What a dreadful month July - and this year - is turning out to be. As the Guardian headline says, first Bergman, now Antonioni.
Of course, 94 and 89 are not bad ages to die; they were productive and wonderful years for them and us. But who will replace them?
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*My friend Hansa claimed that when Antonioni was invited to the Calcutta IFFI back in 1993, and he walked up - or was wheeled up - on stage, the whole auditorium rose as one chanting "Antonioni-da! Antonioni-da!" What can I say?