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You don't make me laugh and you don't disgust me either.. Useless..

You don't make me laugh, and you don't disgust me either..
Useless..

I met them personally and saw them "in action" several times offstage during the glorious days of CSACO in Novara and at late-night gatherings between Galliate and its surroundings. Perhaps it's from them that my deep disdain for the damn Italian rap was born.

I sincerely admire, albeit with extreme disdain, this latest pathetic attempt of yours to give a sense and design to this funereal junk. Stuff that with every production takes another step into the abyss, material that thrives on nothing, characters who without the farcical and provincial airs of fur coats and big necklaces would just be a bunch of fucking nobodies or some local wannabes. The figure of Jake La Furia is emblematic in this sense, a bourgeois from an affluent background, a forty-something bullied by Mother Nature and dressed like a middle school child, who still manages, with extraordinary disgust, to fool certain idiots. This is, after all, the kind of stuff that resonates in the wax-filled & lazy ears of today’s kids. Now go ahead and throw in your pathetic and provincial “Ok boomer”; show that you haven’t understood a damn thing and have nothing of substance to say.

Excellent writing (as always) and great recommendation.. How many volumes does the work plan include, and how many have already been published?
The biography of HPL and the immense amount of biographical information gathered from his letters are something intense, complex, and at times captivating.. He was a personality completely outside the box, with a mental energy so vivid that he couldn't help but put it down on paper.. Knowing who HPL was is essential to truly understanding his works, his world, his creations, and his intelligent and subtle irony.. You are absolutely right to underline the infamy, almost "fascist" in its obscurantism, of a certain "anti-racist", rigorously leftist "democratic" thought, which condemns Lovecraft's xenophobia without knowing and understanding its characteristics, origins, and motivations.. HPL's terror of the foreigner should not be justified but understood, especially since it plays a crucial role in the process of creating the formless monstrosities that populated his nightmares.. There is really little worse than judging History (whether it be an era, an event, a character, or an idea) by measuring it with the criteria of contemporary times..

Excellent analysis of a work that is undoubtedly rich in themes and meanings. I don't know Poe as well as HPL, but the gap between the two is evident, if only for chronological, stylistic, and historical-literary reasons. Poe's horror is something more coherent with the Romantic era, though in his case, it is curiously filtered through the meshes of North American culture, certainly more linked to the sublime and the "free" gothic, or rather reinterpreted according to the sensibility of "pure" New England (though here my old colleague Prof. Guido Carboni would be needed - no, not the coach...).
The firepower, in my opinion superior, of HPL stems from various factors: having surpassed canonical fantasy by framing delirium in an aseptic, materialistic, and scientific approach; for example, he was able to incorporate an autopsy report into a story of pure fantastical delirium (At The Mountains Of Madness), or to "explain" witchcraft rituals with mathematical formulas (The Dream On The Which House). In his frenzied and pessimistic materialism, he nullified the form and substance of his monstrous creations, which can be seen but not photographed.
He historically reconstructed "his" New England and populated it with the most unrestrained and indescribable horrors, surpassing the "old trinkets," as you rightly say, and turning them into toys in the hands of indistinguishable entities. As a revenge for his inability to live in the 20th century, he reduced planet Earth to a determined cosmic contingency, driven more by the capriciousness of "other" entities than by materialistic chance. Contemporary astrophysics and astronomy are discovering influences of currently inexplicable forces, almost metaphysical (black holes, dark matter...) that have determined the balance of our galaxy, and I find it really amusing to think that Lovecraft, a hundred years ago, somehow "intuitively" sensed this.
Hogdosn also demonstrated a mechanistic and "scientific" approach, introducing the fantastical element through abiogenesis (The Derelict, for example...), but as you rightly point out, he achieves aesthetically much weaker results, and his "mania" for maritime adventure often shows its weaknesses.
To conclude this boring rant, I throw in my jab at the usual random interpretations of our intellectuals: inserting Poe into an anthology of the "Cthulhu Mythos" is a possible operation but, in my opinion, extremely forced and unjustifiable; if only because said "Myths" are a made-up construct that has now slipped out of hand. If some commentators, not only local ones, remembered what HPL thought of his own "pantheon" (a wonderfully silly prank devised by him...), perhaps certain curious and often ridiculous statements could be avoided.
Yes, I too managed to escape from myself...

In my opinion, the movie works quite well. Nothing groundbreaking, but as a dystopian film, it’s not bad. The cinematography and conceptual design are beautiful, and the soundtrack is enchanting.

My direct experience with the so-called Italian "fandom" of HPL has been, needless to say, negative. Constraints, approximation, provincialism, prosopopoeia, and unacceptable historical gaps are just some of the serious flaws of these "thinkers." Particularly grotesque was the exchange I had with Michele Tetro, a character whose credentials I don't understand and who is fixated in an autistic manner on his free interpretations of "Alien," just to name one. An intellectual poseur who, besides being unable to argue, gets angry and insults you when you dismantle his shaky "arguments" piece by piece. In short, one of those characters that HPL would have mocked with kindly disdain.
Unfortunately, the "scholars" of HPL are mostly sloppy nerds who see in his work practically everything that Lovecraft DIDN'T mean to say, and under the guise of cosmic horror, they slap the "Lovecraftian" label on anything. A true injustice for one of the most complex, tormented, and original authors of the 20th century.
As a rigorous lover of HPL, I will never give credit to operations like this, certainly commendable for effort and editorial passion, but definitely not for me.

Dada was already dead a minute after Rosenstock had shat out his plagiarized manifesto left and right. Just imagine what you can do with this piece of shit.

The classic, grotesque story of when music goes to hell...
In the hell I’d envision, there will be a circle full of horrid suffering dedicated to all those somehow tied to the promotion of the concept of reggaeton...