What is Parthenope if not a love letter to youth?
Celeste dalla Porta embodies all the years we've lived and forgot, all the pain and love we've endured, all the nights we were awake talking nonsense.
Sorrentino was able to capture her beauty and he built a movie around it. She's more of a ideal woman, a sort of deity: too perfect to be true. It is impossible not to fall for her. How could you not stare in awe when her meditative stare becomes a smile: falling in love is as simple as that.
So I declare: a new Diva is born, a timeless star, forever young.
Apart from Celeste, the movie seems to be looking only for the best shots and poetic quotes. This generates a sense of artificiality that can be distracting and annoying. The narrative is loose and the plot is basically nonexistent because the movie cares more about chasing the aesthetic than building a cohesive story. It's an artistic choice that some may love and others may hate.
I love Celeste dalla Porta in this movie and I'm more than happy.
I hope you could be too.
