Sordi transmutes the picture centrally, one is
outclassed (Monicelli states the formula initially as whoredom pure and simple)
among skimpy millionaires on a resort isle, as opposed to free beaches crowded
to the limit and beyond, polluted, good cheer prevailing nonetheless, while the
wedding anniversary is spent not counting the cost among beautiful people whose
air is refined almost out of existence, as one would say.
“La camera”, the sought-for hotel room, goes to a
skinny little rich kid of an American girl, the management is German or backed
by Germans, one spends the night behind bars, admiring the sea view.
De Sica shares the punchline with Bertolucci in “Il
leone”.