doctor, thanks for calling me... come, Saverio!

I just arrived, haven't met them yet. Yes, I'm very calm...

I took my pills... yes, it's what I been waiting for a long time.

They're my sisters, I know... yes, I'm worth as much as them, I know...

I won't see them again for a long time after these 2 days...

No resistance, whatever happens...

All good, dear? Yes, yes...

Not to mention the Swedish period, the great metaphysical conflicts...

Man in front of his own abyss...

Who am I?

Stephanie! It's me, Solveig!

Solveig! Unbelievable! How are you?

You're beautiful! You were a little girl!

And him? --Come, Saverio... say hello to your Swedish aunt.

Here they are, the actresses daughters! Nice to meet you, Marco Serra... press.

Welcome.

Shall we go? --Yes, this way.

You changed so much!

How long since you last met? --10 years, for dad's funeral.

How sweet... how many do you have?

Two... --Two others... Veronique, from actor Sergè Verroux...

Whom you met while shooting "The Dreamer"...

And Stella, from the director of "The seasons of my life". --The seasons of my life...

Seasons...

A child every movie. --I wouldn't say so... I made almost 40 movies...

37, precisely.

You know everything. --Well, actually my graduate thesis was about your father, so...

If we forget something about our life, we'll ask you.

I wanna know much more about all of you... I'm writing an article.

We gotta be careful what we say, then...

Sweetie... don't you think he looks exactly like his father?

Wait... just look at his eyes...

Just like him when he was shooting "The secret of the coyote".

I was hiding behind that rock, you know? --Really? Let me check...

Look!

There's my foot! --How cute... let me just kiss it...

Cut it out!

I wanted to be with him, so he put me behind the rock...

And told me not to move or speak...

But he didn't tell me they were gonna shoot... I didn't move, but I did wet myself...

He was sadistic... --No, he just wanted to make me happy...

We never saw each other, he was living with his new family in Spain.

You always forgave him anything.

How handsome he was!

Yes...

Let's go, kids!

Grandpa bought this house when he was famous, I spent here all summers, how joyful!

Segunda! --Rita! --Welcome!

My Italian mom! How are you?

How are you? --Good.

Where's you Spanish mom? --There.

Ramona...

Kids, come say hello to your Italian grandma!

Two nephews at once! You changed your hair color...

"Jungle red"... you like it? --Yes! How are you?

Worn out... I always refused to travel without a nanny...

Now, I am the nanny.

Segunda says it's good for me to play grandmother, cause I've never played mother...

She's punishing me... --Me too...

In order to have a unite family, she'd call 'mom' even the American bitch! --Ssshhh...

Have you invited the American bitch too? If so, I'm leaving!

Just the daughter. --You could save it, she wasn't even at the funeral.

After 30 years of cheating, you still... --You never forget the first one!

We did hide under this tree and we'd shake it and pretend it was snowing.

My father never got mad though, he'd say: "My girls play cinema".

How beautiful... mom Rita!

Alfonso, my husband... do you remember him?

Was he the man at the altar with you?

How are you, Alfonso? --Great to be here, you're always beautiful.

He's the son of a diplomat...

This is family, Alfonso... save yourself some hand kissing.

A family, let's say... extended. --Intercontinental.

Still a family though. Saverio! Cristobal!

We been talking about this reunion for over a year... I couldn't take it anymore.

How do you say? --Hi, grandma Rita! --Good!

Thanks kids! --Happens to everyone, Rita...

Not to me... Susanna doesn't want kids.

Where's Susanna? --She's finishing preparing the celebrations.

Susanna is the pillar of the family, she was like a mother to all of us. --That's why she don't want kids now.

Who put this here? --Susanna put in all rooms a photo of Saverio with every daughter.

With every wife too... thankfully it's just you and me or else the house would turn into an harem.

We were shooting "The foreign lover", a nice movie.

We had a lot of fun. --Yes, you sure did...

You were on all papers... skiing in St. Moritz, away in Costa Brava...

I stopped reading newspapers back then.

You started back reading when the American bitch got pregnant though....

You came to Spain...

To comfort you... you were pregnant with Segunda.

All papers talked about you and the American, pregnant at the same time...

Saverio didn't wanna recognize her...

We became friends though, right? --Friends in disgrace...

It wasn't me who took him away from you, it was the French designer, remember?

Remember? That French skunk?

Dressing and undressing him in the trailer...

"He can wear anything, but when I dress him white..." and in the meantime she pulled down his underwear.

Stephanie is like her mother, three kids from three fathers. --Like Saverio as well...

What a beautiful house... he died here, didn't he? --Yes, right on this bed.

And you put me to sleep here?? --I took care of him til the end...

You Italians are great at taking back dying husbands!

I thought you'd like to sleep in his bed...

Look at this photo of dad and me! Look how caring he was, he loved me so much!

Yes, when posing he always looked very caring...

Stop playing miserable, only good memories matter.

Remember my pink teddybear? --Of course... impossible to forget...

I wonder where can it be... Alfonso!

Alfonso, my love! What are you doing?

I'm trying to have a smoke...

Come up, I wanna show you a photo. Saverio, Cristobal! Watch out!

