Original subtitles

Franco CASATI, Sergio MARTINELLI and present

a film by Sergio NASCA

Stefania SANDRELLI

Robert POWELL

The PROCLAMATION

starring: Sonia PETROVNA

Florence GUERIN

Lauren TERZIEFF

Teresa ANN SAVOY

Roberto ALPI

Cesare BARBETTI

Eva GRIMALDI

Fiorenzo of MARCHEGIANI

and Paolo Bonacelli was

Think that will happen this time?

Edgar will not have time to pull out the sword.

I was first in College, so...

What is the reason for the duel?

I hope that's not your wife intrigues with the Prince Sciarra.

Otherwise, you'd have to fight with half of Rome.

the plot of Sergio NASCA

the script Piero CHIARA, Fabio DE Agostini, Sergio NASCA

the Director, Sergio NASCA

Hi! Have you been waiting long, Yes?

- Here I am! I came. - Finally!

I apologize for the delay, but when you go with a woman like Olga...

Invite a reporter, he rolled out with Olga...

That's not a duel, and at social meeting.

Still late for a quarter of an hour!

Edgar asked me and Rodolfo to be his seconds.

We told him he already promised you.

But really, your fight is so serious?

You know the rules: when the first drop of blood the fight is over.

But first I would like to know are you ready for a reconciliation.

- And you? No!

Greetings!

Ready.

Together!

Incredible!

Nothing serious. Just a scratch.

Now, when the play is over, don't want to go in our carriage?

No, I'll be back with Olga.

The better!

No, I myself! Express!

It was my first ever duel. It turns out that it's so easy.

No offense?

No... All right.

- While! - While!

In College you were the first in fencing.

Seems like it was the last!

He was just lucky He doesn't even know how to hold a sword.

Look...

The blood is still flowing.

Sorry that I'm not hurt in other parts of the body.

Shut up and follow me!

I adore you.

For what you...

...so unpredictable.

Can't imagine life without you.

But it is time for you to begin to imagine it.

The truth is that we meet for the last time.

I'm going to marry Gigi. You know him.

This is too much!

He's a total mediocrity!

And why did you decide to marry him? Tell me, please!

He is kind and rich. These two reasons are not enough?

Getting married for his money.

Gabriele! You're telling me!?

There was once a sheep, which everyone was shouting: "Be-e-e", but "Be-e-e"!

Be-e-e! Be-e-e!

And there was the dog that did it: "woof! Woof!"

Wow! Wow!

And there was the cat who said...

Meow! Meow! Meow! Meow!

Mary, I beg you!

Well, all of you! Go with the nanny. Daddy works.

Did you finish that piece for the Tribune? It needs to pick up today.

I know. But not yet reported.

She slowly started to undress, her gestures were slow and languid...

...and only occasionally decisive.

She takes off his fine silk stockings...

...then unties the ribbon at the shoulders...

...which holds the last remnants of clothing.

The dress slid down along the curves of her body...

...casually caressing...

...elastic her hips.

I think it is very beautiful.

Do you want to update intimate wardrobe in his description of the Roman ladies?

I teach them to undress. Let them learn to dress themselves.

If you despise our generosity to such an extent...

...then why marry me? And why so frequent the salons?

Don't you think it's inconsistent?

Of course! But inconsistency is the prerogative of genius!

So I'm claiming it.

Thanks for the compliment!

Well... forgive me, but...

You - is another matter.

You're my wife.

When the mailman comes from the "Podium"...

...tell him I'll bring a piece. I have yet to speak to the Prince Scarrow.

You don't want to ask him about the money?

If you don't want to.

Take a look! Do you know him?

It's the poet Gabriele D'annunzio!

You saw how he looked at me?

You know the poet D'annunzio?

Yes, he spoke ill about my exhibition of paintings.

- Such an idiot! - Most importantly, that you know!

Get Up, Elvira! Well, come on!

Good evening, Mr. D'annunzio!

I wanted to invite you to another view that I'm throwing in Margutta.

This will give you a new opportunity to talk shit about my paintings.

Surely I'll be!

And maybe this time my views will change.

I want to introduce you to the count Giuseppe Primoli.

I - Antonio De Reina. It - miss Elvira Leoni.

And miss Victoria Fanny.

If you want to Express your opinion about the concert we just listened to?

I was more fascinated by what they see than music.

Painting will have to find new ways.

Today the faithful representation of reality and, therefore, about the truth...

...gives only picture.

I would like to have your picture!

Well, if this is true, then here's the address of my Studio.

With this interesting object, I can assure you...

...you can achieve amazing results.

I don't believe a word of what you said.

You have a reputation for libertine...

...and what you write only confirms it

What I write?

Yes!

I read "Intermezzo", but very briefly, because...

Because they considered it indecent.

"I leaned to her mouth...

...from which he drank as from a Cup.

...and felt the growth of her Breasts...

...under the trembling of his fingers.

Like fleshy flowers..."

If you know the lyrics by heart, then surely read it very fluently!

I'm sorry, but is it accurate to describe such intimate details of a woman...

...with the sole purpose to sell them?

You are absolutely right.

First, because it is the imagination, and then, the art...

...it is the food which is given to our soul.

Second, because the protagonist in the masterpiece...

...becomes immortal.

And third, because the artists never shy...

...of their experiences, but exploited them.

And finally...

...because I married this woman.

Currently I live with my mom... because...

Because my husband and I decided we some time need to be apart.

I need some time alone.

Well, to sort of "restore sentimentality".

Honestly Villa is beautiful.

I didn't even know that.

Please don't look at me like that!

You make me embarrassed.

I'm sorry, but beauty and created to be admired.

Now you made me feel important.

Well...

I admire your kindness, your beauty...

...your femininity.

But it's very strange when the man talking to a woman...

...and never said...

..."I admire your mind."

Maybe because the mind is considered a male prerogative.

At the time, as it is for a woman... love... devotion...

...the understanding... the tenderness...

Leave men their cold intelligence.

And as a poet may define love?

It is unlikely I would be able to explain it.

Love is life itself! Breath! Suffering!

Let's see how those two are suffering right this minute!

Give me a hand. I want to read your fortune.

So...

You have the artistic temperament. You have a passion for music.

