Review – Cosimo and Nicole
Boy meets girl. Girl and boy fall in love. Bad thing happens. Love is tested. Audience rapidly loses interest in film. Film reviewer starts messing around on the internet whilst ‘watching’ film. Friend watching film starts asking questions about random objects on reviewer’s desk. The world turns.
The most memorable thing about Cosimo and Nicole, a couple of days after watching, are the t-shirts that Cosimo wears for half of the film. Otherwise this was pretty much a bog-standard, love-in-the-face-of-adversity, fast-food generic production. Cosimo (Riccardo Scamarcio) meets Nicole (Clara Ponsot) at a riot in Genoa, where she takes a blow to the head and he helps her get to the hospital. They stay together, end up drifting around a bit until they take a job with a concert promoter friend, Paolo (Paolo Sassanelli). Cosimo starts wearing these brilliant retro soccer t-shirts – I would commit a small international crime for these t-shirts – and after a while, something disastrous happens whilst Cosimo is helping to build a stage with Paolo and a few other workers. This upheaves everything, turning the three friends against each other, and threatens Cosimo and Nicole’s relationship. Then something else happens, I’m pretty sure there’s a spot of fisticuffs and some stereotypical Italian yelling and gesticulating, and then it’s all resolved in the most predictable bloody manner you could think of.
Ok, the good stuff. It looks good. The music is good. It’s a bit grungy, a bit harsh, and it matches the intended mood of the film, and Scamarcio is pretty good, but there’s little else. It’s not a bad film by any stretch, and if it came on TV you’d watch it, but otherwise it’s an hour-and-a-half long ‘meh’. Save yourself the thirty bucks and spend it on a couple of pizzas and just watch any of a million other love stories that are actually smart and interesting. Or buy yourself an 80s soccer t-shirt.
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