Here we are.

Aunt Susanna and aunt Segunda used to hide here and startle me when I passed by.

They always teamed up against me, I wonder why...

Cause you were the youngest? --No, I'm the second, Segunda is the youngest... which is quite odd...

They teamed up against me cause my mom took dad away from Susanna's mom... keep that in mind.

Morning... who are you?

I'm Alfonso, Segunda's husband. --Oh, hi!

Didn't we meet at the wedding?

You're mistaking me for Susanna, I couldn't come at the wedding.

"Lovers for one night". --Interesting...

Saverio, these are your Spanish cousins, be friends with them.

Where are the others?

Inside. --Ok, let's get on stage then.

Good luck. --Thanks.

And who are you? --Solveig, the last daughter.

Last but not least...

And you are... --Alfonso, Segunda's husband. Want a cigarette? --Thank you but I don't smoke.

You are Alfonso Vasquez Serrano de Ortega...

Winemaker and husband of Segunda, Saverio's third daughter.

Are you into heraldic? --No, I graduated on Saverio Crispo.

Good, get inside... a man in this house is quite rare.

I liked your last movie. --Thanks.

"Your shoes over my heart"... --Actually it's "You walk over my heart"...

It didn't come out in Italy, that's odd... successful French movies usually do.

Stephanie! --Segunda! How long!

I saw you kids outside! --And yours?

I only brought Saverio... the two oldest I left them with the two fathers.

What about the father of this one? --He's from Jamaica. --How exotic...

Who are you? --Solveig... --Darling!

Segunda! --I know!

Solveig! You've grown so much, I didn't recognize you!

Hi, Rita... hi Ramona.

Solveig... you're so pretty!

I saw the reviews on your last show, a new star is born!

Thanks.

Good moning. --Morning... --Nice to meet you.

Are you Solveig's fiancee? --No, I'm Marco Serra.

Then you must be Stefania's fiancee... --It's "Stephanie"... and, no... he's sort of an expert about us...

I understand he's looking to discover new secrets...

It's all been told already... women, wives, daughters...

And what about the doggy? There she is...

Also a female, of course... she used to sleep in his bed.

Then, one day... she just disappeared.

He wanted no more dogs ever since... thankfully...

What have you done, Rita? --You should thank me, Ramona...

He slept in your bed with a some "bitch"... wether Samantha or Stefania...

What you mean "Stefania"? --Yes... that's how he wanted to call her at first....

Bye... don't be in front tomorrow, or my mom will spot you.

Don't worry.

I worry, instead... I worry a lot...

They're all waiting to crucify me! --Who?

My mother, my sisters, Ramona, my father... --Your father?

Yes, I can feel him... telling me I did it all wrong...

Wrong obituary, wrong films, wrong tombstone...

Come on, he used to hate funerals and memorials...

Yes, the others'... but not his own. --Did he tell you this himself?

Yes, before dying he told me:

"They already wrote everything about me, wives, daughters, scandals..."

"You must survey, look out for me..."

You're his "vestal". --Why, you think I'm a virgin? --Not at all...

Ok... ok... not now, they're all there already!

See you tonight. --Yes... NO! We're all girls tonight...

See you tomorrow, then... not in front, I know.

Way back is better! --Don't worry.

Don't worry... don't worry my arse....

You did a great job organizing all this, Susie! --You think?

I'm glad to do it for him. --I don't think he cares where he is now...

What? It's the truth, he's dead.

We have the responsibility to carry his name.

I wish I could have changed name... --Why didn't you do it then? --You would like it, don't you?

It's all so good... did you make it yourself? --No, my mother did.

Her mother, Marta, used to cook for dad.

Marta, of course... rice with potatoes and clams... is her your mother? --Yes.

Unbelievable! How is she?

Good, she's gonna be at the procession. She was very fond of Saverio.

These meatballs are delicious. --Where's Solveig?

Out with Alfonso to buy wine.

Wines round here are indigenous... red berry... --There's so many of them...

But only a few have the "perfect body"...

Body? --Yes, you feel it with the center of your tongue...

...and fills your mouth with its fleshiness...

You say "body" like if it was the body of... --Of women...

Wine is the God of all fluids, of all juices of life...

...of the moist nature... a God... crazy... about women...

I would go now... Segunda just told us to get wine for dinner.

I just can't stand her!

At the funeral she was in front like a diva, but tomorrow will be different!

Why are you so tense, Susie? --I wish it'd be over already... I dream about dad every night.

Segunda... I get the feeling he never really left this house...

Diòs mio.... --He's spying on us... controlling...

But I feel worse if I forget I'm his daughter.

What about Walter? Is he coming? --Ah, Walter!

Of course, he was dad's last editor, he'll come at the projection... not here though, cause mom can't stand him.

After 20, years doesn't she know you two are together? --She knows, but the subject is off-limits.

Susie... calm down! --Yes... let's hold on...

Can we go outside now? Please!

Ok, but stay inside the courtyard and don't climb the balconies!

Got it?

We got the tombstone at 11, then we're off to city hall...

We have to be ready at 10 tops! Let's not be late, ok? Pass the sugar...

How do we dress? Is press gonna be there?

