strange_complex has a user-pic that shows Anita Ekberg- in the most famous sequence from La Dolce Vita- dancing in the Trevi fountain. Seeing this put me in mind of a poem I wrote- just after Christmas- in miserable weather- about twelve years ago. I called it up on screen, tinkered with it a bit and- here it is...My friend |
La Dolce Vita
Outside it’s Christmas, but on TV-
For all the horror of emptiness-
It's Rome and August- the lucky sods....
…Only it wasn’t- not in good faith.
Anita Ekberg has blown the gaffe.
That scene where she dances in the fountain
(Not incidentally the real thing
But a plaster mock-up at Cinecitta)
Her toes were froze; it was January.
So what we're seeing ain't nature, not
A top-heavy starlet prancing about
In brainless abandon but actually acting-
Bloody good acting too, my loves.