Zoran, môj synovec idiot

A bedraggled alcoholic slacker discovers he’s “inherited” a relative, at least for a few days, in Matteo Oleotto’s broadly played debut comedy, “Zoran, My Nephew the Idiot.” Firmly planted in the vine-rich soil of Italy’s northeastern region of Friuli and neighboring Slovenia, “Zoran” aspires to an American indie feel, yet stages the laughs too cartoonishly for wide-range appeal outside home territories. Within its borders however, and with the right marketing campaign, the pic could see strong returns, as presaged by the public’s prize in Venice’s Critics’ Week.