Bread and Tulips

For me I am not sure as to what I can say about this movie, it confounds me. I enjoyed this movie thoroughly, but I in retrospect can't help but feel like its a hallmark movie, and that makes me feel...dirty. The struggle in the movie appears mild at best,being limited mostly to a series of bizarre flashbacks and an amateur detective. And there is cotton candy happy ending, the movie is cavity causing sweet yet I enjoyed it in its entirety. I think that I like the originality not of the plot on a whole but of the charters, Fermo the anarchistic florist, the fat plumber/amateur detective. Of course Rosalba is an interesting character, a middle-aged house wife that on a spur of the moment decides to head to Venice and ends up taking residence there. And my favorite character Fernando, the waiter that offers the main character, Rosalba, a place to stay and becomes the love interest of the story. I'm particularly found of the this character, he was at the start of the film depressed and suicidal, both of which change during the film, but I feel his speech patterns are perhaps the most endearing part of his nature, he talked with this strange mix of poet and philosopher. And while the blooming of Rosalba into her own person is the main focus the film tries to achieve, however for me the characters that surround her are what stuck with me. However her nightmare sequences were interesting with there surreal feel and bizarre color palates. But I still can't seem to make heads or tails of those scenes and I am not a dumb man. In my earlier reviews I was able to compare those films to other movies I had scene before, yet for some reason this movie defies any of my prior experiences, its an odd mix of quirky characters and yet sappy and cliche story. Its almost like I was hit sideways by warm and fluffy, or a surgical strike force made of cotton candy. I felt pleased... and I didn't know why.