My Husband Makes Movies

Not since Charlie Chaplin
Has there ever been a film Director
Like this
Mrs. Comtini, is there any truth to the rumor
That your marriage is in jeopardy?
None whatsoever
Everything he does gets world attention
What about your husband's friendship with Carla Albanese?
My husband has many friends
When was the last time he saw Claudia Nardi?
I have no idea
Three years ago, in Majorca
That was gossip
But compromising photographs were published in the Journal
They were composites
We won a lawsuit in that case
But in the public's mind -
Oh, please
When will you understand?

My husband makes movies
To make them he lives a kind of dream
In which his actions aren't always
What they seem
He may be on to some unique romantic
Theme
Some men catch fish, some men tie
Flies
Some earn their living baking bread
My husband, he goes a little crazy
Making movies instead
My husband spins fantasies
He lives them, then gives them to you
All
When he was working on the film on
Ancient Rome
He made the slave girls take the
Gladiators home
Some men buy stocks, some men punch
Clocks
Some leap where others fear to tread
My husband as author and director
Makes up stories in his head
Guido Contini, Luisa Contini
Number one genius and number one fan
Guido Contini, Luisa Contini
Daughter of well-to-do Florentine
Clan
Long ago, twenty years ago
Once the names were Guido Contini
Luisa Del Forno
Actress with dreams and a life of her
Own
Passionate, wild and in love in Livorno
Singing with Guido all night on the
Phone
Long ago, someone else ago, how he
Needs me so
And he'll be the last to know it
My husband makes movies
To make them, he makes himself
Obsessed
He works for weeks on end without a
Bit of rest
No other way can he achieve his level
Best
Some men read books, some shine their shoes
Some retire early when they've seen
The evening news
My husband only rarely comes to bed
My husband makes movies instead
My husband, makes movies
Thank you very much, Mrs. Contini