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PRODUCED BY JESSICA BOTTI

DIRECTED BY COSIMO BOSCO

INSPIRED BY A TRUE STORY

UP TO HERE IS EVERYTHING GOOD?

FEBRUARY 2020

Yo, dude. How was last night?

The usual. I struck again.

What a strike...

Starstruck!

Love?

- My baby... - Be careful, it's hot.

Yes.

Mmm. It smells nice, huh?

- What are you doing? - What?

Sugar. Just a little...

You're on a diet.

Well, ok...

How is it?

Did you make this?

No! You've never made it this good in 30 years.

- Because sugar-free is better. - See??

See??

- Baby. - Good morning Matteo.

Good morning.

- Hi, mom, I'm in a hurry. - Hi.

- Are you having breakfast? - No. I'm in a hurry...

Uh... In a hurry, of course...

You're burning the candles at both ends.

Yes. Well, bye.

Say hi to Tonino.

- Who is Tonino? - Another idiot.

Beautiful. Let me look at you. My goodness.

Do you love me?

From one to ten?

Ten if you don't eat sugar.

I won't eat it, I swear!

Get me a kiss.

Li-ria-ni.

So, guys...

We will study the image and its role in modern aesthetics.

Obviously starting from the beginning, with Baumgarten,

up to today's developments, to contemporary visual studies.

In your opinion...

What makes beautiful an image?

Spatial composition?

Yes... But no.

Attention to detail and color?

WHERE ARE YOU?

- Yes, yes... - STILL STARSTRUCK?

WE'LL BE DONE SOON.

What makes beautiful an image?

Hold on.

Excuse me?

Why are you late on the first day?

Do you work at the night market?

No... no, no. It's the... mmm...

I just drank one cocktail last night, it's not...

- Please sit down. - I apologize.

What is your name?

Matteo.

Matteo, do you have a last name?

- Yes, Geraci. - Geraci. Matteo Geraci.

Geraci, in your opinion what makes beautiful an image?

Mmm... I didn't understand the question... An...

This is what happens

when you think too much about cocktails and not enough about studying.

What makes beautiful a picture.

Mmm... A nice image, yes...

Well, a nice image for sure it's...

It's the result of many theoretical rules, then applied to a sort of...

Uhm... Inner search. I mean, let me explain.

The communication of what's inside combined with...

Various methods of representing it.

I think.

The answer is good.

But in my class you're not late, is that clear?

I apologize.

Before wrapping it up, I'd like to update you on the operating methods...

Jesus, what a pain in the ass...

Yes, he's a pain in the ass, but you're the ass, though.

...it will be a conversation.

You can easily subscribe on the university website,

log in into your students' account, complete the questionnaire

and choose amongst the available dates.

Ladies and gentlemen.

I am a demanding professor.

But I am fair.

Show me your effort and everything will be fine.

Well, otherwise...

We'll spend a bit of time together.

At exams.

Thank you all, goodbye.

Goodbye.

Who has to study, my friend, c'mon...

Yes...

A real fucker...

Geraci?

Geraci, what's a beautiful image?

What a jerk, oh my God...

Hi.

Good morning.

Nice photos.

Thank you.

Well, well...

Nice.

You're a real jerk.

But also really good.

It's because I was late, uh?

It's not because of that. It's your attitude.

Think less about cocktails and more about studying.

Keep taking pictures, you're good.

- Thanks. - Go on...

Alright, thanks again, goodbye.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Do you know what that fucker did today?

By the way I don't like that Liriani guy at all.

No, I like him. He's a pain in the ass, yes, but he's also good.

So good...

So good he only says useless stuff.

Dude, today

images are useful only for social media, PHOTOGRAPHY CONTEST

to sell, you understand? To make cash.

You don't need all of this philosophy.

- Oh! Are you listening to me? - Yes.

C'mon.

Fee-fi-fo-fum... How was that? I smell the blood of a chocolate cake?

Yes, right. Just the smell.

- Oh my God, what did you do? Amazing. - You're on a diet!

So?

Eh, so... You can't have it!

But just a little, just a taste...

- No, stop, stop! - Why?

With that belly you have

you couldn't even button up your uniform.

Which uniform? I'm retired. I won't buttoning up nothing anymore.

Sure, but even you would to, you couldn't.

I like it, tonight we're giving each other compliments.

- Uh? - Here...

Oh my... Oh gosh, what did you make!

- Good! - An art piece.

