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Lodoli Marco, "The Night"

Racconto lungo di Lodoli, meno surreale - un po' meno - di altre sue cose; ben written, as always, with the usual clever balancing act between lyricism and irony, once again assured by the elements contained in each of unreality.

The story is thin: it is told in flashback the story of Constantine, while he is brought
around Rome at night, two figures, as he
employees of the mysterious Mad, and Constantine believed that the two are responsible to kill him. The protagonist is a restless man, simple, naive (a bit 'stupid, let's say), whose feelings Lodoli weaves through descriptions and images, along with the balance of the tongue, are the substance of this short novel
.

Constantine delivery packages for this account mysterious Mad -
presumably a kind of boss - who sends the instructions written on slips of paper with prose and sometimes bombastic philosophizing. Following Constantine was hired to take care of the park's Crazy, which can not leave the park, and are assigned a horse first, then a hawk, then a manatee in love with Constantine.
Falling in love with this siren is the situation, more than any other, highlights the conflict between the inner world, surreal, of Constantine and the crudeness of reality in which they live. In addition, this ambiguous and impossible to 'report' can not remember the relationships between the sailors and the wonderful marine life, and undefined in the cargo bay and the gulf Michele Mari.

say nothing of the outcome, even more surreal.

As I said, Lodoli continues to play with the ambiguity between writing non-stories (focusing his work on tone, atmosphere and descriptions) and the refusal to do
formalism altogether. In the night
But this balance shifts in favor of lyricism and consistency of the plot;
therefore less ironic, less invention, less fantastic situations. And the result is perhaps
weaker (compared for example to Wind ).
It is a very original way, in the Italian literary scene.
(Di Stasio Nice painting on the cover (not the worst).)


Postscript: looking back now, several years after writing this card, The night I remember it much better than it appears above. Obviously the writing is capable of leaving certain memories and certain impressions, and is not a small thing.

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Papyrus and musket

S ettecento broken pages and several appendices and indexes full-bodied. "The papyrus Dongo (Adelphi), latest and recent work by Luciano Canfora , is a big book. A big book that tells the story of Italian Papyrology during the Fascist period and until the early '50s.
very specialized topic, no? Stuff closely reserved for philologists, it would seem. Yet I who knew nothing of Papyrology, philology almost same, I read it quickly and with satisfaction (nor are culturally masochist, at least in this case). Why? I have asked him.

Canfora's book is a history book in every respect, the report of a detailed and meticulous historical research, with detailed comparison of the sources and all the other trappings. Yet it is also a great story: without conceding the anecdotal or narrative aspect, Canfora traces the events business, political and - in part - of the greatest philologists personal Italians of that period, work on papyri (transcriptions and translations) , contacts international archaeological excavations, the struggles and meanness aimed at staff and management of prestigious academic positions and professorships.
"The papyrus of Dongo" consider only those events. However, it is exciting. Why?
The answer I give is not only the narrative capacity of Luciano Canfora (which in popular works and has written many), no, I think the answer is obvious but rarely mentioned that the history is narrative, it is news; is the story. The scientific rigor and objectivity does not necessarily exclude this aspect: history is narrative, and can be even when it is done well (not only, that is, when it is hoax ideological).
Certainly, the events narrated in this case, they carry a certain richness: mainly the fact that they fit into Fascism, in the administration of the University by the regime in power to manipulate to obtain funds, promotion, tenure, publications . No coincidence that the characters constantly on the background of the events recounted are kind and Bottai, that the philosopher closer to Mussolini's regime and the Minister of Fascist culture.

