Can it be sacrilege to declare that the best-looking film set in Paris was shot by a couple of Italians? Bernardo Bertolucci and his cinematographer Vittorio Storaro bathe the French cash – plus the neoclassical edifices of Mussolini’s Rome – in amazing blues and shards of light as sharp as https://colab.research.google.com/drive/1uOuqECQ6jeJrjgNVNnwzuHGx1fUW-_eg?hl=bg