the best thing here is the muted cinematography, which caresses the wet leaves and cloudy purple Tuscan skies like an old Italian master oil painting that comes to life. In the desultory Voice From the Stone, it's the only thing that does
a pretty looking movie that has a commendable old school touch, but all that simmering atmosphere never once risks coming to a boil; it's content to merely curdle into its lukewarm grave
by Rex Reed [New York Observer ]
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