Yes, Ramona... all for you! --I'm old... they forgot about me...

Now there's the young actresses... "Silveg"...

Solveig! --Solveig, Stephanie...

What about the non-acting daughters?

They work too... behind the scenes, but still work. --Is Michelle coming?

I wrote her, she didn't know when she could come.

No big loss... --Mom!

More wine? --No! No!

What's she like? What does she do? Has someone ever seen her?

I did, back in NYC with the Crispo Foundation. --Nice full-time job dad left you...

What about you then? --Unlike you, I had to do it all by myself...

No arguing!

What's Michelle like?

A tiny blonde, face full of piercings, dark glasses, which she never took off... she was into electronic music.

Does she look like dad?

Hard to tell, with all that stuff on her face...

We gotta also consider the tone of the invitation...

Stefania, stop making her the victim... --It's "Stephanie"!

Fine, Saverio recognized her anyway... --And it's an old story!

But not forgotten... --Mom, please!

I know, Segunda... only the happy memories...

But that photo on the papers, him holding his two daughters...

"Saverio, two wives and two daughters." I felt like a sultan's wife.

I'm still the first of the sultan's wives, dear... --That's gotta be good...

I mean... Sultans do have a nice life, don't they?

All about Saverio has been already told, what's new to discover?

His life is an open book... you can believe me, he was like a big brother to me.

Yes, but... about the daughters... I counted them...

Susanna, the first born... Stephanie, the French actress...

Segunda, the housewife... and Solveig, the Swedish actress.

But I'm missing... --The American, the DNA daughter...

Shelley!

Saverio used to say: "My worst movies are the Hollywood ones".

He was right... they darkened his face, put immigrant-like mustache on him...

What times though... how much fun we had...

All American women wanted him... the "latin lover"...

Then, one day, one of them came up holding a baby girl...

Saverio had to pay them for a long time, until she made a DNA test and turned out she really was his daughter.

Saverio always provided for her, but never wanted to meet her.

I'm not coming to pull down your underwear yet.

When we met, Alfonso took me to his winery...

And told me a whole lot of stories about wine.

The "God of moist nature"... --Exactly!

Before we got married, he printed a label just for me...

"Luz de mi vida"... light of my life.

You like it? --Romantic...

Romantic... --You think this is good for tomorrow?

Maybe a bit longer... --Not bad...

They always give me these damn dresses nobody can wear! Help me unzip...

They do it just to make you feel like shit!

Take it, it's yours!

You looked good... --Great...

Thanks.

Plus these shoes really hurt... and this house is distressing me!

Don't say that... dad was happy to have us all here in the summer...

Dine with us... don't you remember?

I only remember I went out all nights. Once I had a nightmare, so I went to him and he said: "Who are you?"

"Who are you"!! And then he got back asleep!

You always dramatize too much... dad was proud of all of us, he always said that.

Imagine what an act we have to put up tomorrow, with all that press...

It's just so grueling! --You could stay home if it's that bad for you.

You'd be happy about that... tell the truth...

No, but... you said it's so nerve-racking for you... that's what she just said, right?

Yes, but I and my therapist agreed that it would be worse if I didn't come.

Cause I'm his daughter too, is that clear? --Yes... --Of course...

How do I look?

YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL!

It's actually better on you.

I only came here twice, but I was too young to remember.

Don't you remember I used to get you bathed?

I cooked for you... cause you really hated the Swedish girl who came along with you.

Who by the way used to fuck the gardener's grandson in the barn.

In every interview they ask me about him and I never know what to answer.

He never lived in Stockholm with us.

When he died, mother put a posy by his picture...

And when she passed by, she said: "Nobody could kiss like he did!"

To the journalists, he used to say: "My Swedish girl is the prettiest of all."

What was he like? --Like you... the most handsome of all!

Egocentric, like all actors... on the set it was only himself.

Lucky him... I have to think of the kids even while working.

He was easy, ironic, strong... he'd eat life!

He made babies and then leave 'em.

Once, on stage, he picked me up and said:

"Susannina... life's a game, don't take it too seriously"...

Just let this light breeze take you...

I got great memories of all my women, bridges I crossed around the world...

Each of them left me the greatest memory, a daughter.

All their names begin with an 'S'... kind of a trademark...

In the end, my daughters are my real women. --What a giant asshole you are, Saverio...

When did you go to the hairdresser? --I did it by myself.

Good job...

How come you and me never ended up together?

We got close to... --When?

When you and Saverio rented that beautiful villa with the swimming pool...

...and he was always away... --Yes, yes... now I do remember...

What's wrong?

Pedro...

What's he doing here?

To ruin our lives, as always!

Now let me thank the person who had the hardest task in all these years...

To collect, save and catalogue everything there is to know about our Saverio.

Director of Crispo Foundation, Susanna Crispo!

Thanks for all you've done.

Who's got the honor?

Well...

The youngest, a great promise who got the talent from dad... Solveig!

Can you see Pedro? --We gotta stop him before he gets interviewed!

He's here waiting for the right moment! --I know...

Saverio was never overwhelmed by success, being on the set was sort of a vacation for him.

Inside, he's always been that small town boy you all used to know.