What, you prank me?

Gorgeous.

- Let me try... What... - Wait...

Wait, I'll try it for you.

You're so beautiful. Gorgeous!

There you go.

You came home earlier tonight. Did you go out earlier?

No, at the usual time, actually. Nothing different.

Good.

What happened to you?

- What? - There, on your cheek.

- Oh here... - Here.

- This morning, against the wardrobe... - Uh?

The wardrobe?

Do you think your mother and I are morons?

When you went out this morning, you didn't have anything.

What happened?

I was in a fight last night, alright?

- Get lost. - Ah.

Why are you telling me as to make me mad? Uh?

You got punched, not me, you know?

Come here a second, hear me out.

- From father to son... - Mmm.

Did you kick in the balls the guy who punched you at least?

- No. - No. Good.

Then do one thing.

Tomorrow, when you meet him, ask for a punch in the other eye, so you have two.

- So I break even. - Break even, yes.

Look at this one...

I'll punch him for real.

Baby?

Will you make a pie too now?

Hi...

- Hi! - I'm sorry about the other night.

My friends can be assholes.

I'm sorry, you are...?

- The girl... - The bunny, yes, the bunny girl.

- Yes... - I remember, yes.

If I see him, I'll kill him.

Ah.

Uhm... Alright...

I...

I should...

Bye.

Excuse-me?

Do you have a coin?

A cigarette?

I should have something. It's not much, but...

Here.

Have a good day.

♪ So tonight I want a star... ♪

Do you hear? From 07:30 AM. Well, you know. You're here too.

♪ So tonight I want a star to keep me company. ♪

♪ That you can use from afar to point out the way. ♪

♪ So love, love, love. Love, where are you? ♪

The epidemic of Covid19 has come to our country.

The virus was identified in a traveler,

patient 0, who, coming back from a flight from the East,

has initially manifested faint flu symptoms.

But the situation has drastically changed in a few hours.

Now he's intubated in Intensive Care.

Oh my God.

Science and Medicine are working to analyze the virus

and find a vaccine as soon as possible.

So to avoid an imminent global catastrophe.

...today coming from China. New infections.

This Sunday only sixteen.

And the baton of the drama is still in Italy's hands,

the second most affected country in the world.

It counts 30% of Coronavirus deaths worldwide.

I mean, it's incredible.

It's not like...

Wait, excuse-me one second.

- Mom? - Where are you?!

At uni, why?

You need to come home right now!

The virus is circulating here as well!

Mom, why are you screaming?

You need to come home, before something happens!

Mom, are you ok?

Right now!!

No...

They might close the university.

- No! - I swear!

I swear! Do you know what that means?

- Uh? - Holidays!!

Holidays! Holidays!

C'mon!!

The evolution of the epidemiological curve on the infection

by Coronavirus Sars-Cov2 in Italy remains essentially stable.

- Morning, Davi! - Good morning to you.

- Can you make me a coffee? - ...953 new cases

in the last 24 hours, a slight decrease comparing to the 1210 of the previous day,

but considering fewer...

Are you sure you feel ok?

What, are you being funny?

No, you look really bad.

An important data, anyways, is the increase of hospitalizations,

74 more in the last 24 hours,

while the number of hospitalized people in Intensive Care decreases, four less...

Stop, stop. Don't come in, stop!

Take off your shoes!

Why?

Take them off.

Take them off!!

- The shirt too. - Calm down.

- Why? What are you doing? - Shut up, idiot.

Take off the tshirt!

- C'mon. - You're out of your mind.

Take everything off.

Here, take the tshirt, take this fucking tshirt.

The number of infected by Covid19 has drastically increased.

More than 100.000 patients infected by the virus in the last 24 hours.

The Government will approve restrictions and containment measures.

Starting at midnight, Italy will officially enter into quarantine.

- Oh gosh, I'm sorry! - No problem.

Europe is trying to keep under control

the second wave of infections of Coronavirus.

The aim is to avoid a new global shut-down.

The French government has informed that

the virus is in circulation in almost 20% of the territory.

In Paris face masks are mandatory

and the executive is also trying to guarantee

the reopening of schools.

In the last weeks we've entered in an undeniable upsurge

of the epidemic, now's the time to intervene,

or better, to keep intervening in a massive way.

Spain wants to reopen schools with mandatory face masks

for kids from 6 years old up.

Concerns about health remain,

considering that infections keep increasing.

