This film has a lot to answer for... it prompted a bunch of other filmmakers to make movies about filmmakers who can't think of ideas for their next film (eg Alex in Wonderland).
It's Fellini's journey up his own arse, with Marcello Mastroianni as a handsome, battered, weary Fellini-like director, set upon by various crises: a nagging critic, visions of an ideal woman (Claudia Cardinale), an annoying mistress (Sandra Milo), his producer, his wife (Anouk Aimee).
It is lively. Some of the visuals are impressive, I liked the cast (Barbara Steele pops up as a friend's girlfriend). But a lot of it I could take or leave.
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