Celluloid Style: La Dolce Vita

In the first of a series celebrating the wonderful wardrobes of iconic movies, we raise a glass of Chianti to La Dolce Vita’s enduring contribution to menswear’s cultural canon.
Celluloid Style: La Dolce Vita
When Federico Fellini's magnum opus premiered in New York City in 1960, the “Latin Lover” trope had already been omnipresent in Western popular fiction since the 1920s. In La Dolce Vita, Marcello Mastroianni’s portrayal of a photojournalist operating in the thick of Rome's growing obsession with celebrity culture was a role that made him Italy's biggest film star. Effectively smelting a character from a lumpen block of caricature, his elegant extraction packed polish, mystique and detail. There’s more to the central protagonist Marcello Rubini’s depth and nuance, though, than Mastroianni’s stoical, cursive adroitness in front of a camera. Fellini needs a generous share of the credit for the artful narrative, one he co-wrote, inspired in part by the Montesi affair - a powerful cautionary allegory, tracing a weary individual’s vain attempts to escape the ennui that comes with chronicling the lives of fading aristocrats, B-list movie stars and society women. The aesthetic masterstrokes of his direction help, too, of course. When it comes to the lead character’s brio as a complex south European lover, though, one shouldn’t overlook his wardrobe. For this, in part, we can thank the sartorial spirit of the age – mid-century style icons including The Rat Pack, Cary Grant in North By Northwest, Connery as Bond and JFK in the White House were all sharp adherents to the sleek, single-breasted, narrow lapelled look. But there’s more to La Dolce Vita’s sartorial might than the broader style sensibilities of the era.
Keeping it simple and polished in black tie. Photo by Riama-Pathe/Kobal/REX/Shutterstock.
A herringbone jacket and French cuffs are no match for the giant embossed cufflinks favoured in the film. Photo by Riama-Pathe/Kobal/REX/Shutterstock.
One of Piero Gherardi's most emulated ensembles, topped off with the character's signature Persol shades.
A classic look that hasn't dated since the film's release in 1960.
Mastroianni plays photojournalist Marcello Rubini alongside Anouk Aimée.
The film carves its own channel within the broader zeitgeist of the time, and for this scholars of menswear in the movies will forever be indebted to one Piero Gherardi, a polymath, self-taught in art and architecture, who trebled up as costume designer, set designer and art director (and won a Best Costume Design Oscar for his efforts). Gherardi was evidently tasked with making the leading man’s wardrobe adjust to reflect his character development over the course of the film. Hence, in the earlier segments of the movie, when Marcello is an ice-cool, insouciant flâneur, operating in the shadows of Rome’s nocturnal revelries, he sports close-cut single-breasted suits (Brioni’s markedly alpha-masculine house silhouette is a good starting point for those wishing to recreate the look) or fitted tuxes, unvented with jetted pockets, and Persol 649s - worn day and night. (His top-left pockets serving as occasional resting places to his sunglasses may be why not a single a pocket square makes its way into any frame of the film – the jury’s out, though, on whether even a neatly folded white one would have made Mastroianni’s markedly virile guises a tad effete). His shirts, meanwhile, all pocketless, feature French cuffs which peep discreetly from beneath the fabric overlaying them, a subtle effect off-set deftly by giant cufflinks.
The iconic scene in the Trevi Fountain between Marcello Mastroianni and Anita Ekberg's characters. Photo by Roger Viollet Collection/Getty Images.
Large, circular polished cufflinks threaten to steal Ekberg's thunder in La Dolce Vita's dancing scene.
The slick sobriety of Marcello’s nocturnal look is perhaps best highlighted by comparison with the American Ivy League style favoured by Gregory Peck’s character, also a journalist, in Roman Holiday, released seven years previously. In the closing scenes of La Dolce Vita, though, Marcello’s character transformation complete, Mastroianni’s all-white linen suit and contrasting black shirt better reflect the new-found flamboyance that lies beneath his attire. The character and his clothes become a powerful dichotomy – a testimony to how profoundly well-appointed, beautiful clothing can complement authentic, genuinely human acting; Mastroianni’s ability to inject authentic foibles and neuroses into his character somehow make his sartorial guises all the sharper, more relevant and beguiling. It’s serendipitous that La Dolce Vita was shot in pre-industrialised Italy, meaning that Mastroianni’s lounge suits were all made-to-measure - especially given the sartorial perversity Mastroianni expressed in the throes of the world’s gushing reactions to one of the most sartorially slick movies of the post-war era. “The day when everyone is very, very elegant,” he told GQ in 1964, “I will start to go around dressed like a tramp.” Twenty-one years after his death, the world is a long way away from ‘omni-elegance’, and no one would be able to hold Mastroianni to his jokey allusion to hobo chic were he around today. Don’t worry, though - we’re working on it.
The Rake, La Dolce Vita, Marcello Mastroianni
In the final scene of La Dolce Vita, Mastroianni wears a beautiful white suit with notch lapels and jetted pockets, over a contrasting dark shirt and neckerchief.