Simple things, like rice with potatoes and clams, which for him was sort of a religion...

He had it done in Paris too.

They were different times though, so different... --Make it brief, Picci!

Any questions? --Excuse me, I don't have my... Solveig! Solveig!

I have Solveig's name here... they're all mixed up...

Sorry, but... --Susie...

I apologize...

Any questions?

One for the acting daughters... what's it like to take on the same career as your dad?

Personally, I... --My dad is unattainable, he's a beacon.

Damn microphone...

I never dared to compete with him.

I... instead...

One for all daughters... what was Saverio like as a dad?

To me, well... let's say...

...he was the most fascinating man I ever known in my whole life.

When I was a little kid, I used to keep a scrapbook full of pictures of dad with mom...

I 'd cut every picture of them from newspapers.

And...

Most of the time they were away and I could see them only on TV...

And I saw...

...every movie they made...

I'd like to answer, but my microphone...

Let's just talk of him as actor, not of his private life.

One for the wife... --Which one?

Both actually... between Italy and Spain, Saverio went to France and stopped there...

He'd quit cinema for 2 years... --That's when I was born...

Rumors were he was depressed, but Picci's book doesn't mention it.

Saverio was always moody, that's typical of an actor...

Sometimes happy, sometimes depressed... that time he was depressed a little longer...

After the French digression, he went to Spain... --"Digression"...

...where he met Ramona, who cheered him up.

She just passed me the hot potatoe...

Truth is Saverio had always to be in the center of the screen as in the center of life.

Good morning! Good morning!

My name is Pedro Del Rio and I used to work as Saverio's stand-in.

I see many friends here and his whole big family...

Plenty has been written, but I think there's still so much to say about Saverio.

Well, of course... the life of such a man has still many sides to see and discover... other questions?

Why the American daughter isn't here? --She didn't know if she could make it.

Thanks, everyone.

Why are you here? --I didn't wanna be cut off like at the funeral!

Ramona had me locked in the wrong chapel and I had to sleep in there!

Think of what she's been through... the papers, the two daughters, the trial against the American bitch...

She needs some peace...

He talked much more about you, you're the one he truly loved.

Yea... I was the mom...

Rita, for once I also wanna be part of the family...

What do I tell Ramona? She almost passed out when she saw you.

Ok, I'll get you a ticket for the projection. --What about the dinner?

I wanna be in his house. --You already been there, remember? He was still warm when I called you.

You did it on purpose so I wouldn't have talked.

You think I cry on command? I'm not an actress... I don't know any of those tricks.

Rita did it on purpose, like she used to... the "French digression", the "daughter of a costume designer"...

That's what your mother is though...

You hate me and for the same reason! --How dramatic you are!

I let Solveig talk and uncover the plaque only because she's the youngest...

At the funeral nobody talked to her, you were the diva talking to the press... while I talked to mortuary people.

You hate me cause my mom took Saverio away from yours!

Yes, right... --Stop it, please... it's supposed to be a celebration...

We're sisters, we spent every summer together here... ok?

He brought you on the set all the times... me, never! --You were so glitchy...

I'd acted glitchy so he'd pick me up and I could smell his perfume.

"Eau Sauvage de Dior"... dad's scent.

I bought it for Alfonso... a man... I mean, a perfume like that they don't make it anymore.

Who was that Spanish man who stood up at the end?

I think I saw him already... makes me think of the pink teddybear.

What? --The teddybear?

Don't know why, but when he stood up I thought of that bear right away.

Anyway, watch out for that journalist, Marco Serra... he's looking for news all the time.

What you mean? What's he after?

Anything... news about Shelley or why Segunda is named like that although she's the third one...

You know it then!! --NO!

You know it...

So, rice with potatoes and clams was his favorite? --Of course, it's also in my book...

And it's confirmed by Serughetti. --I know what he'd put in his stomach...

He'd sell his own mother for a potatoes tortilla!

Good to know, I'll put that in the update.

Excuse us a second.

What did the cowboy say then? --That for once he wanna be a part of the family...

And that he wants to come to the projection. --And you believed him?

He's a liar... a madman who jumps from horses and bikes...

I even let him into our house back in Spain!

He told me at the funeral you locked him into a chapel...

Yes, but it belonged to a respectable family, more than enough for him!

But now he's here and wants to come to the projection... we can't tie him up and lock him in the basement!

No, we can't... --So?

Let's kill him! --Yes... of course...

Look at him talking to everybody! He can't wait to be back in the spotlight!

You think so? --Sure! --Sure? --Sure!

What you mean by "there's still so much to know about him"... --Ssshhh...

I promised Rita I would be good and behave...

Walter?

Susanna... --What are you doing here?

I stay in the back, as you said. --Good... are you eating?

Yes... rice with taters and clams... Saverio's favorite.

Put this down, he wouldn't eat this anyway... you gotta help me! --What's wrong?

Marco Serra is asking questions about the family... --Who's Marco Serra?

A local journalist... who's he talking to now?

Pedro... always looking for trouble... --You know him then? --Yes...

Don't eat... what you mean "looking for trouble"? --Don't worry, I'll handle that.