Germany too, even with smaller numbers than France and Spain,

is registering an increase of cases.

The German government has adopted new safety measures,

like 50€ fine for who doesn't wear a mask

in public spaces and transports.

We've seen the law from June, that banned large gatherings...

Paola, can you open, please?

Oh, what is it? What's going on?

Nothing, nothing's going on. You know how your mother is. She's apprehensive.

So...

She's a bit scared.

Matteo? Matteo, go away please.

I got Covid!

You need stay away, go away!

Listen to me.

So.

Let me express my opinion.

I saw you cleaning the floor earlier.

And you breathed in a lot of ammonia.

What do you know? Maybe that's causing your sickness.

Right? So what do we do?

We go to the hospital,

we take a tampon and see what’s going on.

- Yes - Uh?

I don't want to go out!

Don't you see the television?

We need to stay... at least one meter apart!

Paola...

Paola, I can't do it anymore.

- Is that how you protect your son? - I can't do it anymore!

- Get out of this bathroom immediately! - No, no...

- Right now! - Mom! Mom?

Mom, please. Open this door, c'mon.

No! I said no, I'm not coming out!

Listen, let's do this. Let's do this, I have an idea.

So, I videocall you, so you can stay inside

and we see each other anyway, alright?

You need stay apart you two as well!

Oh my God, the people in withe robes will come.

Matteo, please...

Matteo, stay away from me, please!

Alright, let's go. Let's go, please.

- What do you mean, let's go... - Let's go, please.

- I can't do this anymore! - Then you'll deal with this. Bye.

Shoot! Shoot there. No, on the right! No, Gabri... Gabri...

C'mon, fuck, there, there, good...

Good... Good... C'mon, fuck... C'mon, c'mon!!

Yes, yes...

Fuck off. God...

Mom...

What are you doing up at this hour? It's 03:00 AM.

Mom?

I see them...

The doctors...

They watch me...

What are you saying?

We can't trust anyone, Matteo.

We cannot trust.

Honey.

Should we go to sleep?

Uh?

It's very late. Let's go...

- Come. - Dad?

Nothing, don't worry. It's nothing.

Dad, what's going on?

Nothing! We'll talk about it some other time.

- You need to be careful,, Matteo. - Come, love.

- Come, love, come. - You need to be careful, Matteo.

- Let's go to bed. C'mon. - You need to be careful, Matteo.

- You need to be careful, Matteo. - It's very late. C'mon.

Let's go to sleep, go. Go.

No, no, no. Love no, love no.

No, love. You're all right, alright.

♪ So tonight I want a star to keep me company, ♪

Here we go...

No...

No! No...

What's going on? Uh? What?

- Nothing. Wait... - What's going on?

Listen to me! Are you sure you want to look?

- Yes, why? - Wait, listen to your father.

- Wait... - Move!!

Matteo...

Matteo...

Go away.

Come... Come up...

Let's go away from here, please. Let's go.

Let's go, Matteo.

Get away from there, let's go.

Let's go away!

Fucking television!

The concept of seriality in art

decreases the magical aura of the product.

But at the same time it can reach the crowd.

Is they cocktail guy here?

Does he have an opinion he'd like to express?

Alright, enough for today.

I'll let you go get a coffee.

In the kitchen, in the kitchen!

Not outside, mind you.

Baby?

Would you like coffee?

Is everything alright?

What are you doing?

Yes, yes, all good.

I wanted to pay my condolences to Geraci.

A student who lost his mom.

The guy of the photographs?

Because of the virus?

Baby...

Dad.

Ehi, buddy.

What is it? What's up?

Dad, I can't do it...

Here I am. At this moment we're one thing.

And we have to always be that, for our whole lives.

Alright? Do you promise me?

Uh?

My friend...

Ehi dude!

Come, come! Come drink!

Drink, drink!

Ehi dude!

I pity you, boy.

Poor you.

Forced to perpetually live in the shadow of horror.

No!

Coronavirus. The infections from Covid19 finally decrease

because of the increase of summer temperatures.

Gradually all touristic activities, bars and clubs will reopen.

The government invites all citizens to not let their guard down,

but it seems that this ugly cycle might be finally coming to an end.

- Ah he's cute! - Yes, uh!

Very much.

Look who's there.

Do you know his mom killed herself?

Why do you think you're here?

Well, I have an idea.

So?

My mom committed suicide four months ago.

I'm sorry.

Where you there when it happened?

