I can't put it
into words. Only once in a (long) while do I have such a feeling. Days after
watching "8½" I still keep thinking about it, thinking about how real
it is and at the same time how dreamlike, thinking about the magnificence of
the cinematography, thinking about the fluidity of Federico Fellini's camera
and the way it beautifully combines with the movements of his characters in a
subtle rhythm. It's a wonder.