Nationality Italian Occupation Director | Name Mario Landi Role Director | |
Born October 12, 1920 Messina, Sicily, Italy Died March 18, 1992, Rome, Italy Known for Le inchieste del commissario Maigret Movies Patrick Still Lives, Giallo in Venice, Maigret a Pigalle, Batton Story, Cry of a Prostitute Similar People Gianni Dei, Mariangela Giordano, Gino Cervi, Andrea Bianchi, Leonora Fani | ||
Mario landi io l amavo
Mario Landi (October 12, 1920 – March 18, 1992) was an Italian director known for his giallo movies such as Giallo a Venezia and his television series Le inchieste del commissario Maigret.
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- Mario landi io l amavo
- Mondo squallido ep 69 giallo a venezia mario landi 1979 mondosquallido
- Life and career
- Reception
- As actor
- As director
- As Screenwriter
- References
Mondo squallido ep 69 giallo a venezia mario landi 1979 mondosquallido
Life and career
Born in Messina, Sicily, Landi attended the National Academy of Dramatic Arts in Rome, graduating in direction in 1944. He began his career in theater, working with the best actors of his time, in particular being one of the most active protagonists of the "Diogene" cultural circle in Milan, a reference point for the Italian theater in the 1950s. He made his debut as a film director in 1950, with the musical film Canzoni per le strade, but soon his interests shifted to the new medium of his era, the television; he is regarded as a pioneer of Italian television, for which he worked since 1952, when RAI started experimental broadcasting before starting the regular TV service. From 1955 to 1979 he directed a very large number of television movies and series, occasionally directing a few variety shows, including an edition of Canzonissima. He was less active in cinema, in which he sporadically directed a number of low-profile genre films.
Reception
The films of Mario Landi were not well received. Paolo Mereghetti, author of Il Mereghetti, wrote of Maigret a Pigalle: "the direction is slovenly", while of Giallo a Venezia he wrote that it:
"deserves (or perhaps does not deserve) to be remembered as one of the most idiotic Italian thrillers ever made, a collage of soft-porn sequences and dismemberments of rare brutality that fall into the void, in a childish attempt to astonish."