If your are looking for anything remotely resemblant of marihuana, you won't find it in Cannabis. Instead, the fragrance borrows from Jungle L'Éléphant with its attempt to pack a punch of spice into amber. Sweet spiciness is the common denominator but less radiant and beaming than Ropion achieved in his stunning creation. Cannabis is a blurred and greenish, slightly off-key variation on the theme that fails to follow through with it. I believe Signora Casoli explored coumarin's sweetish note of new-mown hay. It conjures the scent of tobacco and, due to its caramel overtones, can be meld with vanillic constituents; here it's a subtly floral amber. And that is where Cannabis forfeits its initial streak of peculiar potpourri and gets lost in bland soapy-powdery amber – in my book a drydown as dull as dishwater.
