Christian De Sica

Not a bad actor, indelibly (or "indelebbirmènte" as he would say) off to a rough start, for a quarter of a century playing in trash cinema and slapstick comedy (a good combination, the latter didn’t last long) under the fir tree, almost continuously from shortly after > until the negative zenith of 2015 (the impersonal ileostimulation of two years later, in short, the Ca-ca-ta SuperVacanze-prrt doesn’t even count) in which he plays the most boorish and petty of his characters...but well before the last bit of flattery with Boldi, CDS holds quite a different view in the Rai and Mediaset miniseries: self-deprecating, rarely weak in >, and phenomenal acting proof of the other side of the coin in >, where he honors the memory of the legendary dad (something that Claudio A. never managed). Career, in summary, tri-directional, and it doesn't stop here: also taking a fleeting glance/ear at his stints as a "mini-crooner" and jazz-ragtime singer with a proper band and not the sad DJs from the suburbs, eh eh çésss though! I give him a 3, hoping that at 70 he won’t fall back into the fake cinema scene, won’t jump into politics, won’t partake in disasters like Domenica Live, won’t catch COVID again, and maybe writes a nice detective novel that combines Nero Wolfe and Coliandro 🥴