We look for opportunities to laugh in this work, which shamelessly and unsubtly exploits all the clichés about religious life.
The nuns here are, at best, neurotic women who have embraced this way of life out of spite, and whose only dream is to abolish its rules and vows.
Obviously, in this biased view, there is no spiritual reference: we remain at the level of daisies.
Compared to the finesse of Dom Camillo, we can measure the extent of the artistic and intellectual decline over the past 50 years.
