I mean, wife and I almost simultaneously asked the other as the credits rolled - ‘fuck was the point?’.
They’re all a bit shit aren’t they?
All film is voyeuristic by nature, but Sorrentino has this way of placing you in the action, like you’re a child follow their parent around, forever clipping their heels, getting too close. He makes you a living breathing actor in the story. At times it’s intoxicating, sometimes seductive, often unsettling, other times emotionally overwhelming. Plenty times a startling combination of them all.
First two thirds of this is challenging in its feel, it’s manner, quite elegiac, quite drawn out and…