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Under the Tuscan Sun plays like a fantasy for divorced
middle-aged women. A woman endures a rough divorce only to run
away to Tuscany, Italy, buy a dream house and find her dream man.
Of course, there are struggles along the way – thunderstorms
both small and large. But Sun fails to offer us much
beyond a sort of escapism for depressed women.
Not that it doesn’t try. Under the Tuscan Sun
reads like one of those dime a dozen self-help/inspirational book
that only depressed middle-aged women read. We are constantly
bombarded with trite truisms and pseudo wisdom whose sound is
more pleasant than its content profound.
I haven’t read the book. Frequently film adaptations of
quality, life-affirming books fall into the trap of touching lightly
upon complex ideas and simply coming across as superficial. I
sense that such might have been the case here, hard to tell. Strange
to say, but as much as I dislike this movie, I’m actually
fairly interested in reading the book someday.
In order to keep the fantasy realistic, Under the Tuscan
Sun tries hard to keep things at the level of the everyday
woman. Frances (Diane Lane) deals with problems like snakes and
thunderstorms to complications with friends and men. She seems
like she’s constantly on the verge of a sort of breakdown.
Through frequent attention to her trials, the film tries to play
up the emotional content of her successes and achievements in
a way that’s moderately touching but ultimately unengaging.
I do appreciate the art direction though. Appropriately titled,
Sun’s cinematography is continually warm. Without
the aid of camera filters, Sun manages a picture that
is bright with yellows, oranges and off-whites. The meticulously
done set decorations and costumes keep up this tone to its fullest
from beginning to end. Furthermore, Diane Lane, with her orange
skin and red hair, is the perfect cast and blends in wonderfully
with the world around her.
Though the script utterly fails, Tuscan Sun stays alive
through its constantly beautiful pictures of the Italian cities
and landscapes whose hills and vistas are worthy of anyone’s
fantasy.
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