Malena

sad but utterly beautiful.

This is one unique film, that handles a topic that is sometimes overlooked in life. How beauty can be destructive.

Monica Belluci, who was a beautiful woman in an Italian town, gets gossiped at by jealous women and lustreous offers from hungry men. It is a depction of what a society is capable of and how it could turn a beautiful, faithful woman to a prostitute, how humans beings tend to destruct everything pristine, about the filthy human nature that surrounds us. The italian culture at the war, reminded me of egyptian culture. Where a word spreads out in seconds and the way, every person snoops in everyone's business.

Malena, throughout this whole film endures the pain alone, silently. The only person, who truly understood her in the film is the young boy on the bicycle, who always watched her from afar. The only person, who knew her real story. His love for her was different from all the others. He wasn't just a lustful creature, he was a young boy mesmerized by Malena's beauty, who held an unconditional love for her not expecting a return.

Monica Bellucia did a great job, everything she felt was there in her face, in her eyes. Not for once did she talk about how she feels, yet it was so well said through her expression.

This one got to me.

Very deeply.

It penetrated my chore.