I was in my room. I heard a gunshot and...

And I understood.

You understood?

Why?

Because my mom was very scared of Covid lately.

But, you know, one doesn't expect that certain things

happen like that, from one day to the other.

Yes.

This pandemic had and will have devastating effects.

One must not underestimate fear.

What is it?

Do you feel guilty?

No.

Are you sure?

Yes, I just realized I have something to do. I have to...

Unfortunately I have to go. I apologize.

What do you mean, you have to go?

I'm sorry...

Don't worry.

Oh!

What the fuc...

Are you all right?

- You ok? - No, no, it's fine.

You're Geraci.

You were running like a madman. Are you ok?

Yes, yes, all good.

C'mon, get in the car, I'll drive you home.

- No, it doesn't... - Get in the car!

I don't care about restrictions. Hurry.

Can you walk?

Listen, Matteo.

There's a contest happening soon.

They're looking for young artists for a photo exhibition.

Yes, I heard about it.

Look, the jurors will all be great national photographers.

The participants can show their work in the museum and

compete for a prestigious fund in New York.

Bring me your pictures and we'll see if you can participate.

I don't know if I feel like taking a commitment at this time.

Think about it.

I'm giving you a chance.

Fine. I'll think about it.

You do that.

Goodbye.

Ah and thank you for the ride.

Davi!

Davide!

Davide!

Bye dad.

Bye buddy. What do you do? You go out?

Yes, I need some fresh air.

Should I wait for you for dinner?

I don't know. I'm sorry.

He doesn’t know...

When you know, give me a call.

When you drink, you have to look the other in the eyes.

Teo!

Bro, such a long time!

Hi. Hi, Gabri.

Where are you going alone at this time?

Just taking a stroll, I'm going home right now.

No, you don't.

Girls?

This is my best friend.

And also a great photographer.

Hi!

No, I wouldn’t say great photographer, but yes, nice to meet you, Matteo.

- Hi. - Hi.

You come with us to the beach, yes?

We'll have a great night. Just like old times.

No.

I'm really not in the mood tonight.

Let's do it another time.

Excuse us a moment.

I think Matteo is cute.

C'mon!

Teo, fuck, you can't always say no. You have to enjoy life.

Sure, I have to enjoy it.

Teo, you have to get up. I'm telling you.

You think you hit rock bottom?

The bottom is just the start of the bottom.

And you know what the fuck the bottom is, uh?

You live what I live? Tell me.

Do you know that my mo videocalls me?

Teo.

You're right, I...

Don't know what the bottom is.

But I'm the only one

who can lead you upwards.

Then, if we have to hit a bottom...

Isn't it better to hit the bottom of a bottle?

- I don't want to... - C'mon, c'mon, c'mon!

Oh! So?

- Ehi... - Uh?

What the fuck are you doing here?

So what?

Fuck, c'mon, look where I brought you!

Can you hear the music, can you?? Oh??

Uh?

For how long were we waiting for all these asses?

- These bare asses! - Oh! What the fuck?

Teo, I told you when we were driving here.

The bottom is just the beginning of the bottom. The earth opens...

- And closes, enough! - Listen, you're pissing me off, ok?

You can do a few things in life. Do those.

Don't go around telling this type of stuff. Shut up.

Sorry, bro. I can't give advices on suicide mothers. Sorry. Sorry.

How dare you!

How fucking dare you.

Asshole! Asshole!

Fucking asshole.

Go away, jerk!

Shithead!

Hi.

Hi.

You don't really like parties lately, do you?

Listen...

I can only imagine how you must be feeling.

Actually...

Not at all.

I just know...

I just know that words are all we have.

That's why they should be the right ones.

But in the end...

Who has them?

Lucia, c'mon, come! Let's go!

Coming...

I have to go.

- Bye. - See you.

Matteo?

Would you come swim with me?

You know what?

Bro, are you in for a drink?

Hi Lucia, I still have in mind your gaze...

The number of serious cases of Coronavirus registered in the last week

increases again.

According to the experts, the virus would be acting like the Spanish flu,

with a decrease of contagion in summer and a quick comeback in September,

causing more than 50 million deaths in the whole world.

According to World Health Organization, the possibility of a second wave

remains highly plausible.

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

C'mon, get out of here, our of here. Out, out, out, out!

- Get up! - Yes...

You can't stay in bed for the whole day!

- You understand? Get up! - What do I have to do?

