36 years later: a black hole, a parallel world, a cosmic void, anything but a "sequel."
This is what I thought at the film's presentation, which didn’t escape our friend virus, and indeed took off with a two-year delay (the longest "delay" in the history of an airplane, I believe...)
"By the way," pardon my Anglicisms, I decided to sneak into Maverick's life, like an experienced stalker (editor, I didn’t use quotation marks because "stalker" is in the Treccani dictionary...). After all, I was there in 1986 and saw the first film, I enjoyed the music, the photography, the love story, the hero's emotional breakdown... in short, despite acknowledging its simple and cheesy plot, I liked it a lot.
I was much younger, beautiful (like a proto-Sardinian) and single by choice, almost a perfect bitch, but let's not digress.
We've arrived at today (yes, catapulted): the story seems to have never stopped, and like old friends, we recounted the events of these past 36 years (hence why the film lasts 2 hours and 11 minutes, one might say). Yet, as soon as the first images roll and the music starts, I get a lump in my throat and sniffle just like my neighbor, who, however, must have been 15, at most 16 years old, what the heck is happening to me? (please don't laugh, or I'll get **ed off).
From here on, the story is the present with the succession of events that take us back to the first Maverick, but he shows much more awareness and much less swagger: of course, he's not the same age anymore! (a great modern philosopher, Umberto Galimberti, suggests that the elderly are considered wise because the hormone doesn’t leap anymore, and sex and aggression have subsided… who can blame him?)
I can't spoil it, even if maybe you wouldn't care, since you won't go see the film anyway, but I can definitely say that the action scenes and the photography are exceptionally beautiful and perfect for colors, backgrounds, skies...
I see you, you know, from the other side of the screen, I catch your eyes looking with compassion at a small, old, romantic English woman (oops, Sardinian!), who expresses enthusiastic opinions about a film that ultimately talks about love, friendship, courage, solidarity, in short, briefly put, talks about a life well spent… For me, it's the best sequel I've ever seen, a perfect mix of youth and maturity, a shard of humanity, in the midst of a world of drones.
And now, calmly, go get yourselves... blessed.
P.S.: You may not believe me, but it is a film that captivates and involves (for those who still want simple fun, "of course"!).
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