There is a new hype of/on cinema that looks for an erring narrative in its recurring variations, and in this case, the matrix, thematic and figurative (but not formal, hélàs), is clear: those condemned to death escaped from a prison, Mouchette is Aria(d)ne (obviously), Balthazar is Achilles(!) and in the end, at the bars of a prison, is found a perennial love. The sound is intelligent in its realistic conception.
Watching Alessandro Commodin's film is like wandering in a forest with tenderly warm sunlight. But then, you'll discover a cave which has deep darkness & in this you'll witness the abyss called film. After that, you WILL be startled and leave with question you couldn't answer if you spended all the lifetime absolutely. Audacious, arcane, breathlessly beautiful film proves that Alessandro Comodin is "Magic" himself.