What the fuck do you have to do? Clean up, for a start, you stink like a corpse!

Understood?

Here, dress up, c'mon, out. I'm getting really pissed off now!

- What a pain... - C'mon!

Look at this. he has tanks under his feet, all this mud. Look...

Oh! Where are you going?

I'm washing the floor, be patient, no?

Be careful.

I mean, you stay with your feet in the water, like it's nothing.

I'm working!

- It's just water. What a pain in the ass. - It's water! What should it be?

- Fine, enough. Can I? - Yes, go, go, sure. Sorry, uh?

Me, a pain in the ass. Look at that...

Listen, but...

Out of curiosity, uh.

- Oh! - Mmm.

- You're growing them out, uh? - Stop, oh!

Who likes this long hair?

Nobody.

Tell the truth.

- Then why are you growing them? - Listen, stop bothering me, ok?

I'm sorry. No, you know, just because...

I'll surely be just a poor dummy.

I ask myself questions that don't have an answer, but...

But how is it possible that you and me

cannot have one single conversation for once?

- Face to face. - Don't start, please.

I'm just telling you what it is.

I mean, what do I do, in your opinion? What am I, a zero?

I wash the floor, iron... Uh?

I drive you around...

I give you some money... I'm useful just for that. Not because I'm your father.

It's not my fault, if you're mother is gone.

Listen, you're not mom, ok? You can't replace her, yes? Clear?

- You wouldn't be able. - What did you say?

What did you say?

You wouldn't be able!

Shame on you.

Shame on you!

Shame on you.

Why? Why.

Because I try, understand? I try to be your father and mother.

And you should appreciate that. You understand?

But since you have no soul... No soul!

Here I am.

Without a wife and without a son.

It's like I'm not here!

But why...

Why...

Listen, I'm sorry.

If you don't come back...

And we'll remain here...

Me and my father to look at the sky.

Mom.

Hi, Matteo.

Why don't you sing with me?

You know how this song continues.

So tonight I want a star to keep me company,

that you can use from afar

to point out the way.

So love, love, love where are you?

If you don't come back, there's no life in my days.

No, no, no, no!!

LUCIA PAONE REQUESTED TO FOLLOW YOU

HI, WHO ARE YOU?

HI, BUNNY GIRL

GOOD EVENING

WERE YOU WRITING TO ME? YOU HAVE THE WHOLE PANDEMIC TO DO SO

LUCIA, I COULD NEVER FIND THE RIGHT WORDS TO TALK TO YOU

I'M A JERK

FINALLY YOU'RE SAYING SOMETHING MEANINGFUL

I HAVE TO TELL YOU SOMETHING...

TELL ME

I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO LOSE I LIKE YOU A LOT

I DON'T THINK YOU HAVE THE GUTS TO SAY IT FACE TO FACE

Ehi!

- What are you doing?? - I'm going out.

Where? Out? You can't pass from here!

Dad, I'm going to meet a girl, c'mon.

What? Buddy, we're in quarantine. Are you crazy?

You're committing a big fault, for you and mainly for her.

Infections are increasing, you won't pass from here.

Dad, please, c'mon!

No!

No!

Fine.

We're playing statues, uh? Good idea. Should we make faces?

- Let's see who gives in first? - Yes.

Go. C'mon, quick.

- Be quick. - Thanks!

Don't make me worry, please.

- Did you take the right mask with you? - Yes, yes, I have it.

- You do? - Yes.

Alright. C'mon...

A couple of hours and I'll be back.

What did you say??

This guy...

I'M HERE

NO WAY! REALLY?

You're crazy. How were you able to come?

No, in a second, it was just...

A nice run.

What are you doing?

No, given the situation, I wanted to take a picture of you, if I can.

Do you like me that much?

No...

No, no, it's just...

It almost seems that scene... You know, from...

Uhm...

Yes.

Silly...

- I can't let you in though. - Of course.

No worries. Look, I was just passing by here at 02:00 AM, at your house,

but just for a quick stop, I didn't mean to come in, no way. No, no.

Plus if I can't, I can't. I would to, but if I can't, I can't...

I said I can't.

Not that you can't.

What do you...

Careful!

Sorry.

Don't worry.

I came just to...

Lucia, are you alright? I heard a noise.

Yes, dad, all good. I dropped some books.

Why did you lock yourself in?

Lucia, what was that noise?

Yes, dad, I'm fine. Goodnight.

- Alright. - Night.

Goodnight.

