"Invent a new door, decide what's behind it, and open it!" says her psychiatrist/friend (because she seems more like a friend!) to Flavia, a young 50-year-old, beautiful, intelligent, but too afraid to live her own life.
The plot is not original, but extremely real: two failed marriages, two children, two new families she clings to in order not to be alone, a whirlwind of grotesque, paradoxical, cruel situations from which Flavia cannot (or does not want to?) escape.
This woman is overly intelligent, yet truly "stubborn" in her insistence on being entangled in an all-too-predictable role-play: the holy water font of this cathedral built upon an extended family of "crap" (can I say it? Yes, I can say it).
A well-structured film with a skillful mix of reality, dreams, voice-overs, memories, sensations: at times, to be honest, a bit convoluted and I would say closer to French cinema than Italian, but always very elegant and pleasant.
At the center of it all? The woman, this unknown creature, who seems fragile and defenseless, but in the end, has the courage of a lion (oh, no, I meant lioness).
How will our protagonist find her way without getting lost in dark alleys and alleyways? I can't tell you, of course, and I invite you to see this second work from Morante, who surely brings some of her past experiences into it, but with much tact and delicacy.
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