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.