Her friend and filmmaker Wim Wenders has just dedicated a movie to her, called with a subtitle that the German vestal of dance used to love saying and saying again. "Pina. Dance, dance otherwise we are lost" is the awaited film-event at the Berlin Film Festival (13/2). Two years after her death, she is already wrapped as an icon. Who knows if the beautiful, but so reserved, Philippine, who everyone called "Pina", would be happy about it. Dance was her religion, and her body bore signs of her devotion: so thin she was almost emaciated, dressed in black, a pale face, always more caved, long dark hair tied behind her neck; Pina didn't have other obsessions but her own art. All worshiped her and lived under her cult, that today, thanks to Wenders, is still alive.
The film is fantastic, Natalie Portman divinely acts and the Darren Aronfsky's point of view is definitely visionary. The beautiful costumes were designed by Mulleavy sisters, in collaboration with costume designer Amy Westcott.
An exhibition at Milan's Triennale explores the power of hats through films, celebrating Italian hat manufacturer Borsalino. The exhibition, entitled "Il cinema con il cappello. Borsalino e altre storie", proposes the exploration of a myth, a journey through the contemporary language, an emotional, nostalgic and ironic look that creates a perfect connection between cinema and history of costume.
