And here it supposedly ends this interesting and original tv-series. Unfortunately it is and underwhelming conclusion (considering "1992" is imho one of the best series ever produced).
This season feels like the triumph of period melodrama and cliches: tragic loves, 19th century plot twists, comic-like characters. No subtleties, most of the wit of the previous seasons gone, the complexities of politics, power and media treated like everything is a shallow joke among few kids. Few, because it clearly feels like they decided to cut further on the number of relevant characters (hidden behind various cameo appearances). As if that wasn't already one of the main concerns about the series. Some episodes seem to aim high in terms of structure or setting, yet the result isn't good enough: 2-3 deep moments (ex post) don't turn an overlong b-movie into Musil. All these problems, together with a plot going nowhere - indeed it goes elsewhere, create a mediocre experience.
Maybe it was someone's creative genius plan to take the life away from this production, to mimic the end of a story, a past dying and never returning. To me it feels cheap. And certainly not worthy of my time. Pierobon's slow and depressing Berlusconi - despite some well written jokes and scenes - incarnates perfectly this production; needless to say he seems quite different from the man who charmed millions of people for 20 years.
This season feels like the triumph of period melodrama and cliches: tragic loves, 19th century plot twists, comic-like characters. No subtleties, most of the wit of the previous seasons gone, the complexities of politics, power and media treated like everything is a shallow joke among few kids. Few, because it clearly feels like they decided to cut further on the number of relevant characters (hidden behind various cameo appearances). As if that wasn't already one of the main concerns about the series. Some episodes seem to aim high in terms of structure or setting, yet the result isn't good enough: 2-3 deep moments (ex post) don't turn an overlong b-movie into Musil. All these problems, together with a plot going nowhere - indeed it goes elsewhere, create a mediocre experience.
Maybe it was someone's creative genius plan to take the life away from this production, to mimic the end of a story, a past dying and never returning. To me it feels cheap. And certainly not worthy of my time. Pierobon's slow and depressing Berlusconi - despite some well written jokes and scenes - incarnates perfectly this production; needless to say he seems quite different from the man who charmed millions of people for 20 years.