Italian and world film legend Michelangelo Antonioni turns 93 today. Creator of some of the most gorgeous, deliberately slow films ever made (and the reason for the creation of the word "Antoniennui"), Antonioni is a magician of mood and a master of mise en scene. His films are among the most physically beautiful I have ever seen, to the point where I feel strangely humbled after watching them. It's like he's sitting next to me saying (in heavily-accented English) "You think those other things you watch are cinema? This, my friend, is cinema."
Me? I'll be watching L'Avventuraand having a beer in his honor tonight. An Italian beer, if I can find one. I suggest you join me.