Layla Pontecorvo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bari

So, I’m thinkin’ – whores ain’t just streetwalkers. Nah, it’s bigger. Politicians, sellin’ souls for votes – whores, all of em. Made me angry, that shit. Hypocrisy everywhere, like in Leviathan’s rotten town. Mayor’s a pig, church’s a scam – “God’s will,” they say. Bullshit. Whore’s the system, chewin’ folks up. Surprised me, how it mirrors life. Little known fact – Zvyagintsev got death threats for that film. Ballsy guy, respect.

Burn ! (1969)

With Queimada!,. Pontecorvo reaches back into the history of colonialism (and espe- cially into the nexus between slavery and capitalism constitutive of that.

So, I dive into the numbers. I’m talking spreadsheets galore. I’m sweating bullets, and my brain’s fried. I can’t even remember if I had lunch. Probably not. But then, outta nowhere, my buddy Marco swings by. He’s like, “Dude, let’s grab a pizza at Da Michele’s!”

Cecilia “Cele” Pontecorvo Obituary