Stuntmen love to take risks.

Pedro "the cowboy"! --Ola! Walter the editor!

Always in great shape, huh? --Marco Serra, nice to meet you. --Walter Sabatini.

I'll never forgive you. --What?

I made such a long horse ride and you only put on a Saverio's close.up. --I execute orders, it's always the director's fault.

You all say the same thing...

Shall we go for a walk? --This young man was asking me about Saverio, whether he could ride a horse...

I was saying it was me who taught him to ride a horse and to shoot...

...and many other things... --That's what I'm interested in...

Many other things, maybe too many... let's go get some air.

Come... --Walter, I'm so happy to see you again!

I wish they were all dead, doctor... or at least miles away from me!

I gotta stay calm, ok... no resistance, no matter what, ok!

Stephanie, what happened? --Do you know why Segunda is named like that, though I am the second one?

Cause she's really the second one? --No, it's because my mom was just a "digression"... she's the true second daughter...

I am nothing... an accident while my mother was undressing him in the trailer...

That's why it all went wrong for me, why I always felt like a shit, cause I'm his illegitimate daughter.

Wasn't that Shelley?

She had the DNA test at least... I wish I had one too!

You have your Saverio... --Yes, Saverio...

I believe many have "walked on your heart"...

All actors... stars, co-stars and a few extras too.

You surprised everyone, popping up like that... --Oh, well...

Hey! Whose gun is that? --Mine!

Hand it over... I'm keeping it, so you won't fight.

He'll give it back... he likes to joke around.

You've always liked guns, huh?

So, Walter... still with the first daughter? --Ssshhh!

Still clandestine?? --Yes and it's your fault too... yours and Saverio's.

A clandestine love can be very exciting, you know...

I'm not a stuntman, I'm an editor...

After 25 years of clandestinity, what I'd really like is a public kiss, just like husband and wife...

...we are not... I am not!

She's so kind with everyone, so happy... --But I am not happy!

Solveig... the first time I saw you, I realized I got the wrong sister...

I love my sister... --Me too! We have a love in common!

How can this be happening on the 10th year of dad's death? --It's his fault!

What are you doing??

Pedro, wait! Where are you going?

Where were you? We gotta take the picture.

Have you seen Alfonso? --No... I don't know... haven't seen him.

I was out for a smoke but I changed my mind... cause if you start, you don't go back...

...from smoking, I mean!

What's happening?

Pedro!

Where's the photographer? --I caught him but he punched me and disappeared.

Who are you? --I spent my life chasing and beating Saverio's paparazzi.

Pedro, please... a clean job.

Amigo... give me that camera.

Mom, who is that Pedro? --The lady in pink, one step forward, please.

One of the many stuntmen... they always think they know something about your father.

Segunda says he reminds her of the pink teddybear.

Holy mother! The pink bear!

Now with the husbands. --What husbands?

We have one! Alfonso!

Alfonso, what happened! --I slipped... --Where? --There...

But you're bleeding! --Yes, I took a hard hit...

Solveig... I feel a strong attraction to you... so strong it's useless to fight it.

It's like... when you smoke your first cigarette...

And you like it so much that...

You gotta have another one right away. --I don't smoke...

Alfonso, let's not forget she's my sister...

From two different mothers! --But the same father!

Also, I don't like it here... my Swedish nanny used to meet the gardener right here.

Traditions are important, love...

Wait... wait...

Nothing happened between us... and nothing will!

Where shall I put the fruit plates? --Right there, then fold the napkins ,please.

Pedro is coming to the projection then. --No one will notice him...

Let's go get dressed and forget about him.

Let's go.

Excuse me... --Yes?

Actually, my mother told me that Saverio's favorite wasn't rice with potatoes and clams... it was broad beans purée.

Your mother? --Yes, she worked here for many years.

What's your name? --Saveria.

Looks like we missed one... --No, she's got a father, right?

Actually I've never met him...

Let's get this over quick, Rita... or we gonna have to put up a finishing school.

What's this story about the pink bear? --That piece of shit was out with he baby and had a meeting with Pedro at the carnival...

Segunda came back with that teddybear, which Pedro had won at the shooting stand.

He could do anything with guns.

I asked: "Who gave you that?" "Dad's friend" she said.

I grabbed it from her hands and tore it into pieces.

He shouldn't have taken my daughter at their meetings...

You knew the truth when you married him, the news was out already.

Why did you do it anyway?

Cause I was a fool!

With women, I was always alert... but with the horseman...

One morning I woke up and the bed was empty...

We came back late the night before and I was more than hazy...

I went out in the garden...

And I saw them...

By the side of the pool, swimsuits on like two kids...

Smiling at each other...

Pedro...

Had a hand on his shoulder...

Then everything was clear to me.

SAVERIO, RAMONA AND THEIR DAUGHTER SEGUNDA.

THE WEDDING DISPROVES THE GAY RUMORS ABOUT THE ITALIAN LATIN LOVER.

It's your fault anyway. --What?

When he got sick, who was hiding you when you secretly met? --Can't remember...

Me, that's who! Rita never forgave me for that...

Really? --Yes, really...

He came to me when he couldn't stand no more women, family, kids... he'd call me...