- Well... That was close. - Yes.

- It's a bit of a mess coming here. - Eh a little...

But...

We made it...

What kind of movie did you bring me to see?

A movie that I knew nobody would watch.

Uh?

Uh, hold on, hold on...

Dummy.

Let me see.

It's nice.

No. It's beautiful.

Silly...

WHERE DID THE BRO GO?

- WE LOST HIM - WITH WHO? I DIDN'T KNOW!

Thank you!

- It hit you in the head. - No.

Hi!

Good evening, mister Paone.

Is Lucia home?

Of course Lucia's home.

- Giacomo? - Mmm?

Who is it?

I don't know. I don't know.

- Ah you must be Matteo! - Yes...

- I'm Linda, Lucia's mom. - Ah right.

Here, yes, I bet that...

The hubby gave you a welcome worth of his primitive charm.

- Welcome. - Exactly...

Oh how nice. He even brought chocolate!

Come, come in. Lucia's still in the bathroom getting ready,

- but you can come in to wait for her. - Ah, perfect.

Thank. So if I may...

Thank you.

Here we are.

- Lucia? - Coming.

Ah what a nice house.

Teo!

Hi!

Hi!

Maybe it's better if I take these.

Yes...

Giacomo? Let's go.

Giacomo! Let's go.

- No, stop. Stop. - Why?

It's been three minutes and your father already hates me.

Let's try not to have him commit a murder tonight.

No, why does he hate you? What did you do?

Nothing! Since I came in he keeps staring and I don't know why.

Because he's nervous. He does that when he likes one of my boyfriends.

Why, how many boyfriends did you have?

And you?

For what I can remember, no boyfriend, but...

And how did you and Lucia meet?

At a beach party. Last year...

I found him all alone on the dock, talking to the lake.

So you've been together for a year?

No, no, no!

We didn't see or talk to each other for what? Until... A few months ago.

So, you dated...

During quarantine?!

- Yes. - Yes??

No, on socials!

- On social?? - Yes, on... On socials...

How was the meet, dear?

Thank God he liked me.

I understand!

- Does anybody wants a liquor? - No, no, thank you. I...

I should excuse myself because it's pretty late and I don't live near here, so...

If I may, I'll go.

Uhm...

Did you drive here?

No, I'm walking, but it's not a problem. I like to walk.

Oh no, it's shame, though. I even made a nice cake.

Mom, but... if he stayed over?

Uhm...

Why not? Yes!

Right?

Eh...

Yes. After all, why not.

Don't worry.

It's ok.

And why do you think you're having these dreams?

Doctor, if I knew I wouldn't be here, right?

Tell me...

Does it happen, a part from these dreams...

To have... mmm...

Like...

Like some sensations?

- Like if you wanted to... - Yes.

Yes, it happened.

Psychology is an exact science.

What do you mean, doctor?

What does it mean? That I stopped smiling? That I won't be happy anymore?

Doctor, I'm scared.

I'm scared I could be so down that I might fail.

I'm scared I couldn't bear all of this.

I'm scared that, if in then years I won't have a wife and a child

and not even a job, then I might commit suicide too.

I mean, you're telling me that this is an exact science?

No. I didn't mean what you understood.

But unfortunately, Teo, certain traumas don't ever go away.

They're like scars. We can't erase them.

But we can disinfect them. Heal them.

And to do so, we need to be brave.

We need to accept those scars.

And you need to do that too.

You have to accept that your mother was sick.

Doctor, sick or not, my mother is still my mother.

Now, thank you. Anyways this thing you told me,,

I perfectly understood what I needed to understand.

- Matteo... - Ah.

By the way, this chair's uncomfortable.

So love, love, love...

Love, where are you?

You were late again this morning.

Yes, professor. You're right, I'm sorry.

Your apologies are useless.

I'm sorry for what happened to you, really.

Let's forget about the contest.

You should always respect commitments. Always.

No, no, no! Wait a second. I already prepared a draft for the photographs.

I'm sending it right now.

You could have thought about it this morning, when the alarm ringed.

Ehi.

Hi. Are you alive?

I haven't heard from you in days.

Yes, I had class.

- What are you doing? Are you out? - I...

Yes, I'm out and...

And I was thinking about you.

Listen, would you like to hang out tonight?

Mmm, no, look, I can't make it tonight.

What about tomorrow. What do you say?

Yes, yes, if you don't disappear again, yes.

