16 hours long and still just skims the surface of the genre. But this is great as a primer.

A gorgeous and ridiculous film, which is to say, Italian.

There is no more satisfying feeling than to realize something from your childhood was actually good, not just filtered through nostalgia. This movie explains why I took to Walker Percy so immediately, had already laid the Louisiana groundwork. Nothing has looked as tasty as those crawfish, almost scared to try them now to avoid disappointment.

Whenever my mind is quiet, the words “CUT. Who opened a window?” emerge from the swamp.

-Too many comedies try to wring jokes from naturalistic dialogue. Sometimes it’s just a delight to have classic setup-punchline humor, it’s like comedic classicism. I highly suspect the summer camp in this movie was in the Catskills. 

-Julia and Huston are still a delight, but the sequel gives most of the stage to Ricci and Cusack, who make the most of it. The scene where Wednesday struggles and then succeeds at smiling is a masterclass in acting. The character of Debbie is what happens when the misogyny of the gays is put to good use. 

-Such a delightful movie.