that cozzalone weeks now that we are ill-treated with Checco Zalone here, Checco Zalone beyond.
even went so far to say that his film What a beautiful day has grossed more de Life is Beautiful, which for the average Italian it means the movie is more beautiful Zalone. They
incensing Zalone as the revelation of the year, marching on the corpse of cinepanettoni, which seem (fingers crossed) now fruit.
And in conclusion, in practice, accomplices and also the 900 rooms in which the project passes, is full of people who are going to see the film at the cinema Zalone.
Now, there's only one way to describe this film, and Mr. Village hopefully not be offended if I steal the joke to his rag. Fantozzi, adapting it as needed.
What a beautiful day is a crazy shit.
But I do not mean to make the snob: the movie is ugly, slow, sometimes boring, and just does not work. Looking for emancipation, a rise above the terrunciello ignorant, has lost all spontaneity, the beats slide set (if you save one: "The bathroom is free "...), time comedians have gone down the drain. The supporting actors, then, are thrown in without a reason, and if Papaleo (who made a film, Basilicata coast to coast, far superior to that of Zalone) only seems disoriented, to Solenghi is a beautiful hustler good, and not even try to give the minimum depth to the character.
The plot does not exist, and off without ever having turned in a final disappointment not only because there was no expectation.
What remains? Glimmer Zalone ignorance that made him famous, to be sipped not only throw the familiarity with the television character, and a series of clichés so insistent that it is not funny at all. A disaster on
across the board? Yes, no doubt. A bad movie and hurt, that there should be allowed for any reason to support a Life is good.
NOT go and see it, do yourself a favor.
