This movie deals with the classical subject of an artist struggling to come up with a new creative idea. The way this. In this case we have Pirandello and a series of circumstances that lead him to one of his great dramaturgical achievements. It's all fiction as far as we know, but it's a good plot.
The problem lies in the execution. Toni Servillo plays again the same character he's been playing since La Grande Bellezza, and it's annoying. I haven't seen him acting a different role since Il Divo, and in any case I refuse to believe Pirandello was such a tight, depressing person.
Verga is also in the film, but only for a very short moment. A pity, it would have been interesting to explore the dynamics and perspectives of the two great Sicilian writers.
The rest of characters are a cliché of Italianism. It's amazing and almost embarrassing how Italians keep portraying themselves in this simplistic, folkloric manner. In this movie, it's a missed opportunity to dive into Pirandello's world.
All in all the movie is ok, it can be watched, but it could have been much better. But hej, it gives us a short performance by Luigi Lo Cascio, which is always a plus.
