I have never seen this film before, but the story is simple – a bill-poster and his son search for the stolen bike the former depends on for his new job – but Vittorio De Sica’s attention to telling details (a pawnbroker’s huge warehouse, a clairvoyant’s salon) provides a rich, vivid picture of a Rome wracked by poverty, unemployment and desperation. While there are sly moments of gentle humour, the film – a symphony of memorable faces and cityscapes shot with a fierce, desolate lyricism by Carlo Montuori – never shies from showing the terrible strain placed on the father’s morale and on his relationship with his wife and son. I commend it to everyone reading 'The Third'. For all those who were not able to make it in person, here it is online:
I see what you mean! According to Amazon, Wilde's Preface consists of a collection of statements about the role of the artist, art itself, and the value of beauty, and serves as an indicator of the way in which Wilde intends the novel to be read. It may not apply universally?