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Rating: I waited a few days to write a review, it turned into a few months.
Now almost a year has passed and I don't know what to say, expectations have been reset.
Stupid me, because one correct thing I could have said at the time: go watch it at the cinema.
I think the film's release period coincided with Youth (probably a burden I skillfully avoided, but never say never), more or less like (I THINK I'M NOT SURE) what happened with Gomorra and Il Divo. I might be talking nonsense yes, in fact, I can, that's why I do it.
In any case, I chose between the two, because I feared both, and luckily for me, it was one of those times when they screw you but you enjoy it, because it went well for me. Garrone really sorted it out for me: he gathered a good bunch of names, included John C. Reilly (I'm thankful), drafted a screenplay from three tales by father-tales Giambattista Basile, and then he sat in the director's chair and worked a miracle.
Since I was born I think I have never seen, in the cinema, an Italian fantasy like this.
Wait now I’ve put too many filters, otherwise it seems like "it's definitely the best sandwich I've ever eaten in summer, while wearing a scarf, in Verbano Cusio Ossola province, while I mistakenly put my sunglasses in the glasses case." So summing up:
Since I was born I think I have never seen an Italian fantasy film like this.
I just took out one but it already sounds better. But then once I throw in "I think" who’s going to stop me?
Three separate tales narrated with a tight cross-cutting montage, which don’t take themselves seriously, but are indeed serious, for Christ’s sake. Marine and terrestrial monsters, incredibly elegant blood (especially in a scene that it’s been a year but who the hell would forget it), spells and giant fleas.
Watch it yourselves. Or watch it yourself.
Since I was born, as cinema this, fantasy.
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