I watched this film at the Italian Comedy Festival. Why this dramatic film was referred to the genre of comedy, I do not understand. That doesn’t mean the movie is bad. It’s just that when you tune in to a fun, colorful film about Italian football, and you get a black and white film where everything is serious, you inevitably face a slight disappointment.
A film about the national Italian religion - football. On the one hand, the story of a major league referee for whom there is fanatical rule-worship. And even the prospect of reaching the highest levels of the football elite does not allow him to neglect the Rules.
On the other hand, the story of the take-off of a village team in Sardinia. For these players, football is the meaning of life. And when a corrupt referee destroys a team on the field, for a rematch, these guys come out like gladiators for their last fight. I wish we had the same!
Justice triumphs.
Of course, this film will be interesting primarily for football fans. But! What a picture! Every shot is a masterpiece. I want to see them endlessly. Until the next shot. The film is black and white and is divided into black and white like two rival teams.
In the film about football there was a place and a few dances. The dance of a referee in a hotel room can argue with Tarantino in "Pulp Fiction" and Mel Gibson's "What Women Want." Women will.