Francesca - Bobby Paunescu, 2009
Francesca is getting ready to leave for Italy. She is Romanian, and the people around tell her horror stories about how the Romanian immigrant workers are treated in Italy. She can see generalization and preconception in these stories, and tries to stay optimistic about her dreamed future, but doubts creep in.
This film ignited strong reactions when presented at Venice Film Festival, and as a consequence of Alessandra Mussolini request, it has been banned in Venice. The discussion though is real and is an assumed goal of Bobby Paunescu. The Romanian director who grew up in Milan refused to be a detached witness of the increasing tension between Italians and Romanians. This film is his attempt to pull the signal for an urgent need for a change.
But this film is also much more than that. It is, in the first place, a delicate and rich portrayal of today's Romanian society. While the heritage of the communist era subtly infiltrates buildings, habits, and people, the opportunities of nowadays make up a mirage that tricks people into becoming prisoners and eventually victims of their own failed dreams.
The atmosphere of the film is full of details and nuances, and often feelings or ideas are rather suggested than directly communicated. Francesca lives with her mother in a modest flat with delicate art drawings on the walls, an orthodox icon on a table, flowers arranged in a vase, an old inexpensive sofa in the living room. They have an affectionate relationship, visible in the way they dust the furniture and clean the spider webs together, or in the way the mother leads her out the door when Francesca finally leaves telling her mother to get back inside before someone kidnaps her.
The sound in the background adds a constant extra dimension to the space created by the image. In the apartment, we can hear the mom watching a loud TV, while we follow Francesca in her bedroom. When talking to her dad at the small kitchen table in his flat, they are interrupted by a child voice from another room. On the street, a popular music is playing somewhere in the neighborhood while the characters have their own dialogue.
The beautiful, rich shots flow naturally. Once at home, Francesca throws herself exhausted on the chair in the hallway and her mother comes from the kitchen to ask how she is: all that we see is the mom from the back and Francesca's feet as she takes her shoes off in the background. In the love-making scene, we can guess the choreography of the moves by the characters' dialogue, as they are shot from the other room through the open door of the dark bedroom.
The dialogues encompass a wide range of emotions specific to each situation, from tender and warm (between Francesca and her parents, or her lover), to ironical (with the dad's wife), to witty and affectionate sarcastic (with her two friends - sparkling exchange at her friend's house), to tensed and uncomfortable (with her godfather), and to stressed and frightened (with Remulus in her apartment). These situations bring as many different human interactions, as each group of two characters is caught in a unique complex dynamic that goes beyond the spoken words. Gestures, glances, moments of tensed silence, hugs, whispers, hands shaken, tears - are all details documenting Francesca's emotional universe.
But the more I write, the more is still to be said. Better than the words, go and see
Francesca, a movie that deserves more than two thumbs up!