In the middle of the film, in a bid to keep myself awake, I nipped out of the theater to get a drink of water. And there was a dog. Blocking the aisle. Not a service dog. A white, frizzy little thing—its owner dragged it under the seat so I wouldn’t step on it. That was the most interesting part about watching WE ALL LOVED EACH OTHER SO MUCH (1974). Oh, okay, there was another interesting tidbit around which a subplot revolves: that de Sica made the actor who played little Bruno Ricci in Bicycle Thieves cry by planting cigarette butts in his pocket and then calling him a “ragpicker.” Otherwise, the little boy couldn’t eke out any tears.