The production is good, the film has great photography, costume and art direction. "Reality" scenes fade colours, as if the drug-controlled life is gray and depressing, while the madness is cheerful and colorful. Vanessa Gerbelli saves the cast by embodying the insanity of a character difficult to portray. The other actors, though hardworking, suffer from clearly theatrical-addicted direction: exaggerated and artificial gestures, loose hands on their sides (who stands like that in real life?), Uncomfortable figures on the scene, waiting for their moment to recite, the voice propped up, everything refers to a stage that does not exist. But the biggest problem is the predictable dialogues filled with choreographed drama. The movie is worth the exercise of putting yourself in the shoes of a schizophrenic (or pretty much any other kind of mental disorder that affects the perception of reality), but it could have gone deeper to investigate other obstacles and situations besides seeing imaginary people.
Review of Amor Assombrado
