I kept waiting for something to happen — then slowly realised that was missing the point. Mediterraneo isn’t interested in plot so much as mood: a group of Italian soldiers stranded on a Greek island, gradually forgetting there’s a war on at all. It won the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film, which tells you something about how effectively Gabriele Salvatores sells the premise.
It’s easy to see why. The setting does a lot of the heavy lifting — crumbling walls, that particular quality of Aegean light, days dissolving into one another without urgency. The ensemble settles into a gentle rhythm, with small character beats replacing anything resembling plot. There’s a quiet charm to it, even when it drifts.
That drift is both the appeal and the limitation. It occasionally feels like a lovely holiday you didn’t quite mean to take — pleasant, restorative, but not exactly transformative. The anti-war sentiment is real, but Salvatores keeps it oblique. Still, it’s an easy hang: not one that lingers deeply, but one you don’t mind spending time with.
Beautiful looking film for those who are missing the blue sky and warmth of the Mediterranean. In no way is this deserving of an Oscar, but it’s an enjoyable way to spend a few hours on a rainy Sunday afternoon.
Very good 'feel-good' film. Watch it at any time, it will leave you with a smile on your face.
Comedy, war-film, drama, romance, a brilliant Italian production.
Will have you packing your suitcases and heading for a Greek island the minute the film is over.