Bianco, rosso e Verdone

It’s election day in early 1980s Italy. Three men set off to cast their votes in their respective hometowns: Furio, Carlo Verdone, a pedantic and overly talkative clerk living in Turin, travels with his family to Rome. Similarly, the simple-minded Mimmo Carlo Verdone is en route to his polling station with his diabetic grandmother, who depends on his care during the journey. Meanwhile, Pasquale, an Italian immigrant in Germany, nearly mute and married to a stern, Valkyrie-like German woman, sets off alone in his Alfasud for Matera in southern Italy.

Their journeys become a chaotic series of misadventures on the Italian motorways. Furio’s wife, Magda, is driven to the brink of a nervous breakdown by his obsessive perfectionism, which turns their every move into an over-planned ordeal. Mimmo, meanwhile, is continuously ridiculed and manipulated by his cunning grandmother. Pasquale, blissfully unaware of the dangers around him, is repeatedly targeted by thieves at every stop along the way.

The three groups briefly intersect at a motel where Magda, Mimmo, and their families spend the night. Furio, however, is absent, having ended up in the hospital after a car crash. At the motel, Magda finds herself courted by Raul, a dashing man who has been following her since the start of their journey. Mimmo, in his naivety, is drawn to a call-girl working at the motel. Misunderstanding her profession, he mistakes her pubic hair for “fur underwear” and fails to grasp her intentions entirely. Meanwhile, Pasquale’s car is stripped bare by thieves, leaving him without seats, a windshield, or wheel rims. Yet, undeterred, he soldiers on toward his destination.

Eventually, the three men reach their polling stations. Magda seizes the opportunity to escape with Raul while Furio is distracted, busy voting. Mimmo’s grandmother, determined to cast her vote for the Italian Communist Party, tragically dies in the voting booth. Her death prompts a heated debate among the poll workers about the validity of her vote, while Mimmo sobs over her passing.

As for Pasquale, his patience finally snaps after enduring relentless misfortunes since returning to his homeland. Breaking his silence, he delivers an impassioned, unintelligible rant recounting his trials, condemning the pointlessness of his vote, and railing against the state of the country. His tirade concludes with a clear, cutting message: he tells the election officials—and symbolically, all of Italy—to “screw themselves.” With that, he bids farewell and heads back to Germany.

“screw themselves.”

Last Updated: October 09, 2025 at 14:57