What a rich movie! Rich by the number of characters, rich by the show of affection and unhappiness with humour, rich by the shortcuts to tell us what's going on (even though the film is literally two hours and the length sometimes causes short sighs by the spectator).
Watching the long-distance-relationship couple, I was reminded of a recently-watched movie "Nights and Weekends", but then I thought Ex has a better way to show the complexity as it combines many stories (although it's now boring more than interesting to see the aesthetic touch of those films that pull many private lives as single stories and clash them, push them or make them public around one lovable, profitable theme, while still every story belongs to their private boxes during most of the film). In the movie exists the kind of humour that gets you ready to smile even there's no occasion to; faces of actors are chosen well; it's even been a nice surprise for me to see the surnames Tognazzi and Gassman at the end, and to learn these are the sons of two remarkable names in Italian comedy.
But to me the film lost its richness a bit and turned to normal comedies at the very end. Until the last scenes of "many kisses later", the movie was flowing. At the last scenes of couples kissing -except maybe the two lovers who finally get together at the airport-, the act told the spectator: Hey, you're a spectator! Suddenly you're out of the film, which wouldn't be a problem if you never were in. But.. hey, we were in! Maybe the film should have ended when two ex's, the policeman and the doctor, brought together by fate, by the common cause of stalking, looked as a team under the bar lights.
Watching the long-distance-relationship couple, I was reminded of a recently-watched movie "Nights and Weekends", but then I thought Ex has a better way to show the complexity as it combines many stories (although it's now boring more than interesting to see the aesthetic touch of those films that pull many private lives as single stories and clash them, push them or make them public around one lovable, profitable theme, while still every story belongs to their private boxes during most of the film). In the movie exists the kind of humour that gets you ready to smile even there's no occasion to; faces of actors are chosen well; it's even been a nice surprise for me to see the surnames Tognazzi and Gassman at the end, and to learn these are the sons of two remarkable names in Italian comedy.
But to me the film lost its richness a bit and turned to normal comedies at the very end. Until the last scenes of "many kisses later", the movie was flowing. At the last scenes of couples kissing -except maybe the two lovers who finally get together at the airport-, the act told the spectator: Hey, you're a spectator! Suddenly you're out of the film, which wouldn't be a problem if you never were in. But.. hey, we were in! Maybe the film should have ended when two ex's, the policeman and the doctor, brought together by fate, by the common cause of stalking, looked as a team under the bar lights.