"Pedro, I get the fish and come over... you'll make 'Chupa'" --Chupa?

The fish soup like his mom used to make.

You knew how to make it...

At first I got it wrong... he'd say: "First you put cuttlefish and squid, then redfish!"

Of course, the hard ones first... --I know!

He ate the fish and then scooped up the soup with bread.

And then...

I used to massage the back of his head...

Alright... now, wait... excuse me...

And he fell asleep like a baby! --Wait...

I'd cover him with a blanket... --Wait a moment... Susanna is calling me...

Susanna! Walter... I...

I won't live through this day... I can't! --What happened?

"What happened" you say? Yes, what got you so upset?

I don't know how to tell you... --Just tell me.

On the phone?? --Of course.

No... where are you? --I'm with Pedro.

With who?? --Pedro... talking about good old days...

Good old days... with Pedro...

Yes, we have so many memories in common...

Susie?

Susanna?

Are you there?

Susana, are you still there?

Hello?

You're beautiful!

Where's your mom? Aren't you dressing up? --She didn't bring other clothes...

Aunt Segunda will dress you up good... let's see...

You like this? --Yes.

Beautiful!

Solveig...

No... no... what are you doing? Are you crazy?

We can't... --Yes, we can...

You can't be here!

Why?

I'm naked!

I'm getting dressed.

We have to be at dad's projection...

Dad...

I'm not that old...

Look how handsome he is!

What have you done? --He wanted to be dressed up like anyone else...

You didn't bring clothes...

I brought everything he needs, I just don't dress him like a clown...

Hey... I was doing him a favor...

You just look after your kids and your husband especially! Hey... I was doing him a favor...

You just look after your kids and your husband especially!

How the hell you take this off??

Kids, get out! You too, Saverio! Out!

What do you mean? --What I said... look after your own family...

What's it got to do with my husband?

You're always playing the perfect wife... "only happy memories"... all these fairytales about sisters...

Some sisters...

Some sisters?

Alfonso? What you mean?

I didn't wanna bring this up but... all our lives are pretty much messed up...

So when you play the "perfect one" it's kinda annoying...

Now you're even dressing up my kid...

Solveig...

I'm not sure... maybe I got it wrong...

Susanna!

I don't know if what I saw is real or an hallucination! --What?

Tell me it isn't true! --What?? --Alfonso with Solveig!

Where?? --In that room!

No, it's not real! It's not...

You're fucking my sister at my dad's commemoration??

Calm down, Segunda...

What's going on? --Stephanie told me! She saw you!

You're hallucinating, Segunda! --I just saw you! Get lost!

Go away!

How could you?? My own sister!!

I didn't mean to... I'm Swedish... --What the hell it's supposed to mean??

Maybe what she mens is that up there is no big deal...

No, he got me to drink... locked me in the shed and then sneaked into my room...

Men don't stop for nothing, your dad would have done the same...

That's not the way to cheer up someone... however, not all men are like dad... thank God...

Nice move, Stefania... nice move...

My name is Stephanie and I'm French, did you forget? --No, never!

Not since the telegram... "Not coming back, I like the Seine air". Susanna was just 10...

At dad's celebration... in front of the kids...

Celebration for dad.... we'd better destroy everything instead!

What you mean, Susanna? --Mom, please, just look at us!

Look how messed up we are! None of us has a decent life!

And we are here, still looking to please him after he's dead! Come on!

We're ready to steal from each other... the part, the men, the name!

Because we all have in our minds the idea of the great man! The great father!

He was a great actor, who made all women dream...

And he didn't even like 'em in the first place...

He liked 'em a lot, Susanna...

Women and men, both... as long as they loved him.

Ramona... the hair... --What?

I take it off whenever I can, it feels like a dead rat over my head.

How many wigs they made us wear, Rita,, when we were acting...

One more.. one less...

You need to grow up, all of you. Bette Davis said: "Without a man, you're not a woman"...

Me... with no hair... with no man...

I finally feel...

Myself.

Tonight we're celebrating your dad, Segunda...

Tomorrow you'll think about the father of your kids.

What you mean by "he liked both men and women"? Is that some Italian turn of phrase?

Yes, a turn of phrase... Ramona, tell the story about the teddybear.

My pink teddybear?

Your father had many women... and just one man...

Is that a joke? --No, it's not a joke, it's dad in bed with the stuntman.

Susanna! --Isn't the truth?

Come on, who'd believe it?

They said that about all great actors... Marlon Brando, Cary Grant...

James dean, Montgomery Clift...

Errol Flynn... --Also... uhm... Rock Hudson...

Rodolfo Valentino too...

Too many women... he'd probably need some fresh air...

My dad's friend at the carnival... my dad, my husband... it's too much!

He wanted to have a boy so badly... in the end, one way or another...

Let's look at the bright side, we won't have ti put up with another daughter this way.

Of course...

Where are you going? --Away!

Away from this insane family! From husbands and fathers! Don't touch me!

Let me just explain... --What's to explain??

How many women?? How much "fresh air"??

And please, Alfonso... how many men?? --Men??

Please! How many men??

Damn shitty luxury car! Can't even get it started!

