A Bigger SplashThe feature demands attention through stunning visuals that are shot beautifully and up beats the tone and the enthusiast of the characters and their individual tales. Addition to that, it scores majestically on terms of technical aspects like cinematography, costume design and sound effects. The concept is fresh, eerie and potential enogh to withhold the audience for complete two hours of its runtime. It is bold and not at all pretentious and the primary reason is its gripping screenplay, intriguing conversation and pragmatic characters that the tale revolves around. The adaptation is smart by David Kajganich that is supported by perfect editing. Luca Guadagnino; the director, has done a tremendous work on executing this stunning pitch and pulls it off with confidence on projecting this huge cast on screen. All the actors too, are in their A game and chips it all in and gives a stellar performance especially Ralph Fiennes and Tilda Swinton but doesn't get the support as anticipated by Matthias Schoenaerts and Dakota Johnsson who still needs some more work. The feature also derails somewhere in its final act and fumbles its way down a bit only to pick up for a tense climax. A Bigger Splash is prominent and neat splashing that may be easily forgetful after leaving the screen but until its running, it offers a thrilling ride.

**Update** I have just updated my rating and dropped this horrible film from 5 stars to 1 star. I was forced to re-watch this wretched cringe-worthy movie as I was visiting a friend who desperately wanted to see it because he's a Tilda Swinton fan. I didn't have the heart to tell him how I felt about this film, and good thing, as he actually liked it. Go figure. It was absolutely dreadful the second time.**I really disliked this film. It's pretentious in every way. The characters, every single one of them, are highly unlikable. If you met them at a party you'd say, "What assholes these people are!" And with all the beautiful locations in Italy they chose this barren ugly piece of land on the island of Pantelleria, which I hope has more beautiful stretches than this. The reason they filmed here is likely because the filmmakers received some financial incentive. I don't think I've cringed this much in a film in a very long time. The only reason I'm giving it five stars is because I'd like to support independent filmmaking. What a quandary.

An aging rockstar convalesces at a private home on a Greek Island with her sober lover... until the party arrives in the form of her ex-lover and his spoiled daughter. Lushness of behavior and scenery might be another cliché if not for the singer being almost mute; wonky hipster Swinton does a fine job despite having little to say, and fanatical carefree Fiennes gives a weighty performance that strikes a balance. Meanwhile, party guests come and go, most everyone gets naked in the sun, and a fridge full of wine and fresh seafood fuels "neuvo-riche" chatter as the Rolling Stones get a listen on vinyl. Yet despite its artful and intimate approach, this film sells its soul as it slow-dances toward an unlikely plot point that was maybe added at the last minute to appease conventional audiences. All about sex, drugs & rock'n'roll, this exotic vacation is worth taking only if you can forgive its lazy and proletarian denouement.

I don't blame the actors. I don't blame the directing. Simply put, the story line stinks. I'm assuming that the only reason WB gave a green light was because this was tied to another project. Forced production. Attempting Indi art and respect. Notably, I'll give credit when credit is due. The actors are superb at playing the roles given. The cinematography is beautiful. Gorgeous and romantic. Bonus points for tapping into the libertarian open sexuality. Too bad the story was too ho-hum. Typical. Simple enough to easily assume outcomes, yet characters so unattached that the audience doesn't care. I've watched Hallmark movies that have been more investing in my time.