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"the great and irreproachable Adriano Celentano. I didn't know he also made cartoons.."
In 2019, we can literally expect anything. Every day some circus act makes us smile with embarrassment, brightening our gray and monotonous days while new memes and catchphrases are born on social media. Then there are also the controversies, political and social, from our beloved 50-somethings on Facebook, those who "in my day there was more discipline", "footballers earn too much and construction workers earn too little", "when he was around..." etc.
The controversy this time concerned our national jester, Adriano Celentano, because the advertisement for his animated TV series "Adrian" when it aired was at least 10 decibels louder than other commercials, practically a tutorial on giving heart attacks to elderly heart patients tuned to Canale 5. Not to mention the commercial itself, where Celentano sings his prisencolinensinainciusol in his bathroom mirror with a camera while his face takes on the semblance of someone with Tourette's. In short, this Adrian seems to be a project that started in 2009, undergoing cancellations, postponements, and artistic changes, apparently costing quite a lot, and before the episodes began, a mini opening show was even organized where a paying audience would have seen the episodes broadcast live on TV.
The advertisement is already causing a lot of discussions, adding to the fact that it seems like something made with a 5 euro budget and computer animations worthy of Windows Movie Maker, the question arises spontaneously: will Celentano's series be at least "watchable"?
Short answer: manc po cazz
Long answer: Adrian, the "Event Series" (lol) of Canale 5 is a gigantic self-blowjob by Celentano himself where he, drawn as a young man "in the old way" proclaims himself the savior of a dystopian Italy in Matrix style. Everything in this series is wrong, starting with the animations: thinking that the artistic project was entrusted to Milo Manara and what came out looks like a parody of Jesus cartoons on Rai 2, it's normal to be a bit pissed. The animation, especially the backgrounds, is cumbersome and quite retrograde compared to other recent 2D works (the house in this image gives an idea of the technical effort employed by the North Korean studio hired to animate this kitsch). It's not a pretty sight for a national TV primetime program, but for the joy of the most ardent masturbators, the protagonist believes in love as "the only thing that will save us": and to better test this deep philosophy of life, the protagonist screws as if there were no tomorrow, shaking animated asses in the viewer's face every 10 minutes. Then don't say that Mediaset censors anime (but Celentano's pseudo-porn hentai in primetime are okay, okay Mediaset).
But, apart from the hideous animation, nothing works. The character of Adrian, Celentano's alter-ego, is the epitome of all the egocentrism of the real jester transferred to a cartoon: he is a clockmaker (in the digital future, apparently, clockmakers still exist) who in his spare time sneaks into concerts to sing Celentano's songs (strange) as a form of protest for the society in which he lives and his home is located in Via Gluck (unfortunately it's all true), the only neighborhood in the city that survived the homologation of the dystopian society he lives in but looks like an Italian village of the '60s. And no, this is not a crude critique of society like any song by Fedez, it's much worse: it's telling everyone to their face that you are bigger and only you have the solution to all problems. In short, Adrian is the perfect hero, untouchable and only he will save us from all the world's problems. And how? But it's obvious, even kissing the doughboys.
And then there are the young people, depicted as punk rabble who must inevitably have all misogynistic sexual thoughts. But after all, the fictional society described in the cartoon is the equivalent of a 50-year-old's Facebook page, a uniformly stereotyped view of today's youth as if they were new Hitlers. And speaking of stereotypes, let's not forget that the criminal organization Adrian fights is called Mafia International and is based... in Naples.
*92 minutes of kicks in the ass*
with just this stroke of genius, we could conclude any discourse on this new trash masterpiece, but it doesn't end here: the pre-episode, animated by some comedians including Nino Frassica, Natalino Balasso, and Giovanni Storti, was perhaps the only vaguely watchable part of the whole program, perhaps also due to Celentano's mega trolling, who appears on stage staying silent, smiling under his mustache, and getting insults before leaving after 3 minutes.
Anyway, beyond the nonsense, Adrian perfectly represents the problem afflicting Italy in these times: the inability to speak to young people, who rightly make fun of this type of product that instead of trying to build a bridge between old and new, ends up flaunting the difference in mentality between an average Italian watching Barbara D'Urso and a young person watching a series on Netflix or a match on Dazn. Celentano wanted to impart life lessons aimed at the younger generation, but the result is a self-congratulatory and confusing work that makes even Kanye West bow out, and instead of becoming a source of inspiration, it has turned him into an egocentric old man with ideals relegated to the '60s.
In any case, I thank Celentano for giving me nightmares (and laughs) with his beautiful face.
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