Love Meetings

  • November 6, 2015 / 19:00
  • November 21, 2015 / 12:00

Director: Pier Paolo Pasolini
Cast: Pier Paolo Pasolini, Lello Bersani, Io Apolloni
Italy 90’, 1964, black & white

Italian with Turkish subtitles

Love Meetings is a cinéma vérité investigation of sex in Italy, including impressive appearances by famed author Alberto Moravia and noted psychologist Cesare Musatti. Pier Paolo Pasolini, the poet turned filmmaker, appears as the interviewer and asks a wide-range of individuals to share their tales of love (prostitution, homosexuality, marital and non-marital liaisons). The film is full of wit and sensuality, and is as topical as today’s headlines.

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Trailer

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