Luca Mattei

Luca Mattei, the name’s buzzing lately, and honestly, it’s no surprise considering his filmography. If you’ve dipped even a toe into recent cinema, you’ve probably run across “Vermiglio” (2024). That one? Wild ride. Mattei doesn’t really play it safe—he’s got this knack for diving straight into the messy heart of human experience. It’s not all polished edges and easy answers; he likes to yank you out of your comfort zone. Then there’s “L’arbre de l’authenticité” (2025). This film’s got people talking, not just because of the title (which, let’s be real, sounds fancy as hell), but because it digs into what it actually means to be real in a world addicted to pretending. Heavy stuff, but Mattei’s storytelling keeps it from turning into a lecture. It’s more like he’s tossing you into a conversation you didn’t even know you needed to have. Don’t forget “Maternal” (2019). That one’s a bit more understated, but it hits hard in a quiet way. There’s this rawness to it—like, you can tell Mattei’s not just interested in showing you a story. He wants you to feel it, even if it stings. Through all these films, there’s a thread: he’s obsessed with authenticity, with the stuff people hide, the chaos under the surface. He makes you squirm a little, but it’s the kind of discomfort that sticks with you and makes you think about your own life. Not every director can pull that off.