And if we had met at the races...

...you would say that I have a passion for horses? Don't!

You play a musical instrument.

I admit that you could not know! Continue.

On the piano. And playing well.

But how? Continue!

Now let's see what you have in love.

Love you have.

Only disappointment and bitterness.

No, stop! Enough of this!

I'll tell you about the rest...

...next time we meet.

I don't think it would be correct.

I'm a married woman.

Today under your Windows will stop the carriage...

...and will stand there...

...while you're down there.

He's still standing there? Yes.

Of course, there's some mystery.

This coach is under the Windows for a few days.

Isn't it time we call the police?

Why?

What's wrong with that?

If you ask me, there is something sinister in this carriage.

Rodolfo! Sorry, I'm late! Welcome, Gabriele!

- Edgar! - Gabriele!

I reconciled the two artists...

...for Roman painting and literature!

Sorry again for the wound on your arm!

- Can I kiss your wife? - Treat!

Go! Let's leave them alone.

Well, D'artagnan? What literary scandal, we are now preparing?

Poetry or in prose?

I confess that at present my imagination...

...scandalously Napping.

For work it is absolutely negative fact!

You just need to have a little fun or...

...inspired!

Donna Maria, please help me to convince Paolo...

...to fulfill his new romance.

At the Countess maniacal passion for singing.

I'll try. - I hope it's a short little thing!

And probably a little sad.

You know our Olga left the newspaper?

She is getting married. And went to Naples.

The bride with an inheritance.

With her husband as an accessory.

Great! Honest and positive!

Marriage of convenience - that's the only reliable chance of success!

Let's hope it's true!

Poor thing, applause!

Paolo, can I talk to you? - Of course! Let's move on.

I just don't want to I was again forced to play!

Listen, last night, at the concert, I met a woman.

There was not one... And what?

I fell in love!

Well, women, fabulous, sweet, full of promise, and charming...

I know this verse by heart. But why are you telling me this?

You think I'd be interested?

Possible.

I want to rent an apartment and I need the money. You don't pay?

You can't imagine how much even the most modest of the apartments!

Since you are asking money from me, I think I will soon find out.

- Well, well. Come tomorrow to the Conservatory. - Thank you!

Look... you can't tell anyone?

For me-you don't have to worry. Most importantly, do not start to shout it from the roof of the house!

Oh, I forgot!

I have taken the liberty to order on your behalf, a case of champagne.

What else can you drink in this heat?

It is very cruel to force the poor coachman...

...stuck so many days under my window.

You started to press on my sense of pity.

Gain of this two people: myself and the coachman.

You had to bring it with you. You gave me the word!

Not only that, you insensitive, so you're a liar.

Only someone who is lying knows the truth.

You, poets, are hard to defend themselves.

You can turn in the dignity of even the worst disadvantages.

How indecent!

To see this act...

...which is the basis of life...

...and are supposed to bring joy...

No.

These images created by the great artist.

They Express the confusion of feelings.

Beauty is never indecent.

Condemn it out of fear.

Ever since I saw you for the first time...

...I want to make you into the arms.

I'm so sorry!

You see...

...my relationship with my husband was miserable...

...from the first time.

So I got in and left...

...something like fear, disgust even.

Perhaps this is an unconscious feeling, because, as you can see, I'm here.

I don't even understand...

...what makes me say such nonsense.

Every meeting is important to your rebirth.

Check all the memories...

The past with all its memories, good or bad...

...doesn't matter anymore.

And you are not Elvira. No more!

I call you a different name.

Now you Barbara.

Barbara knows nothing about love.

Absolutely nothing!

But she wants to learn.

Love is not just an animal a combination of the organs of the body.

It's not just instinct.

Love can be seen.

It is possible to touch.

And hear the voice of another.

And these weasels... Such a sweet thing to die for...

In search of pleasure, at any price, which is only possible...

...use...

...every source of his imagination.

Love...

...recantation, Barbara.

Freed from the shackles of reality.

And focus...

...solely on your feelings.

And I will continue...

...only kisses...

...and light caresses...

...that's enough...

Yeah... - ...yet...

...until you forget and don't overcome your fear.

This papal throne.

He then used when I visited the Holy Father.

Unfortunately, this has not happened for quite a while.

Come On, D'annunzio.

Please, have a seat!

Always inspirational, always alive?

Inspiration is my life.

Otherwise I can not think.

A cigar?

Thank you!

I see you have something you brought with you?

Reflections on the crimes of love.

This is for the paper.

"One lone woman facing a death wish...

...far the worst of evils, than a whole regiment of satyrs...

Ideal, and, therefore, the indulgence of love...

...serves her young friend, whose hand was so gentle and knew how...

...that gives her pleasure in her eyes brings a desire to the level of the law."

Well written!

Although he writes and tasty for sure, but in mania it is something infantile.

Great! I foresee another success.

Well, well... How's my cousin?

At the moment - well.

Although, secret and regrets that he signed the marriage contract...

...for love, not more...

...noble reasons.

I need to talk to her?

Frankly, the city is, unfortunately, ruined me.

- Really? - Well, you see, by nature I...

...feel almost instinctive, obsessive passion for luxuries.

- It happens. - The value of...

...aestheticism that feeds my soul, makes me...

...an overwhelming desire to surround himself with beautiful things.

And I need to write to live.

Thus, for the sake of you and get into debt.

Every usurer in Rome of the special account.

It's not a secret.

Due to circumstances...

...that you already know, I need...

...a donation...

...without which my wife and I will have to leave.

Understand.

We'll set it up correctly.

Well, you -- you write!

And please send my regards to Maria.

And I bring greetings from her. And thanks!

Cat's paws softer curves...

...rise to the beat of my fingers, the music...

...similar to the music finest lire.

And teeth, prakusya lips easily...

...mouth filled with blood from the wound...

...while I lick your sweetness.

Gabriel?

Sent from Prince Sciarra. Your bills.

He had redeemed them. As a gift. A beautiful gesture!

Instead of paying my salary, he prefers to do what he calls...

...charity! This is charity.

You think that's charity? And the figures you saw?

It's not in numbers, but in style!

It is not always possible to try on your sense of style on the other.

I know! But I'm a journalist...

...and I perceive a kind of court jester!

