Watching La Donna Della Mia Vita (The Woman of My Dreams) is like eating fairy floos – it’s very sweet and pleasant, but in its core it’s just a messy way of eating sugar. The characters in this movie are messed up in their own right – a mum who’s holding a secret on which husband fathers which son, a father who’s having an affair with his accountant, a womaniser older brother who actually has a good heart after all, and a sensitive saintly younger brother who turns out to be a cassanova waiting to bloom. Are the problems in their character caused by a controlling wife/mother? This movie conveys certainly a very messy, very passionately “Italian” story.
Although there are some really funny scenes, I cannot connect with the movie on a deeper level. One may argue that there is no such need to have a connection in this kind of movie, however, I hold the opinion that a movie should draw the audience into story and make them feel involved. La Donna Della Mia Vita only does that superficially. My personal favourite in this movie is Valentina Lodovini who plays Sara, the younger brother’s girlfriend – whenever she is on the screen, she draws your attention to her.
If you want a pleasant movie for an afternoon that leaves no aftertaste (just some messy vacuous sugary sweets), you may want to catch this movie during the 2011 Lavazza Italian Film Festival.