8 1/2 is widely regarded as Federico Fellini's masterpiece, though it is an abstract admittance of failure. (The film, however, has few faults it does not itself admit - a benefit of a film containing its own critic).
Its opening [has] perhaps the greatest dream scene of all: Marcello Mastroianni's Guido stifled in a silent traffic jam, onlookers gazing blankly at him as he rises through the sunroof of his car, high into the sky. The rest of the film isn't too shabby.
Somehow, the movie is more than the dated crisis of a naval-contemplating artist. It's about the inability in all of us to make sense of our lives, put it all together and come up with something meaningful.