Few films made in this century can keep me glued to the screen like 'Una Storia senza nome' (The Stolen Caravaggio). I found the story gripping and full of surprises. Between the lines I can perceive distant echoes of F for Fake and not just because of the presence of a work of art. Yet, this is more about the multiple illusions that only the moving pictures can create. The main plot is filled with thrilling sub plots that eventually blend magically in the end. The characters are all well developed and well acted. There is a lot of humour, but it can also be emotional. I found one scene especially moving, when Alberto (Renato Carpentieri) embraces tenderly Valeria (Micaela Ramazzotti). Details are so well crafted: my favourites are the group of twins in the movie within the movie, the running joke of Muzio (Scevola) and the charming title credits with the naughty putti. What can I say? An instant classic. Bravo Signor Andò: you are the proof that Italians still do it better.
Review of The Stolen Caravaggio
