Boneless

No.

Slow, insipid.

Impossible to understand what it's trying to say.

Wait a minute.

The best is yet to come.

- All citations and no fire,

to be avoided like a plague.

Lighthearted, isn't it?

- And they get paid right, for sure.

- Well, there were a few too many citations.

- Even if it were, this review seems a little harsh.

I mean, what you normally see in the cinema.

to the worst.

But just because you write low budget on the poster,

that doesn't make it misunderstood masterpiece.

I found it enjoyable.

- Me too, but I guess the director was a little pretentious.

What do you mean?

- I mean, I get it that you want to bring

your vision of life to the screen, your opinion or the rest.

It's your style.

I get it.

There's nothing wrong with that.

But you can't just create flat, stereotypical characters

who react in that world

just because you need end at the end of the movie

the spectator to share your own ideas.

That's just propaganda.

- I don't know if he meant to do that.

- If you show me a moralizing good guy with a six pack

in his plucked eyebrows,

and the bad guys with dirty teeth

or with no hope of redemption,

that just doesn't work for me.

Anyway, the review's far too negative.

I know Sergio, right?

He's a contrarian.

If everybody likes the film,

he has to say it is shit.

If everybody hates the film, it is misunderstood.

- Well, there is a middle ground.

For me, it was watchable, but nothing special.

I wouldn't have chosen him

for the presentation of the exhibition.

Internal politics, Tania.

Internal politics.

By the way, we are officially running out of fuel.

- Okay, can we get there without stopping?

- Oh, if you wanna get stuck in Mestre.

- I'd prefer to spend the weekend in silent here.

Hello?

Are you going to Venice?

- If luck is on our outside, yes.

I need to get there too.

Ah, right.

Yeah, but I had an accident.

My motorbike.

Oh, sorry to hear that.

Yeah, picked up,

but now I'm left on food.

So, I was wondering if you could possibly give me a lift

since we're going in the same direction.

- Listen... - I can pay for the fuel.

No, that's not a problem.

But...

But?

I can't.

Why not?

- It's not because I don't trust you.

You don't even know me.

You have the right not to trust me.

No, it's not that.

So what is it?

- I don't think my wife would agree.

Well, let's ask her.

- That's a terrible idea, really.

Why?

You know what women are like.

No.

You tell me.

Well, they are...

They are different to us men.

- 'Cause they have tits and we only have nipples?

What?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

They are...

They are malicious.

They always think the worst,

and then the husbands get all the blame.

Ah.

- If it was up to me, I'd have taken you anywhere you like,

without thinking twice.

But...

But there's your wife.

Yeah, I'm really sorry.

Sure, no problem.

- Isn't there a bus you can catch?

I've already asked,

but apparently there is a strike today.

What bad luck.

You're telling me.

I would help you if I could.

- So can we try asking your wife?

Huh, are you joking?

She'd be capable of calling the police,

telling them you wanted to steal our car

or sell us drugs or something.

Oh, and then she would whine about it for hours.

Jesus, man.

She's really got you by the balls.

- You know what we're gonna like.

Yeah.

Well, thanks anyway.

I'm sorry.

Hey, is this yours?

Jesus, thanks.

- Imagine what your wife would have said.

You saved my life.

Listen, Tania, I've just realized that I'm short of cash.

- I've just spent the last of mine.

You know I only use cards.

The terminal is broken.

They're coming to repair it in a couple of hours.

What are we going to do now?

Oh, Jesus.

Well, you have to wait.

We'll never get there on time.

Excuse me?

I couldn't help but overhear you,

and I need to get to Venice Airport

but I had a problem with my bike.

So if you can give me a lift, I'll pay for the fuel.

Seriously?

Sure.

If your husband doesn't mind.

Who, Nev?

He's not my husband.

We're just colleagues.

Anyway, it would be very kind of you

if you could do us this favor.

Oh, please.

You are doing me a favor, Miss...

Tania Petrov.

Paolo Ricci, nice to meet you.

And you are Mister...

Neville Brand.

Shall we go?

Take the next one on the left.

Which one?

The next one on the left.

It's not on the navigator.

Perhaps it's a new road.

- No, it's a road that goes through the countryside,

so parts of it are still just their track.

- We should stick to the main road.

No, this one is better.

Trust me.

It's faster, and you'll avoid all the traffic.

I checked it on the internet.

There shouldn't be much traffic.

It did say there was some police roadblocks,

but it shouldn't slow us down too, believe me.

This road is much better.

- Listen, if we can get there quicker, take this road.

Okay, let's take this road.

- When we have a minute, could we stop?

I need to take a pee.

- I was going to suggest the same thing myself.

What are you playing at?

Are you talking to me?

- Why were you so insistent we took this road?

- Because I want to get to the airport

as soon as possible.

Don't you?

Of course, but it seemed to me

you want to avoid the roadblocks.

You're wrong.

Well, I hope so.

But if I'm not, know that I don't want any trouble.

- And who does? - Well, I certainly don't.

Listen.

Don't worry.

You'll be rid of me soon enough.

So you can start working on your wife.

Ah.

Asshole!

I still don't know

how to thank you for your help, Mr. Ricci.

There's really no need.

And please, call me Paolo.

You're Italian, right?

I'm Italo American, actually.

How about you?

Are you Americans?

Oh, no.

He was born in England, and I am Russian,

but I've been living in London for the last few years.

- Are you traveling for business?

Uh, not really.

I've decided to take a break