With 'The Artist,' 'Hugo' and 'My Week With Marilyn' all on screens, we round up the best films celebrating their own medium
2. "8½" (Federico Fellini, 1963)
Forget “Nine.” (As if you haven’t already.) Fellini’s hall-of-mirrors self-portrait is as profoundly personal a meditation on the agony of creative constipation as anyone has committed to celluloid. Fellini may flatter himself somewhat by casting the suave Marcello Mastroianni in the role of womanizing, artistically flaining auteur Guido, but as the film delves into the frantic collage of unhappy dream, memory and his own sci-fi fantasy, the master paints his career in a decidedly less enviable light.