Il Divo is a fast-moving and smart-ass dramatized portrait of Giulio Andreotti, the nearly invisible little imp who might have been the most powerful man in Italy for the past half-century or so. After showing a series of seemingly random and brutal assassinations, Sorrentino (who also wrote the stitched-together screenplay) starts the real action in 1991, when the 72-year-old Andreotti is starting his seventh term as Prime Minister. The film introduces the rogues' gallery of fixers who comprise Andreotti's faction in pure Guy Ritchie fashion, with chop-socky angles, thudding music, and screen titles assigning them all gaudy nicknames like "The Shark" and "Lemon" (except for Cardinal Angelini, who gets the relatively sober sobriquet "His Holiness"). They play their roles to the hilt, particularly Carlo Buccirosso, whose nervy take on Paolo Cirino Pomicino (one of Andreotti's ministers) comes off like Dana Carvey on pep pills. It would all seem like third-hand pulpified hackdom if these weren't real people whose alleged behavior chills the blood.
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