But at what yard?

Rome is a dual city.

On the one hand, we have the king...

...which is limited to the Quirinale, just not to offend the feelings of the Pope.

On the other hand, we have overthrown the king, locked up in the Vatican.

And between the Tevere, the Tiber our light...

...received its name because of this mass...

...floating excrement.

Rome!

What a gigantic mistake!

My dear! Your resentment is quite typical of provincial.

You're still not convinced that aristocrats...

...above the General rules of conduct?

But to spend a little more respect.

- Respect!? Yes, exactly.

I was eight months pregnant.

...and so even the slightest deviation on your part is absolutely unforgivable...

though it's not new.

I even urge you to use art that you do not know...

...the art of prudence.

I'm helpless before you!

When you become angry, in your eyes there is a glow...

...a light, Golden flame, which flickers between the lashes.

No, Gabriel! I'm asking you! Spare me...

Try to learn what it is now absolutely not necessary.

Now, when it became publicly known your story.

...with the lady Leonie.

- With who? Oh, don't be hypocrite!

Not only do you have the joke with the poor fellow-coachman...

...over which I laughed half of Rome...

I'm always on your mind!

I have become a victim of all sorts of gossip...

...and innuendo!

But what about those letters to so-called "Barbara"?

They also - just an insinuation?

I swear to you that this is not something important!

Trust me!

I can assure you...

Forgive me!

Well, of course I forgive you.

Let's forgive each other.

Well, well!

With Rodolfo we finished planning the cruise.

To go to have.

But, if you want, I'll stay with you.

No... No! Well, what do you think, dear?

Quietly go. In the end, it is the work!

Where do you find inspiration?

Well, of course!

LADY CLARA

This woman is really charming.

With you, it is not the first time!

Yes, of course...

But this time, it's quite different.

It is much more difficult. Like two women in one.

She is filled with sweetness but it's like you raped her.

And therefore feel guilty.

And when you offer yourself...

...it absorbs you completely.

She is like a virgin whore.

And who are you more fascinated by the virgin or a whore?

Sometimes...

...she seems vulnerable, sincere. And another time...

...ambiguous... secretive...

...deceptive...

And you think the worst. Almost always this is correct.

To be honest, a little cold...

...allowed me to find an excuse for my sister...

...so I can be here in Venice.

But I think...

That's really really a pity!

Finally, we could stay out all night alone!

No! On the contrary!

There's nothing to regret. This is our luck!

Good luck!?

With such a fever that raises the temperature of the whole body...

And with that cough...

What are you trying to say?

Each urge to cough entails reduction.

Gabriele!

About this might think you're the only one!

Rodolfo!

Rodolfo de Bosio...

Lady Leonie.

For you, Signor D'annunzio, booked a room.

Thank you! Please send us champagne.

Already there.

Good morning!

Pierrot!

- Of course you'll put it on my bill. - Yes, sir.

Come in!

Telegram to Signor D'annunzio.

I'll be down the hall - the Bad news?

No. My wife just gave birth to my son. Third!

I have to be with her.

- But... - But?

Nothing. That's good news. All is well!

I'll see you downstairs!

And I'm the father again.

Father slightly undecided.

- Like a man. - Of course! Certain is only the mother.

Veniero!

Veniero?

How do you like this name?

Well, isn't original?

I want to call him that!

... The original of Course, original!

But the fathers forget that they invented the names will have to carry their children.

Veniero! Solved!

I'll send the telegram.

Where is Gabriele?

He went to write a telegram to his wife.

Will be back in a few minutes.

It remains a better friend to him, right?

Yes, one of many. Gabriele have no enemies.

Although, friends and I hate it.

They are jealous of his talent and...

...his success with women.

- What about women? - And now - and the goddesses!

I understand why Gabriel fell in love with you.

Well, you're done! And you, Rodolfo... You should be the godfather!

Go! I'll show you the town.

Then I will have to leave you and go to Pescara.

We need to start the legal process of the ban on paternity!

You need to talk.

Maybe you'll hear.

Affair of yours in Pescara on everyone's lips.

It will kill you!

Well, okay, I will. But don't deny me the heritage.

I'm doing this for you, mom.

Deep in the heart...

...is the best part of me.

The part that has yet to open.

I believe in it.

Yeah, no doubt.

Although I know this man...

...continues to take its toll on all around.

Finally, Gabriele!

I waited for you.

- How are you, dad? - All right.

Well, what are you going to tell me?

The father should know what you told those two harpies.

Well, so what?

Are you dumb?

The poet, who finds no words!

Maybe between us, they do not need and more?

- I came to tell you... - Well, Yes...

I know.

You wanted to tell me that no matter what, love your father.

Because I know that all of your good qualities...

...as well as weaknesses.

...and your impulsiveness has come to you from me. In fact, they're mine.

And I wanted to be a poet.

And do you remember what I paid for the publication of your first lines.

- How could I forget? - So, do you remember?

"Come! Come!

And give me your lips...

I want to get lost in dreams of you, in the blue and gold...

...flourishing on your breast and in your hair."

Do you remember?

"I want to suck your Bud in your mouth."

We also remember, Gabriele.

Celebrate the return of the prodigal son?

We are happy. And you?

- He is with us... - Finally!

No, I'm sorry!

Gabriele! Be honest with your real family!

Don't go! Stay with your sisters!

"But I was struck by the sharp scent of the white hawthorn, the smell of thyme...

...mixed with bitter almonds, fresh as a wild milk".

Elvira, come on!

For the last time - open up!

If you hope that I'll unlock it, then you're wrong, Hercules!

- I'll take you by force! - We agreed.

...that each is sleeping in his bed.

So be it - then I will retire.

You're acting like a Turkey!

Because you're not acting like a wife!

No! Let me go!

- Finally! - Hi!

I brought you some sweets.

I know you love.

I cooked strawberries in syrup.

- In syrup! - Let's see...

Try some flying.

Know where I'm supposed to be?

I have to be in the Church.

Yes!

Before leaving, I said I went to Church.

But instead of redemption, I chose sin.

- Who said that? - My mom.

And who gave you these bruises? It?

You slept with him?

Answer me! - And I have a choice?

I'm not young anymore

And you're married.

I left the house where I lived...

