Critic Reviews

[A] small, beautifully made film.

For all the limitations of its setting and palette, this is a gorgeous, visually exciting movie.

Though the setting is a retreat from the world, where not terribly much happens, within its confines Lorenzo gets an eye-opener about both human frailty and interconnectedness, courtesy of someone even more troubled than he is.

Not even Bernardo Bertolucci's choice of a lead actor with visible facial acne scars, in a welcome gesture toward authenticity, is enough to overcome the gaping hole of psychological nuance at the center of the film.

Bertolucci is indeed a master, and Me and You evidences numerous thematic connections to his earlier work as well as constant proof of his distinctive gifts as a stylist.

It remains remarkable that, at the grand old age of 73, Bertolucci is still making films of intelligence and guile, let alone features about teenage angst and sexual maturation.

A slight but engaging two-hander.

It’s a pleasing if minor piece of work, like a semi-precious stone that you’d still keep.

Script and acting are flawless – but set beside Bertolucci’s glory years (The Conformist, Last Tango In Paris, Novecento) it all feels a bit slight.

The director's "Stealing Beauty" and "The Dreamers" were both sympathetic but prurient films about teenage sensual awakenings. Me and You is sweeter and more resonant, and a potent comeback for the 73-year-old director of "Last Tango in Paris" and "The Last Emperor."