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LA RECENSIONE

Comedy from 1988, funny with a feel-good ending. The good Pozzetto plays a jeweler who, after losing his job, becomes an impromptu real estate agent, however, scamming hundreds of poor souls to whom, through countless tricks and disguises, he manages to sell non-existent or other people's properties.

The story is set in a ruthless and unscrupulous Rome, where the cleverest wins (or survives). There is also Athina Cenci, who in this comedy plays the part of a billionaire, also a ruthless real estate agent, who will interact with Pozzetto first to evict him and eventually to negotiate the acquisition of some land. Yes, because our swindling hero will gather hundreds of millions by defrauding a bunch of people and will end up purchasing a plot of land, yet preventing the eviction of some gypsy families living in a shantytown on the land in question, which Cenci would have certainly built upon. So, revenge or a sympathy operation?

Yet Pozzetto is excellent and turns out to be victorious both as a pauper and a thief. And then, there is no lack of the romantic picture, the love story bordering on the believable, also consisting of deceits, but with a rosy conclusion. It's not just a naïve little film, but it has the strength to highlight the social discomfort of certain classes, the real estate crisis of those years (public housing), the escape route of criminality, and the brutality of entrepreneurial hunger.

The perspective is that of a light-hearted, playful comedy. An hour and a half of serenity for a typical Italian comedy.