...making the husband the guest of his mother. And for a long time?

You know, it's up to you!

You are now in melancholy? I will find you someone!

Brand new!

Well, how can keep track?

- But, in actual fact,... - Wait... Come here!

- It is a real Circassian! - Are you really real Circassian?

Yes, I am!

I always dreamed of a journey to the Caucasus in good company!

Dear Maestro! - Good evening! How are you?

Everything is fine!

Can I have a drink?

It would be necessary to advise journalists...

"Gabriele D'annunzio seen in a brothel with friends!"

Such titles could be even in the Byzantine Chronicles!

I want to know is it true.

I'm sorry, but why would you be jealous?

You're not the husband, right? In this case, as in the other, you lover.

Jealousy hurts the one who loves a woman.

...not one who is married to her.

- Why are you here? - Came to help.

I am a libertine serious, knowledgeable. Madame has no secrets.

Society does not understand. Fair trade relationships!

The man who humbles himself, buying love.

On the contrary, it's wonderful! And girls are just gorgeous.

Most of them are after all not even require from you the words "I love you."

- That's an advantage! - Maestro, this is it! Just leaving.

Here it is!

I told you, I will report!

Put two thousand!

Put!

Oh, no!

Nine!

Eight.

Champagne!

- You can't see, right? Yes.

And you're really beautiful! What's your name?

You're not going to undress?

I like it, you know.

I hate men who attack the woman like a hawk on prey.

Like who? As someone who was right here?

Who?

I saw you left with a client.

Well, I...

...just curious.

But you are here for the love or for the sake of curiosity?

You like to listen to stories?

You grasp everything on the fly.

I wonder, for example...

...what excites him.

A lot of this.

And talking during lovemaking?

He says...

...and very persistent.

And he likes to watch.

He asked me...

...to complete itself. So...

He's married? - All men are married.

Children remain with their mothers...

...men women...

...because they remind them of their mothers. You is not it?

- Finally! - Gabriele!

Welcome!

I couldn't wait to hug his dear friend.

The same Arabic incision beautiful eyes!

Nothing new!

Keep your voice down! We are still in the village.

It may awaken suspicion.

Here you go!

I simply had to escape from Rome!

As always - due to the debts?

The debt will not disappear.

No! I wanted to get away from Barbara for a while...

...to test how strong my true feelings for her.

And it's time to write something important!

A great novel!

You brought all the treasures of Rome? There is some books?

No, any nonsense! Bling!

To create the right atmosphere.

I like the snail.

Going to do a little sports.

This will help you to forget thy Roman sorceress.

Yes. The truth is, we try with her face.

I'm surprised that you never see.

It is in Turin, with his sister.

However, our relationship continues on an erotic level.

Oddly enough, but it is even more exciting!

- But how? - Through letters.

We describe what would like to do...

...if we do not interfere with distance.

A dangerous game. Especially for her.

You make a person his tool. In the distance spread their power.

Forgive me, but...

...I think it's immoral.

Morality - protection for the poor.

And an alibi for their weaknesses.

People should reject this humiliating abstraction...

...and make the dominance of his personality for the only law!

Fortunately, I know you.

And I do not believe you said the word.

Shoot!

Get the target!

- Don't be stupid like that! - Come on, shoot!

Are you afraid of?

Bravo!

Well, you see? You could!

And what are you trying to prove? Nothing.

Just kidding.

- Let's keep childish! - Keep!

Remember that for me the risk is greater than it is for you!

Don't make me answer, and it will be even worse.

Hold it high over your head!

Well, all of you! Enough! The games end!

"Andrea Spirelli waited in her chambers mistress.

And all around, really...

...have found special loving care.

In a small fireplace burned juniper...

...and was already covered with a small tea table".

"Remember the kisses that I gave your entire body...

...and on his chest and belly, perfect, like the sculptural image of the virgin...

...and your buds, always warm and palpitating...

...and sweet lips, as your whole mouth...

...and thighs that are softer than velvet...

...and the most delicious juicy fruit.

In the Golden ass, Golden buttocks, marked with grooves...

...that my tongue ran as fast moistening you with affection.

Your loins and thighs of wondrous beauty.

I just remember all this and to suppress the wave of joy in any way possible.

She runs through my veins, one has only to imagine you naked...

I cringe...

...I'm burning...

...I tremble."

- I thought so... - what is it?

Exhausted, our artist had not slept all night.

Here...

Drink a glass of warm milk.

I spent the whole night behind it, and reading your...

..."Lust".

It's gorgeous!

A great novel!

But it will cause a huge scandal.

And, then, will succeed.

Scandal?

- Why? - Why?!

Why I get this feeling...

How can I say it?

Weak aroma of satisfied love.

This is our to know, which is always torn between the Church and the brothel...

...will not be able to recognize your characters.

Trust me, you can't.

Want to know my opinion?

You are their prophet.

Accustomed to the "Heart" De Amici Italian...

...this book will be a true explosion of innovation.

I found it even more shocking.

It is known that D'annunzio loves to draw inspiration, bringing her heroines...

...women with whom he associated intimately.

- It would be interesting to know who is who. - And why?

It does not matter to know their names.

What do you think, is it not better to be mistress of a man like d'annunzio...

...than yoke, stuffing themselves?

You know, this question is quite relevant.

In any case, our Gabriele again in the spotlight.

His book here in Naples, diverges like hot cakes.

As in Rome with Milan.

Perhaps Italy needs a breath of Vice.

His book is obscene, indecent! Besides fanciful.

The women is fake. Not to mention their husbands!

But his men are very resourceful!

Gigi, please stop talking! Don't be silly!

In my opinion, they lack charm, low-lying...

...insignificant.

Of course, threads its all Nude, but I'm sure he knows how to write!

He knows how to treat women...

...and how to make them feel important.

Perhaps this is one component of his character...

...which so fascinates.

I always suspected that he sympathizes with the so-called "third sex".

But you belong to the fourth!

Well, go to the count of Oral!

Is it true that she is one of mistress D'annunzio?

So they say.

Guariento, play, as planned, for guests.

Don't know the time there now...

That's for me to decide it was time or not! Go!

Thank God! Music!

Who was that lady on the cover?

- One of the victims? - Of course.

