Last night, I had the pleasure of watching Il Postino for the second time. This is a film which I enjoy greatly for several reasons. First, the ingenue, Maria Grazia Cucinotta, bangs in the worst way, and that's heterosexually speaking. Secondly, the plot is so simple that, were it not spoken in Italian and require the ability to read to get the subtitles, a kindergartener could understand it. I think that if this movie had been done in English, it wouldn't have near the appeal that it does.
"Man has no business with the simplicity or complexity of things."