Late Antonioni film that takes a different approach than the maestro's previous, mostly celebrated work.
It's set in the unspecified, late 18th century past, it's packed to the brim with convoluted plot threads and reams of melodramatic dialogue, and it looks like garbage, being Antonioni's proto-Lynchian experiment with video cameras.
At the screening I went to, one guy repeatedly let forth loud yawn-sighs that seemed to issue unguardedly from the very depths of his soul. The house lights went all the way up about 4/5ths of the way through, as if the theatre's mechanisms themselves were ready for it to be over. I nodded into a pleasant half-sleep a few times. Yet Antonioni's staging, camera movement, and editing are consistently stunning. And Monica Vitti's in it. Good to see a filmmaker trying something outside their usual practice, even if it is not always successful.