A poor-rich-girl whinefest based upon actress-director Valeria Bruni Tedeschi’s own privileged upbringing, It’s Easier for a Camel . . . would qualify as a work of unabashed navel gazing if it didn’t insist on apologizing for its solipsism at every turn. Pitched between neurotic comedy and contrite self-exposé, the movie follows Federica (Bruni Tedeschi), eldest daughter of a moneyed Italian clan living in Paris, as she searches for meaning amid a world of revolving boyfriends, disposable apartments, and selfish siblings (Chiara Mastroianni, Lambert Wilson). Bruni Tedeschi gamely endures endless humiliation (including many unflattering camera angles) in her character’s quest for spiritual fulfillment. But as director, she guards Federica’s lovability with such intensity that she might as well have named her Narcissa. The movie’s title (” . . . to squeeze through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter heaven”) is unfortunately emblematic of the film as a whole: long-winded, jokingly self-deprecating, and clichéd.