Neapolitans in Milan
(film)
Eduardo de Filippo in Napoletani
a Milano
Napoletani a Milano is a comedy in the classic sense that it has a
happy ending and, indeed, a number of scenes that make you
laugh. Other than that, it is a film about the plight of
southern workers in the north of Italy, juxtaposing the
stereotypes of the shiftless, scheming Neapolitans and the
heartless, greedy Milanese industrial bosses. It is an
unusual film for Eduardo de Filippo
to have made and, indeed, the very first film he wrote
specifically for the screen (as opposed to adapting one of
his own plays). He wrote the screenplay with Age &
Scarpelli (Agenore Incrocci and Furio Scarpelli), the most
famous screenwriting pair in the history of Italian
cinema. I saw the film for the first time the other night;
I had not heard of it before.
The film is from 1953
and Eduardo stars in it, himself, as the “mayor” (never
elected, but popularly acknowledged to be the leader) of a
community of shanty-dwellers in Naples in the grim years
following World War II, before there was any glimmer at
all of the economic miracle that later transformed much of
Italy. These people live amidst rubble and are about to be
dispossessed of what little they have by the Milanese
owners of the property who have decided to build a factory
with no thought for those who will be displaced. That
would be stereotype number one (S1), the heartless
industrialists. Stereotype number two (S2), the conniving
Neapolitans, presents itself in the scheme to get the
property declared a national monument because Garibaldi
once lived there (he didn’t); S2b is the plan to kidnap
the Milanese engineer (played by American actor, Frank
Latimore) in charge of operations by luring him into an
elevator in an abandoned building and hand-cranking him
(nothing in the building works—it is four walls) to the
top and leaving him there like a canary.
Things get serious when
a building at the construction site collapses, killing
five persons who have refused to be evicted. Eduardo leads
50 Neapolitans to the frozen, fog-bound north (Milan) for
a redress of grievances. S2c is the scene where Eduardo
presents the group to the coven of greedy capitalists as
the “relatives of the victims” (they aren’t), who
appropriately and on cue start wailing and keening as if
they were at a funeral in Naples. S1b is the bosses
wondering—their only concern—about the bad press they are
going to get from all this. Then, they accuse: “These
aren’t even the real relatives. You’re just a bunch of
scheming Neapolitans trying to get something for nothing.”
Eduardo answers, “Five
people still died and you offered to do nothing. Would it
make any difference to you if these really were the relatives?”
Stand-off of the
stereotypes. The Milanese offer no money but offer jobs to
all those in the group that had come from Naples,
“knowing” that the lazy southerners won’t want to hang
around up north actually working when they could be at
home in the sunny south waiting for the living that the
world owes them. Touché and three-shay, the lazy
southerners take the jobs in the factory, do very well and
make common cause with their northern co-workers during an
industrial dispute, which was the point of the film all
along —common cause, we are all Italians.
In a medium-is-the-message
way, the film borrows from neo-Realism
in employing a large number of non-actors right off the
street even for prominent roles, as if to say “We are all
equals—actors, non-actors, southerners, northerners.” In a
plea for unity, Eduardo says, “What a shame we have to
call these things ‘trains' and travel from city to city,
Naples to Milan. If we called them ‘trams’ and just wrote
‘Via Posillipo—Piazza del Duomo’ on the side, everything
would seem closer; it would be like living in one big
city.” Indeed, that is the way film ends—fading out on a
tram just leaving via Posillipo in Naples for its short
trip to the other side of town, Piazza del Duomo in Milan,
just 650 km/400 mi away.
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