Marco Paolini and Michele Serra

Oooh, good. I forgot what piece of utter art was the show on Vajont, by Paolini. Marco Paolini. Not that I really expect many of you to know him, but still. He has the rare quality of mixing humor and profundity, in telling the story of one of our main (natural ?) disasters. Involving the dam built in Vajont. I wish you could see the show. I've seen it, really by chance, the first time they broadcast it. Paolini uses both Italian and northern dialect. He talks about facts. He talks about the people who lived the facts. He talks of documents. Surrounding them with funny anecdotes, old women with shotguns, but never forgetting the truth that lies just under the surface. And when he will be releasing the blow, because a blow will come, be sure it will hit more deeply that it would have had you otherwise. He had made you laugh. Your guard is lowered. But the facts are still there. And the facts are actually that people, and a lot of them, died, because there were economical interests to safeguard. A *propaganda* to carry on. Really, I wish you could fully appreciate it. The show, I mean. Obviously I'm not talking to Italians, who I hope had seen it. And if you hadn't I warmly suggest you to.

This year, Paolini had been collaborating with another program, Report; placing aside the already existent structure, his own interpretation. Interesting, really. Especially the installment dedicated to Ilaria Alpi.


And the last half of November I'll go to theater with my best friend. To see a show written by Michele Serra, an Italian journalist, one of my favorites, and played by Claudio Bisio. Mostly known, Bisio, because of a comical program which had become famous last year, but whom I remember for his performance of Banjamin Malaussene's role, again at theater, in Daniel Pennac's Monsieur Malaussene.
I'm looking very forward to it.
I always appreciated Serra's wit and his irony. I'm curious of what will come of it.