The movie’s sensuous appreciation of ripeness and abundance extends to food, clothing and foliage; the lushness of a city in bloom virtually bursts from the screen.
Rueful, funny and wise, "The Salt of Life" is a comedy not of errors but of the tiniest of missteps. A warm yet melancholy film of quiet yet inescapable charm, it has a feeling for character and personality that couldn't be more delicious.
It's two fine comedies in a row for Di Gregorio, previously touted for Mid-August Lunch... A winning talent!
Di Gregorio keeps the action and the jokes lissome and fluid, rather than locking them into a rigid formula. As actor, director and writer, he approaches the idea of ever-present longing with the suppleness of a dancer. On the surface, The Salt of Life may seem like a movie made just for old folks. The trick is that it really is about the youth that stays with you, even when your aging body is working hard to convince you otherwise.
Easygoing and naturalistic! Di Gregorio conjures a Rome that’s homey and literally warm.
The pixie-dust ending will leave you smiling ...and likely singing an unexpected tune.
A tremendous achievement. Di Gregorio navigates his film with such a sense of delicacy that its tone is never coarsened.
Full of rich visual detail that will make you smile.
Gianni Di Gregorio is fantastic and should be getting more attention.... Of all of the movies I’ve seen this time in Rome, this is the one I most hope will make it to American theaters.
The film is packed with subtly observed details of behaviour and gesture of a kind we associate with Ealing comedy at its zenith, and an elaborate Chekhovian story is being told before we realise it.
Eminently worth seeing for its sheer warmth and humanity.
Shrewdly observed and sensitively handled this is a warm-hearted, civilised treat for anyone seeking refuge from the summer blockbusters.
Swingers for sexagenarians, Salt is perfect for older audiences who like a little spice in their cinematic offerings.
4 STARS. Lustrous, effortless, entrancing, it infects your mood as happily as a hazy Roman afternoon.
This thoroughly delightful Italian comedy by screenwriter-turned-auteur Gianni Di Gregorio is a kind of romantic realist-fantasia with Fellini in its DNA, and a little of Woody Allen.