Carlo Orlando

Enrico, Carlo, Davide, Cinzia, Elisa. Three Saturdays in the life of a group of friends in a quiet town in Piedmont. One night in November, one in December close to Christmas, the third in February. A look at their lives and their daily problems, more or less important, which will lead someone to make even an extreme gesture.

The film recounts Carlo Giuliani’s day of July 20 and, parallel to it, the July 20 of the march of the ‘disobedients’, or the ‘white overalls’, among whose ranks Carlo died. An individual’s story is told in all its absolute concreteness, the friends he meets, the snack bar he goes to for a bite, the roll of scotch tape he picks up on the street; whereas a multitude’s story is told in all its epic tragedy, the night under the rain, the colossal preparation against the march, the advance behind shields, the attack of which the multitude was victim, the defense that gets organized.

In an unspecified future the human race is struck by a light that pushes those who see it to suicide. But there is someone who tries to save those affected by facing the danger of becoming attached to them.