Donald Sutherland is miscast as the titular Casanova in this beautiful looking interpretation of that story. Every colorful frame of this movie is a surreal compositional masterpiece. Unfortunately, the hodgepodge of a story here doesn’t really work and gets downright tiresome for the last third. I guess this is supposed to be a comic satire and maybe it would make more sense if I was better familiarized with Italian sex comedies. It mostly serves as a study of a pompous, arrogant fool whose life is lonely and empty of real meaning despite his many sexual conquests. Huzzah, art!