Silvio Muccioni, the creator of this film, probably wanted to imitate his more famous brother, Gabriele, for his first time as a director. The basic problem with this film is one of credibility and a story that does not make much sense the way it unfolds on the screen. The creator has piled all kinds of situations that are just implausible, the way he conceived them.
Then, there is the acting. Mr. Muccioni, as an actor, under someone else's direction might do a somewhat decent job in a film. In here he goes for excess and piles a lot of it, especially in Sasha's torrid affair with Benedetta, his childhood love that suddenly pays attention to him. The other story involving Nicole, the shrink, does not pan out the way its creator had in mind. Add to that the idea that a relative needing money for drugs begs Sasha to go back to his gambling addiction to get a fix, is completely absurd. That Sasha complies with the request, shows a sucker who will buy the Brooklyn bridge from any charlatan that proposes the sale to him.
Then, there is the acting. Mr. Muccioni, as an actor, under someone else's direction might do a somewhat decent job in a film. In here he goes for excess and piles a lot of it, especially in Sasha's torrid affair with Benedetta, his childhood love that suddenly pays attention to him. The other story involving Nicole, the shrink, does not pan out the way its creator had in mind. Add to that the idea that a relative needing money for drugs begs Sasha to go back to his gambling addiction to get a fix, is completely absurd. That Sasha complies with the request, shows a sucker who will buy the Brooklyn bridge from any charlatan that proposes the sale to him.