Confidenza

With the exception of Paolo Sorentino (of whom I'm not a fan, but can appreciate), contemporary Italian cinema is desperately weak, bland, and characterless. Like a San Remo song which isn't Al Bano.

I was mislead to watch this nonsense by another reviewer.

Horror?! We must have watched different films.

This is an absurdly extended version of Radiohead's video where someone tells others a supposedly horrible secret and they lose their mind.

The characters in this film are shallow, the dialogue superficial and senseless. No, this isn't Sorentino.

There's nothing to keep the interest. Alright, I get it - most people keep horrible secrets and are altogether complex, unfaithful, and possibly horrible.