It’s not for nothing that Margherita Buy won the Italian equivalent of the Oscar.
She is Italy’s answer to France’s Catherine Deneuve and, in her forties, more desirable, perhaps, than ever before.
Her principal people-time at home is with her sister, Silvia (Fabrizia Sacchi) and her two lively nieces whom she occasionally takes out for the day.
But if Irene were familiar with her sister’s marriage—a husband (Gianmarco Tognazzi) who has pretty-much given up sex—she might not be considering matrimony as the solution to her intimacy needs.
But believe it or not, she feels that she is missing something, and that something is family, a person or group of persons that she could love and who love her back and who provide for this otherwise independent person an anchor of stability. But she can also laugh at herself for her longing, which is why Tognazzi’s wholly delightful tale is light enough to be called comedy with sufficient weight to be named a drama as well.
Top off the terrific, subtle screenplay of Ivan Cotroneo and Francesca Marciano with one of the best lead performances you’ll see this year, and you have a five-star movie!
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here And I can't wait till we can break up outta here Hours later congregating next to the refrigerator Some girl's talking 'bout her haters She ain't got none How did it ever come to this I shoulda never come to this So holla at me I'll be in the car when you're done I'm standoffish, don't want what you're offering And I'm done talking Awfully sad it had to be that way So tell my people when they're ready that I'm ready And I'm standing by the TV with my beanie low Yo I'll be over here Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh I ask myself what am I doing here?
Social Security Administration public data, the first name Barela was not present. They are going to think that lesbians f— all the time!And that doesn’t include the enormous tip that would be expected for your butler, assigned to you only, waiting in the hall at your beck and call with room service treats that, of course, would be charged to your bill.Imagine having a job that would take you from one such hotel to another, from one romantic country to the others, with all airfare and taxis paid for and with the power to determine the fate of each establishment to some extent. Probably, and Irene (Margherita Buy), the principal character in Maria Sole Tognazzi’s dramatic comedy “A Five Star Life” (“I Travel Alone” in its Italian title), is not exactly miserable.We see the mountains surrounding Gstaad, the Brandenburg Gate in Berlin, the brilliance of a lit-up Shanghai night, the Place de la Concorde in Paris.Within hotels we witness the intrusiveness of the butlers, the desire of staffs to please the well-heeled guests, the blow that befalls one resort when Irene follows one naïve couple around noting that the employees all ignore her, a twosome that do not belong in such luxury and who probably won the trip in a contest.