Italian crime syndication portrays glamorous exploits in the vein of Scorsese promoted epics. Gomorra paints the same topic on grittier canvas with a focus on the underlings of the industry, suppliers, runners, tough guys and collectors. Shot with conflicting lighting levels, making much of the movie difficult to recognise, the apparent amateur sheen is either intentional in its underworld emphasis, or a genuine shortfall of budgetary restrictions.
Despite a 5 story parallel, I failed to spot any progressive narrative. It’s possible that this was an intended direction, focusing instead on abstract snapshots of day to day lives of criminal peons who failed to illicit any emotional tie to the viewer. However, the lack of any cohesion in-story was detrimental to what was essentially a very well imagined, acted and photographed take on an industry normally glamorised. In the world of Neapolitan Mafia, there certainly appeared to be no happy ending I wanted to be a part of.
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