Aprile (1998)

Director:

Nanni Moretti

Writer:

Nanni Moretti (writer)

Release Date:

20 May 1998 (France)

Genre:

Comedy

Plot:

Nanni Moretti takes a comic look at the ebbs and flows of his life as he becomes a father for the first time. He struggles with distractions while trying to make a documentary of the Italian federal elections.

Plot Keywords:

Life | Politics | Autobiographical | Italy | Fatherhood

Awards:

1 win & 4 nominations

Cast

Nanni Moretti	...	Himself
Silvio Orlando	...	Himself
Silvia Nono	...	Herself
Pietro Moretti	...	Himself
Agata Apicella Moretti	...	Herself
Nuria Schoenberg	...	Herself
Silvia Bonucci	...	Herself
Quentin de Fouchécour	...	Himself (as Quentin de Fouchecour)
Renato De Maria	...	Himself
Claudio Francia	...	Himself
Jacopo Francia	...	Himself
Matilde Francia	...	Herself
Daniele Luchetti	...	Himself
Giovanna Nicolai	...	Herself
Nicola Piepoli	...	Himself

Also Known As:

April (Australia)
Aprile (France)

Runtime:

78 min

Country:

France | Italy

Language:

Italian

Color:

Color

Aspect Ratio:

1.66 : 1

Sound Mix:

Dolby Digital

Certification:

Italy:T | Argentina:13 | Australia:PG | Chile:14 | France:U | Norway:7 | Portugal:M/12 | Switzerland:7 (canton of Geneva) | Switzerland:7 (canton of Vaud) | UK:15

Filming Locations:

Rome, Lazio, Italy

Company:

Bac Films

Movie Connections:

Edited into Il grido d'angoscia dell'uccello predatore (20 tagli d'Aprile) (2003)

Soundtrack:

Cachita

The Fight against Morettiism

You know when you're on the bus and someone decides to tell you their life-story, and you sit there with a pathetic smile on your face when all you really want to do is slap the fool and walk off? Well I had a similar sensation while watching this film. Okay, I did actually choose to go and see Aprile, and I knew about Nanni Moretti's taste for making himself the one and only star from Caro Diario, but after about half an hour of this latest installment from his memoirs I wanted to give Moretti the madre of all slaps. Caro Diario was funny, unusual, and at least a couple of other characters managed to get a word in edgeways. In Aprile, however, Moretti has exclusive rights to the dialogue, so that all you hear for an hour and a half is a high-pitched whine going on about how his politics are best, or what quirky piece of popular culture is tickling his fancy at the moment. He also finds time to slag off films that he doesn't like, something I thought was reserved for losers like me. Surely being in a position like his you'd think he'd try and make a point about cinema a little more intelligently than this. By making a proper film perhaps, one with some ideas and a decent structure, or maybe one that isn't completely dominated by his annoying voice. And when he started fawning over his newborn baby, I just wanted to go and be in the company of someone normal, preferably not a self-obsessed film director with a strange penchant for tacky music. The next time someone you don't know tries to tell you their life-story, give them a slap from me. Every blow will be a small victory in the fight against Morettiism.