Film

The Working Class Goes to Heaven

Name: The Working Class Goes to Heaven
Genre: Drama
Released: 1971
Cast: Gian Maria Volonté, Mariangela Melato, Salvo Randone, Gino Pernice, Luigi Diberti

Political drama

A 1971 Italian masterwork about an assembly-line worker whose industrial accident becomes a doorway into radical politics. Volonté is magnetic as a man caught between surviving capitalism and imagining its overthrow. It's simultaneously intimate and sweeping—a character study that unfolds as a political awakening. Essential cinema about labor, ideology, and the cost of conviction.

TMDb rating

3.9

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