So this is a movie about rich people who are loaded down with ennui, and it’s apparently supposed to be an illustration of the emptiness and meaningless of life for them, like some kind of Italian cinematic Great Gatsby.

And so the thing is, it does this by being itself empty and meaningless.

SPOILERS, but it’s not clear how much you should care even if you want to watch this movie.

The story (such as it is) starts with some dissatisfied rich lady who is all shitty to her dad, and then goes off to see her boyfriend, and doesn’t really like him. Then they (the girl and the boyfriend) go on a little boat trip with friends, and stop at an island; she and the boyfriend have a fight, and she disappears — did she run off? Did she fall off rocks? Did the boyfriend murder her?

The next half hour of the movie is spent searching the island for her or her body. They find nothing. Then the next hour and a half of the movie is the missing lady’s friend and boyfriend going on a tour of Italy together, nominally looking for her but really just banging. They go to see tourist sights, but they all suck and/or are closed. Then their relationship, such as it is, falls apart. Story ends.

So all that sounds really negative on my part, and it is, but… I don’t know, I didn’t hate this. It has a certain charm or atmosphere or something — maybe just the scenery of the Italian countryside and rural towns? I would never watch it again, and I can’t really recommend it exactly, but it wasn’t one of the movies where I’m just muttering under my breath waiting impatiently for it to end, either. Faint praise, maybe, but hey.