This ain't a bad film, definitely. But it floats in a sort of Italian mediocrity, together with a million of other movies by Cappuccio, D'Alatri, Veronesi, Muccino (yes, him), sometimes Ferrario and other "young" Italian directors..
Technically the movie is well packaged, there are some beautiful images and sincere realistic intention, an unusual set for movies (Genova and Umbria) and the way it face the cancer theme is surely courageous, but aesthetically it lacks of a precise look or atmosphere, the dialogs aren't truly realistic nor witty and Volo, as a non-pro actor, according to me cannot handle a role deep as this.
Cappuccio tries to give the whole thing a certain halo of spirituality and existentialism but this rarely reach the score of touching the audience. Another thing I didn't like (but it is a sorta fixation of mine, i admit it..) is that in Italian cinema when someone tries to give a representation of freedom it always ends up with a group of people smoking joints around a bonfire. This, like all the other lacks of the movie, is concerned to a very mainstream way to try to look different from the mainstream.
Technically the movie is well packaged, there are some beautiful images and sincere realistic intention, an unusual set for movies (Genova and Umbria) and the way it face the cancer theme is surely courageous, but aesthetically it lacks of a precise look or atmosphere, the dialogs aren't truly realistic nor witty and Volo, as a non-pro actor, according to me cannot handle a role deep as this.
Cappuccio tries to give the whole thing a certain halo of spirituality and existentialism but this rarely reach the score of touching the audience. Another thing I didn't like (but it is a sorta fixation of mine, i admit it..) is that in Italian cinema when someone tries to give a representation of freedom it always ends up with a group of people smoking joints around a bonfire. This, like all the other lacks of the movie, is concerned to a very mainstream way to try to look different from the mainstream.