Similar in temperament to other Italian films I’ve seen: histrionic families shout at one another, slap one another, get on each others nerves.
Gets on my nerves.
The 2 brothers – one Fascist, one Communist – grow up, grow apart, love the same girl – yet love one another deep down. With a passion.
Hot temper gets thrown around as per. Flashy finger pointing. Gesticulations of how “with feeling” we all are – because we’re Italian.
Too much quick talk flashes by. Hardly time enough to follow the barely readable subtitles. Can i can put up with an hour and a half of this garble of gabble?
Every 5 minutes is more shoutings, shovings, beatings. Showy feelings of fingers. Crying. With a passion.
I don’t seem to have much fellow feeling for the Italian temperament.
Dir: Daniele Luchetti
3/10
