(I'm currently very proud of myself. I'm just been at Eurochocolate - which is just a great scam, truth to be told, because a large part of the products is the same that you can find everywhere, all the year, save that here they are all together, and that they are more expensive. Anyway, what I'm proud of is that I managed to wander there and NOT buy anything. Even if Laura, a friend who was with me, had to physically remove me from the Lindt stand. And she said I often had a pained expression. Fancy that, with all that chocolate, salivation takes off.)
These last few days I read Roberto Bolaño's "Night By Chile
", and Andrea Camilleri's "La mossa del cavallo
I have the habit of quoting pieces of the books I find interesting. Only, I usually try to use English quotes. This time, though, since I read books written in Italian (one original and one translation), and I couldn't find an English version online, I'm afraid I can only offer you the Italian version. I could try to translate it, though.. We'll see. Maybe I'll edit this entry later on.
(If you know links where I could find the English versions, could you tell me? Thank you! =) )( Night By Chile )
This book (the one above, I mean) left me a strange aftertaste. It's consuming, without any doubt. I read the first 60 pages all in one go, and it felt like running a race. It just wouldn't let me lift my head and take a breath, if you know what I mean. The last part, in particular a scene a couple of pages after the passage mentioned above, made me remember a movie I saw about four years ago, and still haven't watched again ever since, "Garage Olimpo". Well, at the time, I hadn't seen yet anything remotely as hard. I still remember how shaken it left me, and that I was glad my best friend, who I knew understood me, was there with me. I think we barely talked, afterward. But I'm glad I went to see it, and I think I should watch it again now.( The Knight's Move )Mwah!
For the first time, someone made an icon from my art... It's here
! Weee, I'll be smiling all day.
(And here starts a big ETA
I love Fabio Fazio. I love him. Saturday evening (uuuh, the things you can watch, if you're forced to stay home..) I saw his "Che tempo che fa", and he was interviewing Bondi. Did anyone see it? Really, that was a masterpiece. Fazio kept being his usual kind, polite, nice, meek self, and he kept making fun of Bondi, still in his nice, not-aggressive way, while Bondi didn't realize it, not even ONCE!
I love that man, I really do.
And I also have to say that I like Fassino. I can't do anything about it. It was so refreshing, while I was seeing Ballaro'
yesterday evening, that what I was thinking at one moment, shortly after was said by him. It doesn't happen often.
And I'd like to expand on the whole mess about Buttiglione, because I've heard people saying very, very, stupid things, but right now I don't have the time.