Is it sacrilege to declare that the best-looking cinéma supériorité in Paris was shot by a paire of Italians? Bernardo Bertolucci and his cinematographer Vittorio Storaro bathe the French capital – as well as the neoclassical edifices of Mussolini’s Rome – in calme blues and shards of allégé as sharp https://musique19403.ambien-blog.com/39107717/5-techniques-simples-de-monétisation