"What was God doing before he created the world?" asks Mavi, the character played by Daniela Silverio. "Nothing!", replies Niccolò, the main character of the film, played by Tomas Milian, an alter ego of Michelangelo Antonioni himself, director of the film within the film. This is right at the beginning of the film, which gives you hopes, believing that you will see a deeply philosophical film. But, hopes are dashed immediately and you have to have nerves of steel to resist watching the whole movie, 2 hours and almost 11 minutes. This is what happens when you don't have a film subject, you make a film with a film director who doesn't have a film subject, who doesn't know what he wants, and the whole film he is looking for the face of a woman which he wants to cast in the film for which he doesn't have a topic. OK, let's admit that it is a film about some difficult characters, in search of themselves. But the main actors are not convincing. Believable are Marcel Bozzuffi, an exceptional actor, who appears very little, and my compatriot, the Romanian Veronica Lazar, also excellent in a small role, the delicate sister of the character played by Tomas Milian. But, it doesn't save anything. Even the sex scenes and the total nudity of the two actresses with angelic faces, Daniela Silverio and Christine Boisson, do not save the film from total boredom. The musical fragments used, exactly to my taste, Tangerine Dream, Peter Baumann, Orchestral Manoevres in the Dark, etc., do not help either. I warned you, if you resist until the end, check if you're still alive, you might have died of boredom without even knowing it.
Review of Identification of a Woman