- Yes, alright. Bye. - Bye.

- Ehi. - Hi baby!

Do you have to tell me something?

No, not really.

What's up? You seem weird.

No, nothing, it's just...

It's just that lately nothing's working.

I don't pretend you understand me.

Well, why don't you let me try?

Try to do what?

Thank God nobody can understand me.

Matteo, you know you can talk to me.

Why do you worry so much about me?

Give me one reason I shouldn't.

Did you fall in love with me?

And you?

Lucia, I think you're amazing, really. But...

Right now for you I'm just a pathetic boy

you want to help to feel better.

Nothing more.

Teo, do you say that?

Because how could you love something that in the end you don't really know?

You won't even let me the chance to get to know you though!

Matteo, why are you doing this?

Why can't you try? Why can't you talk to me?

Because I'm not mad at you.

There's only one person I should talk to, but that person isn't here anymore.

And I get that, Matteo. I...

She's not here, but I am. I know, I can't replace her...

- But... - Lucia.

I'm not in love with you.

Well, you're a moron, Matteo.

For once...

For once that you found someone who truly loves you,

you let everything go?

What? You don't even look at me anymore?

You made me come all the way here to let me hear that?

You came all the way here to fill up your ego.

Oh yes?

Fuck you then.

You wanted this.

Bye.

GABRIELE SENT YOU A VOICE MAIL

Matteo?

Dinner's ready.

I'm not hungry.

You're not hungry... Problems?

Lucia?

I don't want to talk about it.

As usual.

Alright.

- Can I touch your hair? - No.

No, fine, fine...

It's you.

I know it's you.

But, if even if it wasn't you, I could stand it.

It's all your fault!

It's...

It's all your fault, do you see that!

You...

You ruined my life!

Selfish!

You sentenced me to a whole life without you.

Maybe it's best I turn this phone off, before going fully mad.

Bye, mom.

Bye, honey.

What the hell...

What's wrong, baby?

Is it because of that boy?

Matteo is too stubborn.

I'm sick of him.

Have a little patience, Mario.

You know what he's going through.

It doesn't matter what I know.

It does.

I know that when you think about him...

You think about your mother.

Or do you believe I'm dumb?

Hello?

Listen, Geraci.

I've seen your photographs.

They're very nice.

I decided to submit them to the contest.

Good.

Well, are you happy?

Yes, yes, no, very happy. Thank you.

Good.

I'll see you at the award ceremony then.

Alright. Goodbye.

Buddy.

It's hard, dad.

It's hard, uh? Tell me about it.

Listen...

I've got an idea.

Like that...

Should I tell you?

Tell me...

What do you say if I go to the kitchen and I'll make you a nice chocolate cake,

like your mom used to do?

- You? - Me.

Well?

What are you laughing about?

I laugh, because I think it'll be a mess, that's why.

A mess? So you think I'm that bad?

Nice... Fine, fine.

I want to try anyways, though.

- The let's try. - Go.

Prep the egg for me, go on.

- Me? - Two of us. We need to stick together, no?

What do you mean?

- Aaaaah. - Only prep, uh?

Don't touch anything else.

So? All good?

Never good, dad.

No?

It seems I'm always unhappy. I don't know why.

Lucia?

Another mess, I ruined everything.

You didn't ruin anything.

This tragedy happened to you all of a sudden. Happened to us.

It's not our fault.

Everybody would have suffered it, you know. The important...

Is here.

And here. The will, the strength...

To move one. Uh?

It's not easy, I know. One thing is to say it.

Another thing is reality.

No?

Sorry, I don't get what you're saying.

I'm saying you can't wait for something to happen.

That someone comes and...

And resolves everything with a magic wand. Tok! No.

Get up in the morning, listen to your father.

Do your thing. You have breakfast, you clean up,

you do what everybody in the world does.

Go outside. Laugh, play, talk. Learn. Filter, reflect. You understand?

Laugh, even if you don't feel like it!

This might be the key to solve everything.

Mom would have wanted this, right?

In this time of your life, think about you.

About Lucia.

About your happiness, your life.

And your mom will be surely happy.

Look, I'm almost irritated to say this.

But you're right.

- At least. - I'm going to Lucia's.

I don't know, maybe she'll come to see the photographs tomorrow, at the show.

What??

- To see? - The show.

You're in it??

Yes.

My boy!

- Why? - Because that's life, it's life!

You do things. Good. I'm happy.

- But I told you. - No! Don't lie.

