stomach pays the potato chip toll

Thanks Revolution in 35mm. You had some good recs after all.

Needless to say this movie was a blind buy and I'm very glad I bought it.

Rogas leaning against a wall waiting for a bus watches a car approach from the monumental archway gate with sectional doors.

Rogas and his Communist journalist friend dining al fresco on a wood deck overlooking the sea.

Rogas in dark hall full of surveillance men bent over little tables looking at files, folders, speaking to suspects, lit by single lamps from above.

Rogas approaching another monumental arch, walking past expensive parked cars.

Two men opening sectional doors of yet another monumental archway gate in a tall stone wall.

Now I really have to visit.

More archives. Long tables under hanging dome lights in a room where the walls are huge wooden cabinets labeled with letters.

Rogas rifling through a box archive. The walls behind him are labeled A B and C in big wooden letters.

Rogas talking to a judge in another weird ornate room with large portraits.

Wooden head of a martyr under glass dome.

Rogas in a cluttered bedroom looking at a large wall-mounted photograph of a woman while a bearded man sitting on the paper-strewn bed says "I know she framed him for animal abuse."

A strangely small square dining table in the middle of a large dining room with chandelier and hardwood floor and old wallpaper.

Rogas small in the center of what maybe used to be a ballroom, dilapidated now, two large full-length portraits leaning against the wall, single lightbulbs hanging from long thin black wires.

A closer look, showing the tall smeared mirrors on the walls.

From behind Rogas looking at one of the portraits.

Another great interior. Do places like this still exist? Something about it makes me think of the Locus Solus mansion from Ghost in the Shell: Innocence.

Cranes and tower flats under construction behind tiny wooden shacks.

Rogas approaches a suspect in a field in front of the flats.

Rogas sitting next to a suspect at the foot of a monument in a very de Chirico blasted stone bright sunlight town square and of course a church there too. Reminiscent of the Crestfallen Warrior in Dark Souls II's Majula.

Monument from a different angle showing two men sitting on uneven stone steps in the distance. Trivia from the commentary: the monument was surrounded by a little railed-in garden but director Francesco Rosi had the set designer remove the railings and temporarily cover the garden with all those white stones to increase the desolate atmosphere.

Rogas walking away from the monument toward the church. A palm tree.

Rogas farther away.

From high up in the archives camera looks down on Rogas working alone at large table of paper evidence and photographs. I love this shot.

Rogas pensive and tired, chin in hand.

Low angle shot of chief of police walking past angled painting on a pillar in some kind of Dark Souls archive.

Looking at the levels of walkways of shelves of volumes.

An old map of Sicily made of square tiles mounted to a cross

Police chief and Rogas in front of evidence board in the archives.

My favorite interior in the movie. Looks like something out of Les Cites Obscures.

Old men of power dwarfed by massive arch and stone stairway.

Old men of power descending the stairs.

Large soldiers guarding concrete airport runway. Tiny Rogas and police chief diminish toward a blank horizon.

Rogas handing bank slips to the chief on the runway. Behind them is a huge green-swathed stone outcropping.

Rogas outside a bleak island fortress prison.

Helmeted soldier dominates left side of frame while train pulls into platform where 70s hippies are busking with guitars.

A lemon grower gestures beyond his orchard to the overpass and slum of apartment buildings on the horizon and tells Rogas "They're the ones that wanted it this way."

An ornate funeral procession led by a marching band emerges from a church and circles a large heavily decorated stone monument in the town square.

In the distance children playing football in the paper-scattered square while men on a ladder take down a chi rho sign. In the foreground a pile of smoking garbage bags.

Tiny Rogas walks by the monument in the now-deserted smoking square.

State funeral and aftermath.

The eccentric old monk gesturing with his finger and saying "Don Bernardino here, while he still lived"

came here at night, descended into the crypt

and made the bodies spill everything.

Back to the wide shot of the inspector facing the monk at the casket, the monk finishes "Thus, he himself knew about everything."

Protagonist Inspector Rogas as played by Lino Ventura.

An ancient bearded monk carrying a taper gestures to a casket with his cane and tells Rogas to open it.

In the casket, a preserved body under grating.

An old man in black overcoat barely discernible in shadows dominating the frame except for a wall of suspended preserved clothed corpses on the right.

Old man's face in profile against backdrop of out-of-focus corpses.

More shadows and corridor of bodies.

Long view down the corridor lined on each side with corpses. In the distance the silhouette of a man is seen at the top of stairs framed by a tall narrow curved archway.

Opening shots in the Capuchin Catacombs.

Going to post some more screenshots from Illustrious Corpses. Not sure I can alt text them all; apologies.

Excellent suggestion, thank you.

I'm pounding the table and chanting Porco.

Where does one order Japanese candy. I'm looking for a source of Kasugai watermelon gummies that isn't Wegmans.

Did you find out what it actually was?

A calico cat on a hay bale mid-yawn.

A calico cat on a hay bale ignoring the camera.

Jam.

Close up of a pussy willow catkin fully opened with many tendrils.

A catkin more tightly packed and still yellow.

Pussy willow catkins.

An orange-feathered hen wearing a blue fabric saddle.

The rooster in mid-step, one leg cocked. A speckled something or other.

Lemon Cookie has to wear a special protective saddle because the rooster mounts her so often.

Probably a commentary on the economy that I know of two separate women who pivoted from photojournalism to wedding photography.

Want to listen to the Alex Cox commentary but two hours for an immediate rewatch is asking much.