What an unpleasant person, it must be that Gabriele D'annunzio!

Mediocre writer, frustrated by its provincial origin.

And on the contrary I would like to meet him! I think it's very interesting.

Given the chance, we will definitely introduce you to him.

- Really, Edgar? - Of course!

I can even give you his address in Rome.

He never refuses to meet a beautiful woman...

...especially if she doesn't have to pay.

Tell the guests that the evening is over.

Forgive me, friends, but... I'm very tired.

"Over 500 of the savages in the savage dead".

"D'annunzio couldn't be more vile...

...to denigrate the 500 Italians died...

...at the battle of Dogali."

Bastards! Bastards!!!

A pile of crap! Five hundred dead idiots for idiots!

Need order to oblige to kill more idiots and assholes!

Well, I had to write!

Gabriele! What happened here?

Nothing. I dropped the book.

That's because I slipped.

I'm sorry! But you...

Our little Veniero crying. You could...

- Where are you going? - Away from this house!

You're not going anywhere! - Don't make a pathetic scene!

Stand!

Let me go!

If you leave this house, your face will be no more.

It is now my greatest desire.

To the side!

The lake gives the feeling of peace and tranquility.

- Thank you! - I ask you!

If you wait a second, I'll fix you a room.

Yes.

I left the house.

And this time, forever.

There's nothing he can do about it.

But I can't even return to his mother's house. For her sake.

Sometimes I can't understand you. This leads me to despair.

When I met you...

...you were a woman...

...suffered from the cruelty of her husband...

Full intellectual craving for knowledge.

Mistress sweet... humble...

But also deceptive!

Insatiable, greedy

...to new sensations and misconceptions.

Who are you?

Barbara?

Elvira?

Medusa?

I'm asking you...

Are we living in reality or a beautiful fiction?

In a beautiful and terrible reality.

I belong to you.

At any moment... fully...

If I could only be sure of that!

I'm jealous of even your thoughts!

Sometimes I yearn for you to die...

...then I could die with you.

Instead, we live together!

But...

...you don't leave me!

Please don't go!

Because I...

I am very afraid!

"I got away, went to the cradle, with the effort defeated his disgust...

Took slowly...

...slowly, holding the breath, took the child...

...holding it away from too much beat of my heart...

...I brought him to the window...

...I put it on the air, which was supposed to kill him."

And what happens to Gabriel? It is not good?

No, everything is fine!

But after the first ten days I started noticing weird.

And I realized that the reason she.

Here and took him away.

- Really? Did it work? - Not really.

It seems, so he was starting to run out of inspiration.

D'annunzio - the man who can not write, if not concerned.

I found a house next to mine.

Rustic, but cozy.

Barbara!

"When she gets tired of me...

...that will be in the hands of the one who offers the serene existence...

...who will take away all internal alarm...

She might not be able to reverse his disgust...

...because to exist with a new candidate it is not so easy.

Then - welcome..."

No, Gabriel! No!

No need to be nervous.

I feel it would be better not to come.

Want me to leave? Return to Rome?

I'll do whatever you want.

Come here. Come!

What is it?

Come on, calm down!

Enough!

- Don't you feel? No, I'm too nervous.

And what's stopping you?

I'm starting to think that the pleasure...

...physical pleasure...

...too obvious.

Too corny?

And you say it?

But more recently, you weren't about him this way.

So far - no.

Now this annoys me...

...and raises doubts, may I now be...

...judge of its own existence.

I relegated myself...

...to the state of a simple tool.

I don't understand.

If you interrupt work well, for example...

...when writing essays, I'll be able to find a few words.

My style, my artistic style...

...is just the right choice of words...

...but not my...

...because it is not my job.

I'm sorry, but it was just a game. I never thought to hurt you.

I share with you the work as we share our lives.

And what does life can be divided?

Listen, Gabriel, I don't understand you.

You can not find balance.

You need love, in pleasure, in women...

...and then, having received all this, you start to wonder, not if it destroys you.

Are you an artist? Then you have to suffer!

Or go back to Rome, describing the social life...

...and work for the benefit of the Prince Scarry!

No, Rome is over! Now I'm here with you in Naples!

What can you say Barbara?

I do not know.

And she's not helping you out with a new novel you wanted to write?

I don't know.

I brought Barbara because you were lonely...

And now I'm at a loss because you begin to suffer from his own company!

- Please! Help me! - What...

I'll open a brothel for sophisticated intellectuals!

At least get rich on this!

Sophistication defines me, but the wealth of puzzles!

This is our first exhibition but there will be others.

Oh, sorry! Thank you for coming!

- Dear Primoli! - I was hoping that there would be Gabriel!

I promised myself that I would see him.

Then I'll know what to do when you get back to Naples.

- To Naples? Yes!

Yesterday Edgar told me that D'annunzio is here.

- And you didn't know? Yes, Yes, of course.

I hope there's Nude women?

Yes, in another room. - Let's see!

You will introduce me to models?

Did you know that the artist that drew the cover for "Pleasure"...

- ...asked me to pose for him? - And you agreed?!

Don't know yet. Maybe.

I think I still underestimated the art of photography.

See how well communicated people!

Rodolfo. Let's see what's the expression!

Look! You see? They seem to breathe!

I could have sworn that if I smile, she'll wink in response.

It's like you've never seen naked women.

Yes, sometimes we see them. But the memory of it is so fleeting!

We need to feel sorry for them! They're artists!

What a miserable tribe!

Alone concerned, liars and rogue!

Should I keep going?

If you want to talk about the defects, please refer to the writers...

Or to sculptors, artists, musicians. To anyone of them!

Well, Yes! Wagner was not a Saint!

You chose the one black sheep of the whole herd.

Only one, you say? And Sheet? And Paganini?

But what about Mozart? If you want, I will continue.

No, no, no, stop it! You won! So we - the only white sheep...

- In the herd of black sheep! Yes, but still sheep!

Among the sheep is better than donkeys.

- Are there more photos? - Here-come on!

And tell me, you...

- And soon you return to Naples? In a couple of days.

Give me your address? I want you to write.

- With joy! - What erotic games?

- A picture of their dresses! Yes, and excites the imagination!

The Via Dante, 12... Naples.

