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Rating:
How behind such an apparently harmless and serene title, a murky and dark thriller of Italian origin can be hidden, a true agglomeration of expanded evil, taken from Carlotto, nonetheless well shot and directed by Michele Soavi, where almost no one is saved. The structure is upheld by capable performers, aligned in a flourish of atrocities that, although starting from noble cues in liberation jungles, whose radio waves come and go, and golden Parisian exiles, oh, our bad teachers!, then overflows into widespread wickedness based on, as always, sex, money, and power, interchangeable or not at your pleasure, showing how, without making it too obvious, a desire for respectable normality and wealth was underlying certain final and irrevocable choices and that for obtaining these it was almost permissible to overstep all boundaries and trample everything, which is not entirely true, I would dare to add. But the nightmares of an unresolved past continuously return, as for all of us after all, to make themselves felt, demonstrating the unfeasibility of a non-escape forward and instead continuously turning back the clock's hands. The structure still holds excellently, as I said, perhaps somewhat underestimated, but it could have turned out worse, and thus we consider ourselves absolved though not heavily involved, wanting to paraphrase in reverse the noble text. Recommended for lovers of the genre and with a soundtrack, Aqualung above all, in great harmony with the footage.
The quote: "Listen Pellegrini, you grew up with books, joints, and revolution but your parka was bought by your dad, I raised sheep and sometimes even slept with them, but now they call me doctor, there has to be a reason!"
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