The Italian April Ludgate, sort of?
Benedetta Porcaroli is fantastic as Amanda, a young woman who feels like the black sheep of her family, and struggles to make social connections, especially with people her age. The film makes some interesting connections between class and happiness that don't feel fully fleshed out. In general, I'd call it slightly underwritten, though to its credit, that narrative minimalism does allow Porcaroli to really shine. Her face is so subtle yet expressive, and speaks volumes of Amanda's loneliness. The film is decent, but it's star is utterly compelling.