- You didn't tell me. - Fine, fine.

I'm coming. I'm very glad, it means you're living, right?

That you throw yourself amongst people, that you do what everybody does.

Hi.

What do you want?

I brought you a cake.

It's a recipe my mom made, when I was a kid.

Do you want to have a slice together?

Look, Lucia, I know. I've been an idiot.

But I don't think what I said.

- No? - No.

Well at a certain age you should think about you say before talking.

Listen, you don't know what's going on inside the head of someone

who had to live what I lived.

I'm apologizing.

- Isn't it enough? - No.

No, it's not enough.

It would be enough not being so selfish to let

the past interfere with the present.

Selfish? So you're even calling me selfish?

You said you were in love with me.

To love someone is not what you think, Matteo.

Losing a mother is not what you think either.

It takes so little to go from being the victim to be the executioner.

Don't you realize that you're not the victim here?

The real victim is the one's not here.

Gabri?

Ehi...

What do you say? Do you want a beer?

Listen, I know, I've been an asshole. Ok?

But I need to talk.

Thanks, I'll see you there.

Bye.

I'm sorry, by the way.

We're brothers.

I'm sorry too.

But...

What about that girl you liked?

The one... from university.

Ah, Lucia. Yes...

A shithole.

Because I'm a shit.

I don't know why. Lately I can't seem to get it right.

Don't worry.

You're not the only one who doesn't know what's the right thing to do.

I had no doubts! I don't why, but...

Can you help me with this, please...

- I don't know how to. - The knot?

Yes...

Dude. You can't even do a tie-knot.

Uh?

You, youngsters, you say you know everything.

- Uh? - Yes...

No? Isn't it so

Look carefully, look.

You turn the big one, then you pass it under. Mmm?

- Mmm... - Then back here.

And then you pass it once again.

- Understood? - Yes.

Where did you get this tie?

From the undertaker? They're the final ones, no?

- No. - Is it mine?

- From your drawer. - Well...

All good, yes?

Here it is.

Go. Can I touch your hair? Do you want me to fix them?

No!

Here, go.

- I pull? - Pull.

- Not that one! - Which one?

Eh, the big one. That one keep it still, under.

Go on, pull this one up, here.

- You do it! - Don't you see?

- Don't you see it looks... - Oh!

Stop! Here it is. Fix your shirt, c'mon.

My boy.

- Like this, no? - You look good.

- Nice, though, eh? - Nice.

I made a handsome boy!

I didn't expect it.

Hello?

Welcome to the 19° Edition of the Modern Art Festival

"Slice of life".

In a few minutes, we'll begin the award ceremony

of the photographic category.

Oh, it's time! C'mon!

I'm very happy you're here. Really.

Good evening.

Mario Liriani, I'm your son's teacher.

Geraci, very glad.

Thanks for the opportunity you've given my son.

Sometimes you get things in life by facing them.

Without looking behind, but always going forward.

This is my wife, Elena.

- Nice to meet you, madame. - All mine.

Nice dress.

Thanks, Matteo.

Nice pictures.

They're beautiful.

- Soulful. - Soulful, yes.

Thanks.

C'mon.

Now we'll introduce the five students

nominated to receive the Oliviero Toscani Award

for their passion,

bravery,

dedication and talent they put into their work

in such a dark and somber moment for humanity.

The nominees are:

Azzurra Marchesa,

Tommaso Sartoli,

Simone Clesi,

Matteo Geraci

and Vanessa Rossettini.

And the winner

is...

Vanessa Rossettini!

I'm proud of you either way.

Thanks.

I love you.

- Me too. - Please, let's make

another round of applause for Vanessa Rossettini.

- Listen up. - Mmm?

I have to tell you something.

You know I'm forward-looking, no?

- Not like this jury. - No...

So from today on I'll be your agent and I'll follow up your business.

Ah! Even an agent now, uh?

- Ah. - Sure.

And since I'm your agent, now you go outside

to sign autographs at photocall.

Photo?

- Photocall. - Call, right!

It's call I didn't understand...

Go, go.

I'll explain later.

Excuse-me?

Could you sign an autograph?

What are you doing here?

Thank Gabriele.

Damn him...

Yes...

Let's go...

Wait, I'll help you.

Thank you! You're so nice.

Where are you going?

- To the bus stop. - Ah.

Come, I'll walk you.

Take this. You'll eat it with your father.

Thanks...

Goodbye.