THE LINK:Aldis (Giuseppe M. Gaudino 1995) TVRip.avi, 401Mb
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Aldis (Giuseppe M. Gaudino 1985) TVRip.avi 
Not surprisingly, it's almost impossible to find any information about it: it was never released,
and it aired on Rai3 because Enrico Ghezzi (who is the man you should thank for all Rai3 stuff) love this director's work
and has a personal friendship wiht him. If you like creepy surreal movies, and you don't dislike some
stop motion and other tricks here and there, you shouldn't miss this one.
Senses Of Cinema writes about Gaudino:
"But the problem is the same with contemporary Italian cinema. Which movies are seen abroad (thanks to state funding) and in the festivals? That an old-fashioned film such as Pupi Avati's Il Cuore Altrove (2003) is featured in the Cannes selection (mainly because Avati is director of Cinecittà Holding) is only depressing. It is of no surprise that the best Italian film of recent years, Giuseppe M. Gaudino's Giro di lune tra terra e mare (1997), has not been seen outside of Italy – but this is another story."
"Giro di lune tra terra e mare" was little or not seen also inside of Italy, but this is another story
Here's the translation of some italian text that briefly appears on the otherwise mute movie:
03:28
I remember that in that day
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to caress my smile was
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the last of your thoughts.
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You caressed it in the dark,...
before... going out...
now, your hand take the meaning of my history away with it.
My smile is now just a memory, soon will be an obsession,
because you will not recognize me and you'll want to know...,
but you'll run away.............
Fading out, brief flashes of:
an empty bed;
a face of a woman, a red smile on her lips;
a bird's cage;
a man get off a bed;
a woman's dress from the same bed;
....
[etc./unreadable... is it the screenplay?]
37:39
....in that day,
when watching my smile was the last of your thoughts,
when I then heard your steps again, going away from me,
I stared at your image when you went out of my room.
As I raised my hand behind the curtains, I don't know
for how long a time I thought and I fancied that, at least,
the memory of my smile would bring you back to me.
From the window, against you, when you turned back, I shot.
So in that same sunny day, in that same moment, the delusion
of this story of mine was over.
You are, and just a little ago you were, only the invention in
one of my paintings...
thanks Trep!!! I'm all over this!
