had long had an interest in seeing The Pleasure of Strangers of Paul Schrader and as almost always happens after I've left eye mean . And it promised because the cast and crew was bells: Christopher Walken , Rupert Everett, Natasha Richardson and acting Helen Mirren, Angelo Badalamenti in the beautiful Banda Sonora, screenplay by Harold Pinter based on the novel by Ian McEwan , Giorgio Armani wardrobe mistress Big Boss and the legendary Italian producer Angelo Rizzoli ( Fellini and others).
But of course this is a cult film and some snob, full of tourist landscapes of Venice most exotic and dialogues that do not lead anywhere ... in appearance. Al film lacks grip because it leaves us to the brink of fascination with this tale of a couple in crisis who meets a strange couple more mature and for which are attracted and repelled. And though the thing ends in tragedy, mystery and fascination that we try to sell is not stimulating enough. To me, a failed film despite some sequence of interest and lovely Venetian cityscapes. Moreover Walken once again making Walken (which sometimes gets heavy) and some of the most suggestive nude.
a shame.
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