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A long series of pretty pictures, very pretty and very long, but nothing close to real emotion. Everything feels so prepared to get an Oscar nomination that it may get it. It was in competition at the last Venice film festival but didn't win anything because, I imagine, the Venice Film Festival is a showcase for serious, innovative cinema and "Baaria" is none of that. It is a strange experience to sit through something so sentimental and come out with the sentiments intact. When you get a postcard from a loved one what may make you cry is what it's written not the picture in the card. "Baaria" is a blank card. I saw it only an hour ago in a well attended Roman cinema and the images that remain are just that, images without anything real attached to it. A who's who of Italian cinema parade in small cameos but I couldn't tell who was who. I think in Italy people are determined to transform "Baaria" into a big hit and why not. It is a pretty travelogue of a history lesson that looks like a fairy tale.

I think, but I'm not sure, this was meant to be a sort of comedy, a satirical social commentary. Marvin Hamlisch's music score seems to be underlying that. Well, sorry, didn't work for me. Mostly because Matt Damon goes through it winking at the audience. I couldn't believe in that character at all, not for a minute. On the positive side, Steven Soderbergh and "his cinematographer" understand the ugliness of the story, uglier that funny that's for sure and never betrays that idea. It looks as if shot on video and that helps very much the urge to stay away from this character and his world. Who was Matt Damon's character, really? Frankly my dear I don't give a damn.

Totally unexpected. A film I never heard of by a director I love. Saw it in HD in a large plasma screen and I was immediately taken away by the melancholic and fairy taleish atmosphere of the film. A group of Italian actors, all of them new to me, underline in the most exuberant lyrical tones a life of tragedy seen so many times in Italian movies. This time we seem to be peeping into something private and in the process we miss the links that keep the characters together but I wasn't looking for links, in fact, I didn't know what I was looking for, but whatever it was, I got it. Tears streaming down my face were the unrequested proof of the effect this loving portrait had on me. Martin Donovan is known for getting into his actors/characters faces and get to some shattering truth. Pierluigi Coppola, the "K" of the title, is an actor to watch. Beautiful. Strong and delicate at the same time. I can't wait to see "K. Il Bandito" again but, where can I find it?