Nanni Moretti
Il sol dell'avvenire

It's been a year since the latest film by Nanni Moretti was released, but I only watched it today, alone at home, on raiplay while the day gave way to evening, an hour earlier than yesterday due to the return of standard time (by the way, I caught a newspaper headline where doctors advised against continuing to impose daylight saving time because it would cause health damage; I don't know more since I didn’t read the article in question, (but that’s another story) so I started watching it while the sun was still reflecting on the Venetian lagoon and it ended with the autumn darkness.

I don't want to write a review like the two nice ones that other users did in 2023 focused on the director and what he meant to demonstrate, quite the opposite, I’ll just say a few brief things that crossed my mind during this hour and a half sitting in an armchair in front of the screen.

The first is that I'm glad the film within the film doesn't end with the hanging of the old communist well portrayed by Silvio Orlando, as it was supposed to happen according to the initial script.

The second is that I found it very touching to see a Nanni Moretti, now seventy years old, who reveals signs of imminent old age, indicated by the way he speaks, breaking words and leaving slightly longer pauses between them, and the way he moves despite the solitary soccer dribbling in the courtyard, but still having the desire to depict lives, situations, and places.

Then I liked the soundtrack, which includes a nice piece by Franco Battiato, Luigi Tenco, Fabrizio De Andrè, and even Aretha Franklin (the one she sang in the film Blues Brothers), and I appreciated the subtle critique towards Netflix when it makes two of its officials repeatedly say “...in 190 countries of the world!”.

That's all, I hope Nanni continues to churn out more films because for me he is a great Italian if not European director, even if they won't be seen “in 190 countries in the world”. I just wanted to write these few impressions without talking about right, center, and left, okay now I lower the electric footrest of the armchair and go for a healthy pee, um, “What the fuck!” as they say two or three times in the film...