In this third film in which Roberto Rossellini cast his lover Ingrid Bergman, he again makes her a misfit in a world of open curious people. She and George Sanders, British husband and wife Alex and Kathryn Joyce, drive to the Italian countryside to dispose of the villa her uncle has left her. In contrast to the warmth of the people they meet, at parties and by chance, Kathryn and Alex shoot barbed remarks at each other. After a party where he watches her charming several men, he comments she must have enjoyed the evening. She counters that she was bored, and he must be jealous. He loves the wine, and the food, but his sensuous appreciation is blunted when he gets near his wife. They wander separately, each experiencing emotional connections with places and companions, but their chilliness to each other undercuts the richness of every encounter. One of their visits is to the ruins of Pompeii, where archaeologists have discovered in the ash the cavities left where bodies were vaporized, the outlines of their forms preserved. Having seen Pompeii a decade ago, I marveled at how much more has been excavated than in the mid-50s - this excursion alone is worth seeing the movie for.