Albert Finney
May, 1962
Long before his kook's tour of La Dolce Vita's wilted garden of Hedon earned him the symbolic status of a male MM (a capital distinction previously reserved for Marilyn Monroe), the sweet smell of sexcess had begun to pall on Italy's Marcello Mastroianni. Vita, as the onetime Roman roustabout and Shakespearean player is quick to point out, was his 45th flick in 10 years of self-admitted service as a passive, world-weary seducer. Despite such prima-facie evidence as his finely dissipated good loo...