Goddammit!

I killed him!

Hello, doctor... am I bothering you?

I just wanted to say everything that could happen, it did...

I don't know what to expect next... I feel much better anyway...

I realized I'm worth too and my life isn't that messed up after all...

My sisters on the other hand are truly in a mess, I'm worried about 'em.

Hand over that bottle, will you?

How is he? --I may have broke his arm...

I could have killed him... --You could have...

The one man we had...

What did I tell you the night before the wedding? --Cut it out, mom... please.

What's that you told her?

He kissed very passionately the hand of the woman who was sewing her wedding dress...

But when one just refuses to see things...

We too refused to see things, Ramona...

You're no longer allowed to give us life lessons. --Exactly!

How could you not figure it out?

He came for lunch, dinner, breakfast... and I thought: "what a funny and charming young man!"

You could have left him after the article came out though, I left three myself...

When you're successful and happy, newspapers are always looking to crush you...

"It's just malice" I thought...

We were young... we loved each other...

How did he use to hold you? How did he kiss you in movies?

My mother will die if I tell her this.

It took me 30 years to get me to believe...

We had a wonderful man inside our minds...

We loved to be near him, smell his perfume... Eau de Sauvage...

And you think you can change him... that he'll be different with you...

One night I just...

I destroyed my life, just like that... mine and Susanna's...

What? My what?

Nothing, you weren't even born yet...

Stop drinking, mom... --Leave me alone!

I wanna tell a story I never told anyone, so shut up!

I was madly in love with your father but he wouldn't get married...

I was still an actress, in theaters mostly, always traveling around Italy...

When I got home at night I was always on the phone just to know what he had done, who did he meet...

Whether he'd been unfaithful... and I cried and wept... it was hell...

And I couldn't notice the looks the head-comedian gave me...

Rita... you were the most pretty and promising actress of your generation.

Yes... we're all so generous at this age...

Anyway, one night the head-comedian asked me out for dinner...

And I went on and on about Saverio... how he made me weep, how he was unfaithful...

You were being foolish, Rita... --If I wasn't, I'd changed my life that night...

At least, you two fucked that night?

Guess what...

Take a guess!

Three, four, five times... --Wow!

It was great!

Then one night, while we were in my bed...

"Rrrinnnggg!" --Was it dad?

Yes, it was dad... exactly...

He couldn't find me and he was mad jealous!

He asked me to marry him right away!

8 or 9 months later you were born.

8 or 9?

8 or 9, what matters? The head-comedian was also a fine, tall, nice actor...

We had so much fun in the dressing rooms, you can't imagine...

God, what times...

What you gonna do... it's all over and gone...

You... you... are the head-comedian's daughter!

She said she doesn't know if it's 8 or 9 months...

Who knows? Who could tell?

Mom, Ramona... are there any more turns of events?

If so, stop the projection cause I don't wanna hear them!

The projection! It'll be over by now!

Let's go!

And don't you dare do this again in 10 years!

Cinema got so boring lately, don't you think?

Stories used to come up by accident once, from a chat with a friend...

Are they gonna show up?

We lived through a beautiful, unforgettable season, but now it's over...

We gotta shut this guy up! He's been hassling us with his memories for 30 years now!

His family should come soon... the women he loved so much...

I'll handle this... excuse me!

Excuse me for a moment... just to shake things up here...

It's getting a little boring, you know...

Thanks, now you can have some rest...

Please... that way, thank you.

Who am I... you may wonder...

I'm no relative, but once...

The great Saverio Crispo cried on this very shoulder.

Poor man... poor man...

He didn't get the applause he was expecting... "I'll cry a bit, Pedrito... then I'll be better."

What's he doing up there?? --You weren't coming, so...

Start the projection! --Are you ok?

We started a mutiny!

Acting is a strange job...

I sit here...

It mixes with real life and confounds it...

I too wanted to be an actor once... "To be an actor, you mustn't know who you really are"...

With Saverio, you never knew who was standing in front of you...

Today is a beautiful day...

I spent my life playing him... that's actually me!

From far away, in action scenes...

Here I got burned by a mortar shot.

The shells we were using wouldn't kill you... but they would burn you bad...

Same old showoff... --We became friends after the first movie...

As you can see... --"Friends! We must fight!" ...it's tough to forget...

He made me suffer... but I'd do it al again.

I have it printed all over my body.

"I wish you were all hanging!" ... that hack...

"Son of a bitch"...

"Cuckold"...

You made us cry, Saverio...

...and laugh...

...and also dream...

Who were you?

You couldn't sleep alone...

"I open my shirt and women come"... --Women...

"Love me!"

"In my fire, your ice will melt!"

"Just undress"... --Women...

Once you told me... "I never thought much about women..."

"I never really understood them, I just do what they expect me to do..."

"But why do they think so much about me?"

"You wander through unknown shores looking for one thalamus..."

"How bitter is the taste of your absence."

Saverio couldn't stand celebrations.

He didn't attend funerals, nor weddings.

But if he was here tonight... looking at each one of you...

You're so beautiful...

He'd certainly think...

"What have I missed..."

You have plenty to write about, now. --Well, yes...