That this is embarrassing.

This men must take address of pretty women!

Well, well! Now the times have changed!

Sent six boxes...

...as compliments from D'annunzio.

- Excessive and gifts. - Well, that's how he feels!

And, as usual, late.

- He still has this flaw? - Arrived Signor d'annunzio!

Please accept my infinite apologies!

- Edgar! - By Gabriele...

- Hi! How's it going? I Henry IV Canossa.

I pray to her for help and consolation.

Princess Maria Gravina Of Cruella Ramacca...

...Anguizola, Countess of San Damiano.

Gabriele D'annunzio.

Famous Gabriele D'annunzio.

Neapolitan salons fighting for you.

Curious to know about you.

I don't think could raise such a wave of curiosity.

You wouldn't happen to be shy?

My only drawback is I'm not too conceited.

Gabriele and I are going to Sicily...

And we decided to make a short stop in Naples...

...to gather old friends.

All this is great...

But what about your paintings?

Some time I don't write anymore.

Currently I am doing photography.

- It can also be art. - And you, Gabriele?

Wrote something recently?

I finished another novel: "Innocent".

I thank you for the dedication "of Episkopo". What a strange story!

It is a clear echo of Russian realism.

And what is the "Innocent"?

A story of love... betrayal...

...of passion... of murder...

Murder!? For God's sake!

- How awful! - Make it able all.

To kill for adultery, kill for love.

It's true, Gabriele.

Often a man kills what he loves.

And the facts suicide is often committed out of love to him.

And have a publisher yet? - Travers is ready to take on...

but ...after the friction that I have with him was because of the criticism on "Enjoyment"...

...I decided not to give.

I read with enthusiasm. Modesty aside... It's beautiful!

A new word in Italian literature!

As you can see, you have no shortage of suitors.

In order to comfort one person...

...sometimes you willingly would refuse to praise all the others.

I also read the book. And with great pleasure.

It extinguishes my anger and bitterness.

We will try to publish here in Naples, your "Innocent".

As was the case with "Morning". As with the last book Matilda.

We can discuss it.

Guariento! Ordered the give me my crew.

- It's late. - Go...

I really hope for another meeting.

If you are in Naples, it is not impossible.

True!

We're in Naples!

For a moment it seemed to me that I'm standing on mount Olympus...

...in the presence of Venus.

While!

So beautiful that it is possible to get sick!

Knight of the alcove began its attack!

Yes... But there's nothing you can do about it.

It is "intangible," to borrow one of your terms.

Well, so what? How about suggestions for"Innocent"?

I agree.

Agreed.

But you would have to pay me an advance, because I, as you can guess...

Come tomorrow morning in the newspaper and we'll talk.

You don't require today?

Tomorrow - fine. I also had to pay for the champagne.

And your wife? Now, when you and she are divorced.

...you're not seeing her anymore?

Rare.

But it's for her own good.

What a beautiful man!

Sometimes I think I don't deserve her.

Brought more flowers, Princess.

You, who walks with sublime article...

So passed over their earthly journey!

Who dares to take you? Who will be able to keep you?

You're like a sword without a hilt.

Full you Shine, but how to own you?

You're so smart...

He is so smart...

You're the best...

It was as if we aren't together anymore.

That's not my fault.

Do you spend more time in Rome with Barbara than in Naples with me.

But even this time I was not able to meet your famous poet.

I know. I published his novel "Morning".

It is worth it to smell the money, and he certainly isn't going anywhere.

- How was the meeting with the Princess? - Wonderful! Perfect!

He went on the attack like a battering RAM.

So the finger in his mouth!

Sometimes I wonder, do you love it or hate it.

- I'm jealous of him. - Because he's a genius?

No, not a genius! He writes well, it's true. But he's not a genius!

He always borrows from someone.

In "Pleasure," he clearly drew inspiration from Husmann.

...as in his poetry, which has a French flavor.

"Innocent" is taken from short stories of Maupassant...

From "Confessions".

He's just lucky.

More than others.

- He's brilliant. - So why...

...you publish his new novel?

Because it is lucky.

Unfortunately, this is the most important thing.

Says Barbara Leonie about the flight of her lover?

Barbara is beautiful. Exclusively!

She is a woman gentle, intelligent.

He's got an amazing instinct to choose those who are willing to sacrifice

- All! - Well, I don't doubt that.

I know perfectly well Gabriele!

Here you go. It's for rent.

- When will I see you again? - Who knows?

Every night we have to take procession of people who want to meet the genius.

It almost always happens in our house...

...and restricts mobility.

One evening I will come too, okay?

Well.

So, Matilda, problems can occur. As we learn more.

I read what you wrote about "Friend Fritz."

Don't you think you were a bit cutting in his criticism?

I just wrote that Mascagni directs the gang.

So it was, in fact, remained, to my regret.

I also found this Opera is dreadfully boring.

But my husband liked it.

My judgment is purely subjective. I'm this incompetent.

The military is not a lot of time that you can dedicate to music, reading.

You are called to defend the Homeland.

A profession that provides you honor and love for life.

By the way, Signor d'annunzio! What can you say about the army?

If so... is it really different...

...a poet with a pen in the hands of a warrior with a sword?

Yes, I was in the military.

I was promoted to Lieutenant of cavalry.

But I refused to say the oath.

To focus on the military life was not to their liking.

Of course! It is not comfortable for someone used to such attention.

Everyone has their own choice.

But I have never hesitated to bare the sword...

...if someone insulted my honor, or my lady.

Yes! This I can confirm.

Gabriele is the primary swordsman!

Life in the barracks, it seemed to me hated.

Very vulgar.

I admit, I never considered it a milestone for myself.

However, I had the honor to get praise...

...His Highness the Prince of Naples during the exercise.

Do you know what act of heroism did he do? Tell them!

I don't think it is worth.

In my opinion, it doesn't matter.

The poet, a brave man, if avoids talking about their successes...

...and undeniable achievements.

Smart to keep your success much more difficult...

...than a fool to brag...

...his own failures.

Did not open his mouth, it would seem normal, you idiot!

But instead get stuck!

I can see, the time has come to demonstrate the capabilities of Eusapia Palladino.

This evening I feel very excited.

Needs to happen important things.

I'm sure of it.

