A Little Man comedy, Italian-style, not many doors down from Charlie Chaplin and Charley Chase. Each of the tribulations of an immigrant laborer in Switzerland is underlined, encircled, starred, and arrowed, as if with thick black marking pencil, so that you have the urge to clean up the picture with a good gum eraser. Perhaps the damnedest exhibition ever seen of German Supremacy and of Blondes Have More Fun comes when several swarthy Italian paisans look longingly out of their chicken-coop domicile at a group of Nordic nymphs and naiads frolicking naked in a woodland stream, stretching their pale bodies in the sunlight, spreading their smooth blonde tresses over the grass, and draping garlands on one another. The depiction here of the Italians' inferiority complex may be excused, of course, as satirical; but the depiction of the Nordics' narcissism can no more be excused than a TV ad for Clairol Herbal Essence or Born Blonde. With Nino Manfredi, Anna Karina; directed by Franco Brusati. (1978) — Duncan Shepherd