A Milanese woman complicit in the perpetuation of unsavory capitalist practices breaks out of the rut caused by job, family and love issues in Marina Spada’s well-intentioned but weak “My Tomorrow.” As in her previous “As the Shadow,” the helmer looks to chart the course of female self-realization via an understated story stripped to minimalist essentials a la Antonioni, but the disconnected first half, part of Spada’s desire to prod auds to “non-passive observation,” is merely plodding, and relationships are ill defined. A very limited release at home shows no sign of expansion; offshore fests may take a look.
Highly controlled emotions combined with barren cityscapes, empty walls and olive-gray tonalities define the inner and outer environments of Monica (Claudia Gerini), a lecturer at a consultancy firm who gives convincing biz presentations on emptiness as a positive state. She has difficult interactions with her religious father (Raffaele Pisu) and resentful half-sis (Claudia Coli), and her tepid affair with married boss Vittorio (Paolo Pierobon) goes nowhere. When Dad dies, Monica re-examines her life. Spada’s style is resolutely non-commercial but also uninsightful, keeping viewers at arm’s length without offering a satisfying payoff.