I'm sorry, but I have to go back to his regiment.

Then tell me, how was your meeting with the spirits.

I think I will follow the example of her husband.

- These things scare me to death. - OK, let's go!

Princess!

Princess!

Do you believe in spiritualism?

I think you can believe in almost everything that is not disproved.

And now all of you shut up! We begin!

The spirit is the mediator!

I call upon you!

Appear!

And here it is!

I feel it coming!

What a powerful presence!

He wants to talk!

Oh, My God! My leg someone touched! - It was me! Shut up!

Gabriele...

Be careful! You are in danger!

Gabriele!

He talks about you!

- Do you recognize the voice? Yes... That's my cousin.

He was killed a year ago.

- How did you die? - Killed...

...from the same gun that is kept from you.

Throw it away! Throw it away!

Miss. Why children walk around the house?

Return them to the room! Now!

Edgar, help me! - She fainted!

It is impossible so sharply to break the bond! It's dangerous! What happened?

Instead of the two ghosts was a pair of devils.

I feel bad. Please, let's go!

Come, courage! It was all over.

I'm not scared.

- Oh, my God! - I'd shoot a governess!

- This is so humiliating! - We're leaving.

- Clos felt bad. - I will go with you.

No no no! You stay, all right!

We hold Clos and Eusapia.

Wait! We're coming too! Luigi is close to a heart attack.

- See for yourself! - I?! Not at all!

That voice we heard, and the truth belonged to your cousin?

Exactly.

Who would even know about the gun?

The writing on the wall.

Right now...

...when my soul is restless...

...once the prey love is sweet and cruel...

...feelings so strong...

and so magically painful.

Love that, not finding the answer...

...even able to kill me.

In the ruined churches hold pagan rites.

At least, so they say.

Places like this...

What could be more inspiring to the poet?

One big, huge, all-encompassing desire.

We come to venerable...

...who elected you Queen of all his thoughts...

...all his feelings.

My desire is so deep...

...I feel like lips are dry, and the throat.

Here is a list of creditors, a lawyer.

Waiter, antique dealer, seamstress...

...tailor, and many others.

There is even a glove maker.

Where did he do with all the money?

Remove and piano! And all number!

And a coffee table too!

Feel like with all these things...

...and out of my life.

Any news from Naples?

I get them daily.

He had to stay there for a while.

Instead posts there for many months.

KLO tells me about his social activities.

Says he looks like a little monkey in a cage...

...who do you propose unopened bag of peanuts.

But perhaps this kind of life Gabriel wanted.

- Why don't you let me help? - You know I love you.

You were the only one who stayed close in certain moments.

But I can never love you for real.

Fate has connected me to Gabriel.

Do not worry so!

In the world there are a lot of women much prettier than me!

Please...

Others... quite uninteresting to me.

And I was never an adventurer.

Women frighten me.

Only with you I'm still me.

Try to understand me. It's impossible!

Every second I want to see him. I can't think of anyone else.

Gabriele...

It's like he got inside my inside.

Gabriele d'annunzio "INNOCENT"

"Dedicated To Maria Gravina Cruella Remake...

...from D'annunzio with the dedication"

If only this was the first devotional dedication...

Our love nothing can hide.

All Naples knows about us.

Her husband will have to resign.

No illusions, Gabriel.

If people you Express sympathy, it does not mean that they will criticize...

...at the poor cuckold Angelically.

If a scandal breaks out, you can stop looking.

Here all is forgiven.

But only on the condition that nothing shall be made public.

It will be soon.

We are expecting a baby.

Another small D'annunzio?

If they didn't have enough!

I think this is funny? Feel free to help me!

Should I settle in the house. Maria is very demanding.

She wants their children also lived with us.

I have no coins.

Proceeds from the book... ended.

Could the newspaper "Morning" to contribute to...

...at least minimally?

I brought you a poem. Publish them in your paper.

No, not now. Later.

Maybe after the hype settles.

Yes?

Well, I'm coming.

This Is Mathilde. In "Walk Of Health! the tragedy occurred.

Murdered mother and her children.

Will you go with me?

No.

Too stink in the alleys.

Matilda says it's the stench of our repentance.

Your wife is too arrogant in his goodness...

...to rethink different shit.

I agree.

Gabriele!

Your folder!

Tell me, and that Barbara Leonie... You left her?

No. Why?

She'll understand. She knows I love her no less than before.

And you think she would accept such love?

- What's the problem? - Well, at least in the moral question.

There are situations...

...moral or immoral...

...which take this color only in the subjective interpretation. Do you understand?

You do not even clean?

After I read the dedication, I have lost all desire.

I don't understand. His letters seem so sincere, so...

authentic.

In its kind it is.

What do you know?

Something I've heard.

However, I'm not going to say just.

But Edgar is his friend! He should know.

We're not Dating anymore.

Like all men, he was infected with malice and selfishness.

So, it's over?

- Why? - Maybe it's my fault.

I envy you, Barbara. Your calmness...

...the feeling of confidence, your spirit...

He is alive even under such circumstances!

- How would I like to be the same! - Well, what are you saying?

I am the most insecure woman in the world!

Even so...

...but with you I feel...

...calm, reserved.

I've never had this with any man.

"My kiss is flying and easy, playful...

He, like a moth, fluttered it so fluttered...

But if it wasn't for me, lover lustful...

...In the fury would all of you plowed".

Again your poems D'annunzio?

No. Baudelaire.

Gabriel never inspired by homosexual love.

What are you doing? Going?

I'm going to Naples. I want to see him.

I feel a daze.

Don't worry! It's as simple as strawberries in juice.

Barbara, don't leave.

This can be a very painful.

Are you hiding something?

I? About anything.

Just don't want you to suffer.

But what are you doing?

I need your love. Don't push me away.

Good morning!

- Are you going? Yes. I have to see my publisher.

He promised to give me money.

You want me to come with you?

No. Wait for me here.

I will return at most a couple of hours.

I thought it's over between us.

You don't love me anymore.

If all the women that we had only dreamed of don Juan...

...was in my bed, I'd...

...really wanted only you.

And how...

...the initiation Gravina?

I was gonna owe her. She helped me find a publisher.

Well, I'm running. I'll bring you Breakfast.

