Il talento di Mr. Ripley

Titolo originale: The Talented Mr. Ripley
Regia: Anthony Minghella |
Anno: 1999
Origine: United States of America |
Generi: Thriller Crime Dramma
Tag: new york city | friendship | ship | new love | lovesickness | jealousy | dual identity | double life | based on novel or book | venice, italy | beguilement | italy | homicide | yacht | secret identity | atlantic ocean | new identity | prosecution | fake identity | rejection | inferiority | inferiority complex | wealth | male homosexuality | envy | shocking | identity theft | complex | gay theme | intense | distressing | frightened |
Cast: Matt Damon | Gwyneth Paltrow | Jude Law | Cate Blanchett | Philip Seymour Hoffman | Jack Davenport | James Rebhorn | Sergio Rubini | Philip Baker Hall | Celia Weston | Fiorello | Stefania Rocca | Ivano Marescotti | Anna Longhi | Alessandro Fabrizi | Lisa Eichhorn | Gretchen Egolf | Jack Willis | Frederick Alexander Bosche | Dario Bergesio | Larry Kaplan | Claire Hardwick | Antonio Prester | Lorenzo Mancuso | Onofrio Mancuso | Massimo Reale | Emanuele Carucci Viterbi | Caterina Deregibus | Silvana Bosi | Gianfranco Barra | Renato Scarpa | Deirdre Lovejoy | Brian Tarantina | Guy Barker | Bernardo Sassetti | Perico Sambeat | Gene Calderazzo | Joseph Lepore | Rosario Giuliuni | Eddy Palerno | Byron Wallen | Pete King | Clark Tracey | Jean Toussaint | Geoff Gascoyne | Carlo Negroni | Giuseppe Fiorello | Marco Quaglia | Alessandra Vanzi | Marco Rossi | Roberto Valentini | Francesco Bovino | Stefano Canettieri | Marco Foti | Ludovica Tinghi | Nicola Pannelli | Paolo Calabresi | Pietro Ragusa | Simone Empler | Gianluca Secci | Manuel Ruffini | Pierpaolo Lovino | Roberto Di Palma | Dominic Fumusa |

1958: Tom Ripley è un giovane americano educato di modesta estrazione. Cede il posto alle signore e ascolta rispettosamente i consigli dei più anziani. Con gli amici è allegro, non ha eguali nell'imitare i personaggi celebri, nel cantare e suonare il piano. Soprattutto tende spesso a mentire pur di mascherare la propria condizione. Un giorno durante un party la grande occasione: un ricco industriale gli chiede, dietro un cospicuo compenso, di riportare negli Stati Uniti suo figlio Dickie, che vive un esilio dorato in Italia. Tom infatti, si è sentito di spacciarsi per un suo compagno di università, avendo indossato un blazer dell'istituto fattosi prestare da un amico per l'occasione. Il giovane entra in una gigantesca avventura, raggiunge quindi Ischia, dove vive Dick Greenleaf; ne diventa amico, e conosce anche la sua bella ragazza, Marge.

