Alfredo, Alfredo (1972) should be considered a legitimate classic nowadays; surprisingly enough, it isn't even remembered. This is beyond sad, because the film is not only a vastly underrated Hoffman/Pietro Germi title or comedy, it's just a senselessly obviated film.
In it, the story of a man who meets and marries the woman of his dreams is made into a fable of universal resonances. Far from superficial comedy, the amusement comes from a view on life full of irony and wit. Not one of the plainly farcical events lacks truthfulness, nor the boldly portrayed characters become a caricature of themselves. This unknown marvel happens to register some of the best pace I have appreciated in a movie and that's due to it being a worldly fluidity rather than a cinematic one.
Needless to say, Hoffman's Italian-dubbed turn belongs with his (very) finest work.
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