When Pacchioni decides to take Verdi's funeral he does something really deep, on a philosophical level: for the first time the soul of a man (of a great man and artist) can be artificial conserved thanks to the eternation through the machine and the images. It is something philosophically intense: cinema - that here is still in a Lumiere's style of taking reality and experimenting on elementare capacità of the technique - can be also a historical instrument, that allows to maintain moments in eternity.
