Italian Studies

I don't really know what they're aiming for here... There needs to be a point to why we're telling this particular story in this particular way.

It's only 81 minutes long but feels like an eternity or two.

Its idea of time is multidimensional, as is its idea of form.

Adam Leon's brief, stylish film never fully unpacks its intriguing premise, but gains feeling and texture from Kirby's performance as a writer in a dissociative fugue.

For a long stretch, Italian Studies turns this trip down memory-loss lane into a low-wattage livewire, an unpredictable stroll into the unknown.

Mildly auspicious if ultimately disappointing.

One of those films you need to feel before you begin to understand. That’s always a huge gamble ... But something this unique and distinguished, as well as refreshingly short, is at least worth one viewing.

In essence, Italian Studies is a movie made up of bits and pieces that never quite coalesce, and perhaps that’s its entire point.

An impulsive saturnine film that follows Vanessa Kirby as she billows around New York City for an unclear amount of time in an amnesiac fugue state. The non-linear timeline of the film accentuates the

The film’s runtime is just 81 minutes however every New York Minute feels like a hour stuck in rush hour traffic on the way to JFK.