Frasi

Tom Ripley: Peter, tell me some good things about [...] D
Tom Ripley: Well, whatever you do, however terribl [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: Do you even like jazz? Or, was t [...] D
Marge Sherwood: You killed Dickie! I know it was Y [...] D
Freddie Miles: In fact the only thing which looks [...] D
Peter: Can you imagine, though, if he did kill Fre [...] D
[last lines] Peter: Good things about Mr. Ripley? [...] D
Meredith: Oh, God, I've seen you, again. I've thou [...] D
Tom Ripley: Nothing is more naked than your handwr [...] D
Freddie Miles: Tommy. How's the peeping? Tommy, ho [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: Now you'll find out why Ms. Sher [...] D
Tom Ripley: I feel guilty. I feel like I pushed hi [...] D
Meredith: Dickie? Tom Ripley: Hello Meredith! Me [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: I could fuck this ice box, I lov [...] D
Marge Sherwood: [referring to Tom] I like him. Di [...] D
[inspector asks a question in Italian] Peter: [tr [...] D
Tom Ripley: I feel guilty. Marge doesn't understan [...] D
[first lines] Tom Ripley: If I could just go back [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: You can be a leech! You know tha [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: You're so white! Have you ever s [...] D
Peter: Meredith Logue. You were kissing somebody. [...] D
Marge Sherwood: [to Tom] I thought you were going [...] D
Tom Ripley: I could probably see my room from here [...] D
Freddie Miles: Oh God! Don't you want to fuck ever [...] D
Tom Ripley: [singing - imitating Chet Baker] Don't [...] D
Tom Ripley: That ring is superb. Marge Sherwood: [...] D
Tom Ripley: [imitating Dickie's father] "Oh yes, J [...] D
Peter: Tom is crushing me. D
Dickie Greenleaf: You've got to get a new jacket. [...] D
Tom Ripley: And that's the irony, Marge. I loved y [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: Everybody should have one talent [...] D
Alvin MacCarron: In America we are taught to check [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: Hey, you like jazz? Tom Ripley: [...] D
Freddie Miles: In fact the only thing that looks l [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: You know, without the glasses yo [...] D
Peter: Officially, there are no Italian homosexual [...] D
Meredith: The truth is that if you've had money yo [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: Most of the thugs at Princeton h [...] D
Inspector Roverini: Do you keep a photograph of Si [...] D
Herbert Greenleaf: What a waste of lives and oppor [...] D
Marge Sherwood: The thing with Dickie... it's like [...] D
Marge Sherwood: [to Tom] Whenever I look for Dicki [...] D
Tom Ripley: I lied. To her. She thought she'd seen [...] D
Tom Ripley: No matter what you do, no matter how a [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: We're all only children. What do [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: Did I know you at Princeton, Tom [...] D
Marge Sherwood: Tom was telling me about his journ [...] D
Marge Sherwood: Dick? Dickie? I know you can hear [...] D
Marge Sherwood: I feel as if you haven't been list [...] D
Tom Ripley: I suggest you ask Dickie that yourself [...] D
Herbert Greenleaf: You know, people always say tha [...] D
Tom Ripley: I was just amusing myself. Sorry. Dic [...] D
Marge Sherwood: [about Tom Ripley] I like him. Di [...] D
Meredith: Will you meet me tomorrow? Just to say g [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: Marge and I are getting married. [...] D
Tom Ripley: What are you trying to say? Freddie M [...] D
Meredith: Marge, I don't know you, so I've got no [...] D
Meredith: I know about you and Marge and Mongi and [...] D
Freddie Miles: I want this job of yours, Tommy. I [...] D
Tom Ripley: Do you always type your letters? That [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: Marge. Margie. Unbelievable, Tom [...] D
Peter: Sorry, I'm completely lost. Tom Ripley: I [...] D
Tom Ripley: You're the brother I never had. I'm th [...] D
Meredith: I know you're a jazz fiend but do you ab [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: How could it take an hour to fin [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: You're a dark horse, Ripley. D
Tom Ripley: That scent you're wearing... I bought [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: So, what did you actually do in [...] D
Tom Ripley: First of all I know there's something. [...] D
Tom Ripley: Don't you just take the past, and put [...] D
Tom Ripley: Don't you just take the past and put i [...] D
Dickie Greenleaf: It's boring. *You* can be quite [...] D
Meredith: [sheepish] I'm sorry, I wouldn't have ma [...] D
Freddie Miles: Where are you going? Dickie Greenl [...] D
Marge Sherwood: Didn't Dick say? D
Dickie Greenleaf: "See Venice and die," is what th [...] D
Tom Ripley: Ask me what I'd change about this mome [...] D
Tom Ripley: I always thought it would be better to [...] D
Marge Sherwood: Why do I think there's never been [...] D
Meredith: Good-bye. I'm happy to put a face to a n [...] D
Marge Sherwood: Why is it when men play they alway [...] D