Before he was a man without gravity, he was just a boy, and before that, just a baby. He slid down his mother’s birth canal and immediately floated up toward the labour ward’s ceiling in a small, rural Italian town.
As a small child, Oscar’s mother and grandmother work tirelessly to keep him safe inside their house. They isolate him, keep him home from school – anything to protect his secret. His mother sews him a special weighted coat just to keep his feet on the ground, and when that fails, his friend Agata gives him her weighty pink backpack. But while little Oscar longs to be a regular kid, secretly he sees himself with a super hero’s abilities. It’s a lot to keep to himself. And it’s a lot to keep to myself – there are plot holes here that have me biting through my own tongue, but for the sake of “suspending disbelief” to “enjoy a movie” I’m doing my best to let them “not cause a nuclear meltdown in my brain” as they say.
Perhaps it’s no surprise then when adult Oscar (Elio Germano) puts himself on some sort of EuroVision reality competition. Which is weird because miraculous as it may seem, his ability has limited television appeal. He doesn’t fly, he merely floats. Even a one-trick pony would learn a second trick just to roll his eyes at the Man Without Gravity.
Anyway, before the television audience can lose its patience, Oscar gets an agent and everything goes tits up. And then things get really weird.
Anyway, I watched the dubbed version, which never does anyone any favours, except for me, Jay, who is too lazy to read subtitles on Netflix because I’m invariably doing something else and I don’t just mean biting my tongue REAL HARD. This movie has a few good ideas, and I had a few more just thinking how much better my script would be. That’s worth something, right? Maybe not a partially-severed tongue, but something.
ASSHOLES WATCHING MOVIES 
My logical brain would have issues with this. Why float? Gravity is the attraction of two bodies with mass, so he has no mass? Yeah, things like that won’t leave me alone and allow me to suspend disbelief. Pass.
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I was more like: without gravity, how did his bones develop, his muscles? Astronauts go to space for a few days and it changes their bodies…
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Even the concept of biting through “my own tongue” is not a sales pitch that Tubularsock would gravitate toward with or without gravity.
Tubularsock will just eat his popcorn alone without Oscar. Thanks.
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Probably more efficient anyway.
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How disappointing! Sounds like the writer didn’t do the necessary research to create a believable and gripping plot.
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It seemed more interested in the celebrity side of things, but it had really lost me intellectually before we even got there.
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Damn silly idea.
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I don’t like the concept…or the look. Hmmm…
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meh….🙄
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The concept alone feels like it would bother me, especially if they don’t explain it carefully enough.
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This sounds like the sort of idea Italo Calvino might come up with and turn into a very clever and funny short story, but it’s really hard to imagine it holding up as a full-length movie.
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I think it would work better in almost any other medium – I guess the things I thought were interesting were left unexplored and they went down a different rabbit hole.
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Bit off-topic, but I just wanted to say I greatly enjoyed that video you sent us from Disney! Those drinks looked ridiculous(ly) awesome!!!
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Aw thanks – some of those drinks were awesome and some were not!
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“Definitely more mind trick than Jedi.” Classic. Man, that place looked SOO much fun.
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