Dear Diary

Nanni Moretti doing Nanni Moretti. Three shorter vignettes presented as a diary, though you could just as well consider it a regular anthology, as the three parts don't actually overlap. Moretti hinges his entire film on a light, slightly peculiar sense of humor, which didn't do anything for me, I'm afraid.

In the first short, Moretti drives around Rome on a Vespa, commenting on what he sees, while also indulging in random thoughts. In the second short he travels to the Aeolian Islands, hoping to find some peace and quiet (but not finding it at all), in the final short he has to deal with a nasty itch that won't leave him alone.

The direction is extremely bland, the comedy is an acquired taste and Moretti's performance wasn't very appealing. I can see how some people would find this film amusing, but it left me cold all the way through. At least it was split up in three different parts, which saved it from complete and utter dullness.