Totally unawares, Saverio, a teacher and Mario, a janitor of the same school in which they both work, travel back in time and find themselves in central Italy at the end of the 15th century. They carry with them an unresolved squabble concerning Saverio’s sister, creating a lot of tension between the two, which will increase in the plot. From this moment on they will have to come to grips with the grotesque situation they find themselves in, trying to "hitch a lift" back to the future in a most outlandish way, using and misusing their foresight of the events taking place round that time, and generally making fools of themselves in the eyes of "normal" renaissance folks. Their meeting with Leonardo da Vinci is hysterical, when they become more and more convinced that the genius is in reality a moron. Another character they meet is Savonarola the heretic, who enjoins them to repent, before he is taken to the stake, eliciting some breezy comment from them. If it weren’t for a weird kind of homesickness, they would quite enjoy living in this period, full of daring fashions and tantalising damsels.
The couple shows great chemistry and is funny in every respect. The psychology of their characters is complex and credible - for once comical roles with a depth. Basically, Saverio is an embittered petit-bourgeois forever attracted and rejected by women, envious of Mario, an easy-going proletarian every woman falls in love with. Saverio is scheming, mean and vindictive as much as Mario is naive, generous and forgiving. What a match of talents: Roberto Benigni and Massimo Troisi at the peak of combined creativity. Too bad they will never come back together for another joint venture. Or maybe it is better this way: masterpieces of this level cannot be improved on, at best they can be imitated. For this reason Non ci resta che piangere will shine like a gem in the crown of the best Italian movies of all times. Sadly not many people seem to have seen it, not even in Italy, where the viewers do not need subtitles to enjoy the hilarious juggling of the two actors with the language, but their body language can be universally appreciated.
If you miss it you will have to repent!
春节档，要找一部老少咸宜的喜剧片，有多难。
谁知道脑子里都在想些什么呢？跑向对方的身体不会说谎
racist gag已经足够令人瞠目结舌。女主从不用镜子，男主却一直揽镜自照，特别是倒车scene，强调了一种目光的转移，这是对male gaze的技巧性反转（换句话说，没啥精神性反转：比如与12号球衣男的对峙毫无理由的掩旗息鼓。）
用憤怒、嫉妒、衝撞、意外、傲嬌、賭氣，等等青少年的毛病，來講「愛」。任世界如何改變，我遇到什麼樣的人，我都會一直愛你，我會在你出事時，不由自主地，朝你狂奔去。生命力的雀躍，被愛控制的奇怪自己，無法停止的奔跑——反覆講這三個東西，太瀟灑太可愛了！
一个安德森喜欢色彩斑斓的东北乱炖
2022年电影院看的第一部电影。看了一个半小时提前离场，不想继续带着两层口罩闷得难受地看一部没有逻辑又充满男性凝视的无聊电影。
好久没看麻花的片了 一看 哎 角色行事逻辑和包袱节奏 还是那样的套路化 没什么惊喜
太像Demme老师的片子了，被阳光漂洗过的加州颜色衬着演员脸上毫无伪装的轻松线条，一帧一帧积累起神奇的能量，将年少的爱与时间化为不朽。他们被残酷而温柔的时代推着走，尝到了它的些许危险与伤感，然后拿时间当借口，装作对这种残酷一无所知，只知道他们应该抓住这份温柔，尽情向宿命奔跑。PTA搞起浪漫与怀乡确实太厉害了，就像Demme老师一样，压迫感亲近感并存的大特写，古怪脱线的幽默，包裹着最真诚最动人的角色。十星。
提到了Streisand,却说Julie Andrews is difficult?我不开心。当然我对加州的黄金时代也已经远远不像年轻时代那么神往了。
American Graffiti or younger Punch-Drunk Love.PTA一如既往著迷那種不對稱性／錯位的兩人組人物關係。親密的流動的卻又互相折磨的情感糾纏。以『監護』為核心構建的角力。把握住了年輕人的微妙情感，不僅是70's世代，也是當代的。攝影機的運動真美妙！喜歡兩個人躺在水床上的那場戲的克制，「愛是想要觸碰卻又收回的手」
笑死我了这个片，里面人物都跟哈了叶子一样，神经病得可爱。PTA又拍了一部《魅影缝匠》，我觉得它们内核是一样的，两个时而傻吊、时而可爱、时而酷炫的角色注定应该在一起。啊，太浪漫了，要不是因为是在线看的，碰到好几次卡顿，我还能打更高。但就莫名的，发现现在缺少那种为了设计得花哨但也巧妙的镜头会激动的状态了，我理性意识到了，但是感性没被触发。
好奇怪，很沒有魅力的角色，莫名其妙的愛情。
凭PTA找一个比女主看着还老的男的演一个比她小十岁的处男，就忍不住想加分。和浪漫情愫、智识差异、性别矛盾均无关，不过像磁铁一样，在转念之间折返于吸引与互斥。一些怪鸡人物像巨大的泡沫漂浮于空中，与彼时躁动的年代共振，只为了迎接某一刻嘉年华般的相遇。招牌调度不再令人惊叹，如旋转木马般产生慢性晕眩，多么烂漫而谦卑的姿态。
PTA也拍了属于自己的往事片，关于Valley的展现很私人化，而且对于时代风貌的展现也很具体，镜头里的洛杉矶很真实。对于本片ZZZQ的批评有些无厘头，明显这里展现的就是当年的现实，而且也在女主那呈现了正确的审视角度。
PTA的LA往事，还来了个雅克·德米式“不知道该怎么拍了就这么着吧”结尾；初遇&《I Left My Heart In San Francisco》两场戏很迷人，人物魅力随影片推进而逐级递减
两星给画面和演员。好老套的剧情，好male gaze的结局，好低俗的亚裔玩笑，不敢想象这是2021年好评如潮的作品（而且70mm的放映机画面一直在频闪，看得我眼要瞎掉了。。。
洛杉矶版阳光灿烂的日子？女主角蛮会演的，不笑的时候成熟、笑起来纯真，充分迷茫，生命力旺盛。
1麻花所有爆款电影全是翻拍（抄袭）；2演不了男主角是有原因的；3麻花演员们永远分不清什么是喜剧，什么是发神经；4三谷幸喜的魔幻时刻随时都让人感受到他对电影的热爱，杀手有什么，春节档投机者丑恶的嘴脸罢了。
挺浪漫生动的美式爱情喜剧，装大人的坏小子爱上了口嫌体正直的大姐姐，属于70年代的青春怀旧。前半段偏向青春爱情喜剧，后半段偏向好莱坞怀旧讽刺，的确有一定的割裂。选角选得好青春片差不了，铁律诚不欺我。底层叙事其实讲的还是“那些年”式的年龄、性别价值观摩擦，这种若即若离双向背叛自我来奔赴真爱的故事可实在太青春了！
开始的小清新还挺脱俗的，后面就乱七八糟了。作为一个青春成长故事，甜蜜感和痛感都不足。
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