Prickle’s review published on Letterboxd:
The Italians did it again, about 20 years after they were last allowed to, and this movie's spot in the Top 250 is well deserved. Yet Italy has its own cultural timetable almost independent from the rest of the world, and we should not discount that. Really half the enjoyment is just hearing the rapid-fire music of their language again.
This movie walks the tightest of tight lines between tragedy and comedy. I wouldn't have thought it possible when done by someone other than like Samuel Beckett, but the results speak for themselves, as this has all the makings of a modern classic, though it's almost timeless too. One can't help but feel they've heard the music in this film before. I suppose movies like this sometimes do exist.