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Fellini's 1973 eulogy for his boyhood surely has more fart jokes and fast-moving vehicles than the rest of his oeuvre combined.

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Federico Fellini's 1973 eulogy for his boyhood ("I Remember") surely has more fart jokes, gunshots and fast-moving vehicles than the rest of his oeuvre combined. But the sex scenes, adolescent pranks and other earthy antics merely assure that our picture of little coastal Rimini in the 1930s is as raucous as it is lyrical, frank as well as wistful. Families scream at each other -- hilariously -- over supper; opera buffa Catholic-school professores put their pupils to sleep; surrogate narrators address the camera; lustful boys lie in confession; fascists march gaily, and interrogate suspected dissidents cruelly; a peacock flies through a snowstorm. A mother dies, a lonely woman marries at last; and at film's end, Titta, Fellini's youthful alter-ego, has pointedly vanished. The structure is episodic, the images unfailingly interesting, often beautiful. And that so much of the action revolves around Rimini's moviehouse feels like directorial prophecy in retrospective. The film screens in a new 35 mm print. In Italian, with subtitles. Through Thu., July 30. Regent Square.

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