In the foreground, however, there are philologists: Medea Norsa, Girolamo Vitelli (until his death in 1932), Godfrey Coppola, Achille want. In the stories of these internationally renowned scholars, there are also two different ways of dealing with the regime: that of trying to approach it as much as possible and draw from personal benefits (Coppola, want) and to those who accept him closing his eyes and trying not to have disadvantages (but without enthusiasm). The sample of opportunism, of meanness, of impropriety and ambition is Achilles Vogliano: After reading the 'managed' During the two decades, is really impressive to see how, after 25 April '45, try to defend themselves from 'purge and recycle in a memorial that looks ruthlessly Canfora (for other people want that so many other Italian academics deeply compromised with the fascist regime can go out in the end largely untouched by the change of regime). Among
those who stayed away from fascism, while not oppose it, there are Girolamo Vitelli (doyen of Italian papyrologists, former senator and Giolittian 73enne time of the March on Rome) and his student and collaborator Norsa Medea, the latter is a figure that comes from really gigantic reconstruction of Camphor, and yet, after the death of calves will be continually humiliated and ostracized (although the greatest scholar in his field, will never have a chair and eventually expelled for no reason even when Florence Institute papyrological had worked all his life), and this will only happen in small part because the origin of the Jewish father (the adventures that the bureaucratic Norsa tackles to go out free of the racial laws of '39 have the grotesque: a pearl is the request by the Ministry of Bottai, the mother's birth certificate to establish the 'Italian': except that the mother of Norsa, Trieste, was born and died in Habsburg territory still 'unredeemed'!)
The last character of the historic split of camphor and Godfrey Coppola. It 's a case of its own: careerist and ambitious but also genuinely excited to be in politics than in philological work, Coppola has worked many years with his teacher and Vitelli Norsa. But it is also increasingly linked to Fascism, and from '37-'38 his political rise in the system is constant, not only as the cursive "People of Italy (where he published articles so violently anti-Semitic to embarrass Goering) as well as cynical and ruthless political leader, especially after the September 8, 1943 and in the parable of CSR. In fact, Coppola, now considered a blind fanatic also all ' inside of the Fascist Party, dies at Dongo was shot along with the surviving leaders of the Social Republic (but also for him not fail an attempt at posthumous rehabilitation - political and non-professional in the early postwar years). And 'course, adding that his friendship and cooperation with the Norsa into hostility from '37-38.
And as part of this friendship became hostility that finally runs the story of the last protagonist of the book Canfora: papyrus giving the title to the work. In fact, these fragments of the "Hellenic" is more of a casus belli, both on the academic and on that of personal relationships: I leave the story, from discoveries in the '33 war, any player, just as freely, if I leave works in the university comparison between the pettiness of those years and the current situation is asked to give rather dispassionate guide.

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Francesco Guccini, "Chronic epafàniche "and" Cow of a bitch "

Of the first two volumes of autobiographical fabrications pavanese / Modena Guccini hard that I can speak with some objectivity, because of the affection I bear to some of the places, things, culture told. Patience. In
Chronic epafàniche Guccini tells the childhood pavanese (Guccini is 40), in the mill of his uncles during the war and a bit 'after (he spent many summers there, even after moving to Modena). There is a chronological history and nemmanco a thread in the story, or, if any, is lost in a ramble for anecdotes, parentame, objects, words, tastes (and I'm not talking about a defect, so that was the first real book of the singer Emilia).
There are Americans who arrive and leave and bring tons of stuff (mostly explosive, But not only that), then recycled and used stuff for years, in many uses. Americans' a throw anything away, it seems. ( Then the war is over and the Americans have won. And we? No, we said that was lost. Maaa?! O was not all on the side of the Americans, us? ") Then
there is the river, the country, people and mountain people cheerfully crude and blunt the following storytellers will always, until now, with a fierce and ironic evidence. All nell'affabulazione rich dialect (I doubt that anyone who does not know that speech can read it in tune with the - ahem - semantics that text) that builds a affreschetto modest and devoid of pretentiousness (always the higher quality of Gucci, this lack of claims ) of what is his personal mythology (that which every man has his own, no?, and who does not n'ha, poeretto him), that of childhood places and people - from having fortified in case of FG leaving areas of early childhood, and then found them.
It 's a beautiful story - I'm biased, I am of those parts - and heaven knows it is difficult to find descriptions of his native province that esondino rhetoric and their saws.
" Vacca a dog," the second book, however, is the childhood and adolescence of Modena Noster, a province on the outskirts of the war, muffled by fog and dutifully lined monelerìe of the boy's a bit 'rough But not stupid , and appropriately cruel and tenders with the figures until ragasine caps, the mine, from early cinema to rochenrol, co '' I'm bitterly unattainable American myth.
Until the light of revelation, after watching a movie with Elvis: guys, if we do a whole we are more intorteranno Troglio for sure! Then bulogneise
to Madrid, the premises and try to suonicchiare pussy-obvious constant - until the close of the boy montanarprovinciale that while the peels on the stage a little place, you see the look on mine in under a beautiful aristocrat who had university attended, and it says "I'll do the cocks' overall job I'm your life!" The
dowry of these playful small book - I'm biased, I said it already - is as true, ironic, mock-naive Guccini said that with which the memory of its environment, with that story-telling poetry that he can sing (just) right without taking too much. It's not prose naive: it is built and aware, but it works, because, you know, the style fits like a glove to the content.
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