A gorgeous Rome. Few friends. Some tensions. And a lost. Nothing new, impressive or strange. Only little drops of cinnamon atmosphere. It is an old poem. Every word is known. Every sound is familiar. So, it is not good or bad; it is only madlene of experiences of life, movies, books, dreams, desires. Stefano Accorsi is beautiful but he remains a smoke statue. Pierfrancesco Favino is interesting and may be the axis of movie; but in the last part is only piece of stage. The characters are paper cakes. And the good intentions, larges, are only... intentions. The film talks about the things of ordinary past. For the Bovary's clones or paseistics, for the sensitives guys or for a white night may be a good gift. But not more. That the seeds of a new day makes the old lyrics only flakes of ash.
Review of Saturn in Opposition
