Just like a truffle, this idyllic film is “a little nutty, deep, sweet and very rare”, says Dulcie Pearce in The Sun. In the chilly forests of Piedmont, northwest Italy, directors Michael Dweck and Gregory Kershaw (with Call Me by Your Name’s director Luca Guadagnino as executive producer) spent three years filming furtive truffle hunters and their highly trained hounds. Using customised harnesses, the directors attached GoPro cameras to the heads of the dogs so they could capture the truffle hunt, which is thrilling. Each shot looks like it could be framed and put in an exhibition. I wouldn’t usually bang on about an 84-minute documentary about geriatric Italians – aged 60 to 88 – even if said doc was shortlisted for an Oscar, but this “really is a gem”.
It makes you wonder what you’re doing with your life, says Sangeeta Singh-Kurtz in The Cut. The old boys don’t appear to have a phone between them – theirs is a life of romping around the hills, day and night, wearing thick jumpers, eating fresh tomatoes and drinking good wine. They only make a sliver of what the sinister, suited, back-alley dealers ultimately flip their fungi for (in the film, one makes $110,000 at auction), but they’re immensely happy with their brainy dogs. They eat evening soup with their canine companions, sleep together, even bathe and blow-dry their hair together. Their poor wives barely get a look-in. “Why don’t I get married?” asks single octogenarian Aurelio, who lives with his dog Birba. “Because I have Birba!”