Overwrought nine-tenth-life crisis drama; not even a great cast can create sympathy for the artistic and existential turning points on arty display.
Update! Another year, another slate of films proving there is almost nothing that men can do, think, or be that The Movies will not deem worthy of a story.
Winners are indicated. I got 16/24. Pretty good, if I may say so myself.
As a parody of Italian cinema, it’s tedious. Except we’re supposed to be taking this seriously. As if.