not a comfortable movie. too slow, too analytic, form of homage to the fall of world from Visconti's movies, it is support for reflection. about power, about beauty, about choices, about illusion. and that fact transforms it in a form of poem in images. because the characters are only silhouettes, the dialogs - pillars of the atmosphere, the performances, far to be bad, sketches for who the characters are water colors. it is not Ludwig by Visconti and far to be a Fellini. it is only delicate exercise for define the essence of foreign authority in a foreign land.Alex Brendemuhl does an admirable job for define a king who loose the power from first steps in the new country. Lorenzo Balducci is the another significant piece for define the end of the illusion. more than historical episode adaptation, a precious reflection about the illusion of power.
Review of Falling Star