I'll write about how great cinema used to be, no doubt about that...

It was easier to tell stories though... men were men, women were women... the good, the villain...

At least, that's how it looked...

Something was missing though...

Many off-set details...

And many interesting characters too.

I feel like a young girl tonight. --But you are a young girl!

With 3 kids and 3 husbands... --See? So young and you've done so much...

It's never enough... affection, recognition... you're always begging for something else...

From men, from women... always in need for a new baby to hold...

Then the baby grows up and you end up holding nothing.

Now enough with having babies or seducing men...

Really?

You had to figure it out this very night?

Who wanna try? --ME! ME! --Calm down!

Cristobal, come here.

Stay still, like this... now take it and spin it around your finger.

Perfect, it took much longer to your grandpa.

Saverio, your turn.

Good, take it with the finger, this one... then spin it.

No problem! Try again!

Let's not kid ourselves, Alfonso... things have never worked between us.

I wanted an handsome man, didn't mind if he was an idiot. --I'm an idiot then...

You bet you are! You think I didn't know you screwed them all with the excuse of the wine?

You were handsome and that was enough for me.

And now... --Not anymore, I realized that handsome men...

Keep that ice on!

So... now what?

Now nothing. I enjoyed you taking me to the altar, introducing you to my friends, buy you stuff...

Not anymore though. I don't regret it cause the kids are handsome as you are...

But now I need a real man, Alfonso... a real one!

Susanna, I'm sorry I never told you... I've actually always known, that's why your mother couldn't stand me...

Dad, mom, the head-comedian... all gone... --Head-comedian?

It's all gone now... hi, mom! Say hello to my fiancee!

You gonna enjoy me tonight!

I think Pedro did upset you a bit... --What Pedro? What Saverio? Was he my father after all?

Of course he was! --I don't know... only the mother always knows!

There's nothing left to discover about Saverio...

Plenty about me though...

You'll be my discoverer.

What do I have to do? --Forget about whose daughter I am... edit a new scene with you and me in it...

And cut out the memories, the speeches, the celebrations, the plaques...

...and the scenes with too many words.

Shelley?

Shelley, Susanna...

What time is the celebration? --Actually it was yesterday...

Oh, God...

Yesterday?

In America, no one knows who Saverio Crispo is anymore.

Really? --Yes.

I was interviewed about my latest album...

You did an album? --Actually three. --Ah, amazing...

This one, with Italian-American songs, sold very good...

In the face of Saverio and the check he used to send us.

Shelley, there's something I'd like to tell you...

Saverio, before dying, told me he was very sorry he never got to meet you... I thought you should know.

Thanks, but... we actually met once.

Really? --Yes.

Where?

In Venice, at the Festival.

I went cause I knew they 'd show one of his movies and he was there promoting.

I looked for him a while, then I found him in the hotel hall with a man.

Without telling him who I was, I just sat at the table with them.

Saverio kept looking at me and so I thought....

"He'll recognize me, now."

Instead, one thing led to another and we ended up in his bedroom.

Excuse me... --That's ok...

What a room that was... full of white roses...

...an enormous bar and an amazing view on the lagoon.

While I was there, looking for San Marco's steeple...

I suddenly felt his hand on my butt.

He didn't recognize me at all... he was about to do me instead!

The idea came to me that... it was kind of a way to have him...

What did you do then?

Nothing.

In the end I didn't wanna take advantage of him like my mother did.

Also... he was too old!

Excuse me...

I'm here to pick up the actresses... --Yes, we're almost ready.

I couldn't sleep, I don't know why it happened...

He wasn't even my type at all, believe me!

Then when he came closer I felt confused... his smell was kinda stunning me...

Forgive me!

"Eau Sauvage", dad's perfume... I bought him the wrong perfume!

That's what it was then!

The perfume doesn't justify you at all!

Come, Saverio! Can I sit in front this time? --Absolutely...

Don't forget to write me.

Segunda... no second thoughts, ok? Look at me!

See you at the next funeral...

Count me out!

Ramona, my friend... thanks for everything.

You can't drive, I will. --I'm fine... --No, get back with the kids!

With the kids? --Yes, so you'll keep 'em quiet.

This is insane...

I left the "dead rat" in his room... I no longer ned it.

What do I do with the dead rat? --Leave it there, a souvenir of mine for him.

You're crazy... bye, Ramona... bye, kids... have a nice trip!

Seat belts!

What about your... fiancee?

Walter? He's asleep...

Mom... you can't imagine how much fun we had last night in the bedroom...

YOU'LL BE BACK TO ME...

...CAUSE YOU'RE THE ONLY DREAM IN MY HEART...

YOU'LL BE BACK CAUSE WITHOUT YOUR KISSES I CAN'T LIVE...

TIME GOES BY AND WHERE ARE YOU... WITH WHOM...

YOU DON'T THINK OF US BUT I KNOW THAT TO ME...

YOU'LL COME BACK.

NIGHT AND DAYS... YOUARE NOT HERE...

CLOSE TO ME... INSIDE MY DREAMS...

TELL ME WHEN YOU'LL BE BACK!

TO VIRNA

SUBTITLES BY BARISHNIKOV@KICKASS