Alec Davis’s review published on Letterboxd:
I almost wish this was worse. It's definitely not good, but it's surprisingly coherent, and it would've been more fun if it was a complete mess. I don't really believe that more than like two actors in this actually speak Italian, and the story spirals out of control SO quickly. There's a weird amount of casual misogyny throughout, but it's so cartoonish and mostly inoffensive that it's almost endearing in its obliviousness. That's of course excluding James Gandolfini's character deciding that sexually assaulting a guy's wife is reasonable repayment for that guy's gambling debts, which is just gross. Thankfully they don't dwell on that for long, but it definitely leaves a cloud over parts of the movie.