In this charming home movie, a family catch a gondola ride in Venice while the the narrator, Naomi Bloom Rothschild, at the ripe age of 89 years, gazes in wonder at her 3-year old self. In passing she speculates on the likely damp nature of the cellars in Venice. Clearly a native born New Yorker, it would be heresy to imagine a whole city without cellars.
The fashions are wonderful, and Venice has aged gracefully in the intervening decades. San Marco Square and the Rialto bridge look the same as they do today but with fewer tourists thronging the narrow ways.
We found it moving to look at the very canals and alleys where the investigators will run in such terror in our fictional visit to Venice.