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This pseudo-intellectual generational oblivion, out of sync, disoriented, intimidated, uncertain, languidly confused, made up of false good-heartedness, mood and moral lightness (the Pieraccioni universe) is at the very least worn out. In what you, dear Paolo, define as the universality of feeling, and the escape from categorization, there lies an abyss of embarrassing screenwriting. The poor definition of the characters is simultaneously 1) a structural limit of the screenwriter and 2) the ultimate conception of the screenwriter who imagines characters light, light, hazy, hazy. In a word, inconsistent. But what love, Paolo? This is the behavior of the jester who "fell in love because I had nothing to do," and all these intersections are decadent, just like the figures (the figures is more appropriate) described by the director, and for God's sake, this is partial realism. Enough! Stop him! However, your review is at least appreciable (the effort) and I read it with curiosity.

In my opinion, for heaven's sake, the actors in Matrix (the first one, since I haven't seen the sequels) are rather bland, or rather, the portrayal of the characters is very poor. Then again, I understand the fans of the genre, but overall, despite having a good underlying idea, it is managed terribly, stretched out worse, and concluded exquisitely badly.

very good. Mrs. Rece.

You always raise incredibly difficult (delicate) issues to tackle, and you do so with a clarity infused with suffering that makes your writings melancholic and painful. The pretext that sparks your review alone deserves a 5. textbook-worthy.

...with peaks of vulgar madness, which I do not find, I must say, to be spot on...

I WENT TO CHECK A PHRASE FROM THE review, where you talk about "Jerry Lewis, in his last great film appearance," and it seemed strange to me... indeed, checking on Wikipedia...
Bentornato picchiatello (Hardly Working) (1980)
Comiche dell'altro mondo (Slapstick (Of Another Kind)) (1982)
Re per una notte (The King of Comedy) (1983)
Qua la mano picchiatello (Cracking Up) (1983)
Mr. sabato sera (Mr. Saturday Night) (1992)
Il valzer del pesce freccia (Arizona Dream) (1993)
Il Commediante (Funny Bones) (1995)
in hopes of having provided service...

But I believe that in this film it was only the director of photography. (I haven't read the review yet). I don't know!

how is it possible????

I quote Denise too, and at most Allroh. ;D

yes yes, you vv(plural of majesty) well! long live the serene sssidd!