Last night I saw A Casa Notra, an Italian ensemble drama of intersecting lives (yes, another one of those: it's the hot genre). Early in the film a character named Gerry is celebrating an anniversary with his wife when an attractive blond behind their table catches his eye and shamelessly flashes him her phone number with her hands. Looking at the actor playing Gerry (Luca Argentero) it's easy to assume this is a everyday occurence... minus the wife and the anniversary, we hope.
When I got home and looked up Luca Argentero on the internet I decided he had to be the hump day hottie. Anyone willing to shamelessly flaunt their hunkiness in a cheesy beefcake calendar should be celebrated I think.
A Casa Nostra's most recognizable star stateside is Valeria Golino who plays a tenacious financial officer named Rita investigating a criminally inclined very wealthy business man who Gerry becomes entangled with, too. The girl flashing her digits was the businessman's mistress. Oops, Gerry's bad. A Casa Nostra was fairly intriguing as cat and mouse / multiple character dramas go (the face off between Rita and her businessman prey is a major highlight and very well played by Gulino) In the end though I couldn't help feeling that I was missing something. It plays like one of those films where knowledge of political climate and homeland cultural hot buttons might greatly inform the viewing. Not knowing much about Italian life or corporate politics, I was at least content to watch the many beautiful thespians onboard do fine work with their volatile romances and business dramas within the story.
After I was done processing the movie and my mind started drifting away from Argentero, it got me to thinking about a friend I've long since lost touch with, Luca Calvani, who is also an Italian actor. I lost touch with Luca when he left NYC for LA but I use to marvel at his ability to turn heads everywhere (though to his credit he didn't seem to notice). Even in banal places like subways where people generally ignore each other it would happen. People couldn't help but stare. So... heres to Luca(s).
Are all men named Luca crazy beautiful?
While you ponder that question it's off to another screening with me.