Parthenope, born in the sea near Naples in 1950, is beautiful, enigmatic, and intelligent. She is shamelessly courted by many. However, beauty comes at a cost.
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Australia St. Ali Italian Film Festival 
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Ukraine Kyiv Critics Week 
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Portugal Cinema Trindade 
Hong Kong Hong Kong International Film Festival 
Italy6+ USAR Italy6+ 
Greece Spain16 AustraliaMA 15+ 
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Denmark Czechia12+ 
Croatia Ukraine 
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men will be like "I know a spot" and take you to their family's fusion procreation ritual on a first date
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Proviamo a razionalizzare quello che ho appena visto:
Villa Napoli sul mare.
Madre radical chic vuole partorire in mare.
Nasce Parthenope.
Sorca.
Ricca.
Mare.
Dorme su una carrozza di Versailles.
L’amico le sbava dietro e lei niente.
Suo fratello vuole ficcarla ma lei niente.
Lei legge libri e non risponde mai davvero alle domande che le fanno, questo le fa guadagnare il titolo di donna misteriosa ed intelligente (perché è una sorca).
Mare.
All’università si viene già pisciati e cacati.
Ma 30 e lode perché è una sorca.
Vogliono andare a Capri.
Incontra vecchio scrittore, lei vuole lui ma lui vuole il casso. Lei procede a mostrare le tette ad un ragazzino.
Primo piano del mare.
Uno con un elicottero…
Paolo i love you man but you know nothing about being a woman
So…. did she want to fuck the priest, or did she want to fuck god?
An empty, pseudo intellectual, mysoginystic male fantasy that has absolutely nothing of substance to say for its offensively long runtime. "I can write a female protagonist", thought Sorrentino, and then proceeded to make her the blandest character ever, whose only defining feature is her beauty and the fact that every man alive, her brother and priests included, want to have sex with her. I'm so over Sorrentino.
Edit: yes, men, I know Parthenope is meant to represent Naples, it's not a subtle metaphor, Sorrentino bashes it over your head with a hammer. That does not add anything to the film for me and my opinion above stands. Please stop telling me in the comments that I did not get it.…
The longest and most incestuous perfume ad I’ve ever seen
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Delirio di egocentrismo di un regista che ha sempre usato la donna come un pezzo d’arredamento o per farsi due risate quando brutta e grassa e che adesso per dimostrare che ci sbagliamo decide di fare un film con una protagonista femmina.
Sorrentino deve essere parecchio arrogante per credere che a qualcuno interessi delle sue perversioni incestuose e mi sembra anche inutile dire che non ha proprio idea di cosa significhi essere donna. Illude soltanto di farci vedere il mondo attraverso la sua protagonista, in realtà non fa altro che sessualizzarla e feticizzarla con inquadrature ossessive come solo un uomo farebbe, pure quando ha appena diciotto anni. Non solo la sua bellezza ci è sbattuta in faccia, ma la sola…
she’s not like other girls. she’s beautiful AND an anthropologist
bella baxter per i napoletani del Vomero
I can confidently say 45 minutes in that this is the worst movie I’ve seen in the entire festival and Italians should leave incest to the experts (the French)
It’s no secret that Paolo Sorrentino is profoundly obsessed with the topics of youth and great beauty. Such preoccupations — and several more! — are self-evident in films like “Youth” and “The Great Beauty,” two unbridled displays of Italian maximalism that are every bit as subtle as their titles suggest.
Following 2021’s achingly personal “The Hand of God,” in which the Neapolitan director filtered the agony and the ecstasy of his formative years through the same veil of Fellini-esque sacrilege that he’d previously cast over movies about Silvio Berlusconi and the fading splendor of Roman history, Sorrentino is back on his proverbial bullshit with another sprawling flesh parade that’s more consumed with abstract ideals than it is with the stuff…
oggi ti senti più Flora Malva demure o Greta Cool Brat
