Over 40 years ago, Jep Gambardella, now an aging journalist, wrote a bestselling novel that to this day earns him party invitations, VIP attention, and a respect he knows he doesn’t deserve. Yet the man takes pleasure in this role he plays, the carefree, witty dandy with a stylish apartment affording a breathtaking view of the glorious Rome he adores. But what lies behind the fake smiles, botoxed faces, pounding electro-pop and deceptive beauty of his city? Lost illusions, the memory of a painful heartbreak, a bitter taste in his mouth and a hollow feeling in his chest. Echoing Fellini’s most brutal work, Paolo Sorrentino (Il Divo) delivers a mocking and biting portrait of Rome’s high society. The film, which kicks off with a quote from Céline, recently competed at Cannes where its flamboyant, baroque style, inspiring images and lushly detailed scenes enchanted audiences. Toni Servillo, a favourite of Sorrentino’s, plays the elegant, disillusioned playboy with great irony, complexity and charisma.