Avanti!

I happened upon this film in the Leonard Maltin review book (started out as a t.v. movie book with below average/average/above average rankings, as I recall), which I still enjoy look at sometimes. With IMDBD and all, he stopped publishing in 2015.

The title means "enter," particularly something you say to agree for someone to enter your room at a hotel. Jack Lemmon plays an uptight businessman whose father died in Italy. Turns out the father had a mistress, who also died in the car accident. Jack's character falls in love with her daughter, who is supposedly chubby, though Juliet Mills surely is not.

The film is charming and is largely a travelogue or rather a sort of advertisement for Italy. It is very laid back, basically a matter of Jack's character to learn to accept Italy. It takes place in the early 1970s. Well acted with many quirky characters.