"You're like an indoor garden.

Something like a hidden courtyard, into which nobody ever penetrated".

I found a letter.

Awful e-mail...

...in which she accuses him that I had shadowed her for two days.

- What did you say to him? - I just left.

He continues to write, deny everything.

You gonna answer that? - The time will come - Yes.

But I don't believe him anymore.

I even asked him to give my letter.

Ladies! I ask you - hush!

If you want to publish them.

It will bring you a lot of money.

And then, imagine what will happen with the Princess?

No, never...

- I would not be able to do so. Okay, okay! Enough for today.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Is you -Thank you!

- But there's too many! - Help!

This is an advance for the next job.

Well, thank you!

- See you tomorrow! - See you tomorrow!

Barbara, I will come to you?

No, KLO...

It was just an episode that we both need to forget!

It would be better! Believe!

The court sentences honestly Maria Gravino Cruella...

...and Gabriele d'annunzio...

...to five months in prison for adultery...

The period of probation is assigned and is extinguished by Amnesty...

...the 12th of the current month. For SIM - free on the spot!

Open the door! - Thank you!

What did I tell you? Everything was as I expected.

Poor Guy Gabriel! I've never seen him so humiliated and desperate.

And you're not worried?

Worry?! On the contrary, I am quite satisfied!

- Give it to me! - Stop it!

- It's mine! Give it to me! - Would you stop?

- Give it to me! - Idiot! I will tell mom!

Give it to me or I'm not playing!

- Give I say! - Don't mind to babysit?

I can't work! One of this Church chime cause discomfort...

...and they just did not help me.

Instead of thanking the Countess Octavia, which has provided us with his castle.

...without which we would be out on the street...

...you are protesting. You're complaining about!

I'm not complaining.

I'm only asking for a little understanding.

And the fact that I still gave you not enough?

I sacrificed my good name, my position...

- ...its safety! Instead, I gave you my love!

Exchange certainly not in my benefit!

Mom, look! Look what it says!

You listen!

"In the past she didn't like me. Not to love her and me to death."

These verses are about me?

Or inspired by the Muse, Roman?

Barbara, FYI, and not some "Roman".

Here is a man who gave me so much and got so little in return.

Logical!

You have an incredible talent to be in eternal debt to all.

The second mistake of God was that he created woman.

Yes, and the first one that created man!

No! Not a man! But his mind!

And now it makes him struggle every day with the stupidity of others!

Flat, my dear. Repeat!

Rodolfo!

Glad to see you! Come on, be my guest!

They are beautiful! Thank you!

Enough already good. I'll see you tomorrow.

- Well done that came. - Good day!

While!

I often wrote. Yes, I know, but...

I didn't know what to say.

However, I'm not here to beg for love.

I came for Gabriel.

I'm sort of a special envoy of Amour.

He says that he doesn't write more. That do not respond to emails.

I stopped and read them.

He is going through a very difficult time.

He can't even write any more.

His relationship with the Princess is so complicated...

All because of the character of Mary, and because of the lack of money...

Here's how? And what should I do?

To send him money?

Regret?

To shelter?

He just wants to see you again.

The hotel "Albano". He says you know where it is.

Yes! Of course I know..

I see you give lessons on the piano.

Yes, this is what I do...

And let me tell you, I have succeeded. Now I have a lot of students.

How do you communicate with Gabriel?

In the best way.

You'll meet him in the "Albano"?

And when?

On the day of the fifth anniversary of your first meeting.

- Tell him I'll be there. - I don't want to write him yourself?

No. I think it would be better.

He asked me to tell something else. Take his letters.

He says they are much more than anything else...

...will remind him of the five best years of his life.

Gabriel never ceases to amaze me.

Wants his letter reminded the best moments?

It's as if the owner drove the dog...

...kept the leash to think about how he loved her.

Incredible!

Put it on the bed.

Signor d'annunzio has provided us with many recommendations.

This is the same number as last time.

Maybe you want something else?

A bottle of champagne. Thank you!

Will bring you right away. - Only cold!

Yes mA'am.

Your ticket, please!

There is far more to Albano?

We have already arrived, but the train doors will open half an hour late.

However, we are here.

- Good morning! - Good!

Come in!

Five years of my life in these letters!

I thought that was the end of the novel.

But how much is yet to come!

Are you sure that there will be a sequel?

But my dear! My life!

We are here, together, as before.

What has happened since our last meeting...

...it was just a bad dream that you want to forget.

Now, let's enjoy the beauty of our awakening.

A bad dream you call...

...life with another woman and the birth of another son!?

I'm in the same position when we met.

I was married, my wife had children, but...

- We do not hurt... - But then I was Elvira, not Barbara!

And who's Barbara? She is my creation!

The woman who invented love!

Formed my imagination!

I owe you a lot. But many suffering too.

So I learned not to believe the allurement of words...

- ...and blackmail senses. - But I need you!

Your being near me is not just...

...to be the mistress...

...or girlfriend.

You're my sister!

Mother!

For me you're the one who gives everything, who forgives everything.

Even the betrayal and lies?

People who are not able to distinguish...

...fantasy and reality...

...not so much.

Especially someone like me, who used to live among strangers...

...in the atmosphere of envy...

...praise and flattery, latent hostility...

...who is forced to survive...

...remaining in their own guise.

Go!

Come on!

Sit down!

I'm not the only parent from our love.

She was conceived and you.

Honesty prompted me to lie.

I can't let you go, you know?

It's impossible!

Who could abandon your own mother?

From that moment on, my love...

...I'm living your life.

Sweet...

...as a home cake.

...I'll get her...

...from your mouth.

Wait a second!

You don't need me, Gabriel.

You don't need anybody.

I have to go, otherwise you'll miss the train.

No! What are you doing?

Taking away my heart...

...and the best you take my memories?!

I remind you that those letters you wrote to me!

Maybe they are not beautiful...

...but certainly sincere.

Goodbye, Gabriel! Take care of yourself!

From that day they never saw each other again.

Gabriele, after three years of living in deprivation with Princess Mary Gravino...

...reached its peak of notoriety, fame and success.

At that time, as Barbara spent the rest of my existence...

...in the bitter memories of his mythical and unhappy...

...great love.

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