alessioIRIDE

let's say your brain has gone to mush and we won't mention it anymore!

I believe I know it by heart... BY HEART.

an archaeological find then!?! I’m sure, just like with most of the things you write, that you have no substance. Let me explain: Poletti, you love speeches, like ninety percent of the films you claim to have seen, you haven’t seen them, and if you have, you didn’t understand them. So either you’re a fool or an idiot. Archaeological find my ass. It’s a sociological documentary about Italy at the beginning of the industrial boom, before the protests of '68, before the years of the velvet glove, before Tangentopoli, before Berlusconi… As you can see, a lot has happened, but at the center of the scene, just like in the ending of Teorema (watch it and understand), remains the man who brings his hands to his face and screams today, just like in '65, like in Roman Pompeii. Wake the hell up!

Poletti, Barboso, it's you who come here to talk and judge Comizi d'Amore as if it were a movie. Damn it, this is a documentary. It has to inform, not entertain. Salò entertains, Teorema entertains, and this documents. Uccellacci e Uccellini is culture, this is information. It's like if I started reading an analytical essay on Italian regionalism and then came out with a "barboso"... what the hell is that, a TV show that's supposed to entertain me? Go watch The Simpsons or Lady Oscar and stop bothering me.

Here, supesoul... I would have liked to talk about Fallaci and how someone so ugly and stupid can be deemed worthy of speaking. The problem is that we often delegate our representation to others. Fallaci, when interviewed by Pasolini, doesn't speak, but rather talks about herself (as Carmelo Bene would say), which is different from Ungaretti or Maravia and also contrary to the toothless peasant who is much more modern than I am forty years later. It's a documentary, Poletti; even the chickens know that. Whether it's terribly relevant is a personal evaluation, and in my opinion, it's not relevant because we've actually taken a few steps back since 1964. There has been globalization, private television, minister-showgirls, violations of the constitution, the murder of Pasolini, and the absence of any intellectuals from television. I am convinced that if Pasolini were to interview the same categories today, the answers would only be a little more hypocritical and uncivil. That said, the world has slipped into an abyss, and things will only get worse, that much is certain. We are in a democratic dictatorship made by a flurry of decrees, and no one is shouting this nonsense to the world. What do you say, am I not right to lament this to Pasolini?

So, there are Alfredo Biondi and Sandro Bondi. I believe you mean Sandro Bondi. Well, he who seems drunk and talks like a drunk is graduated in philosophy (probably he hasn't understood a damn thing) and was a member of the Communist Party. He was also elected mayor as a representative of the Communist Party.

Come on, I didn't mean to question your honesty and I don't even understand where I did. Oh, do you like this Portuguese?

ghemi, please: mercy. don't mistreat my only football hero (alongside Nicolino Berti who galloped like a beast). Damn, I’ll tell you... De Gregori has been part of my life since my father decided for me that I should like him. I remember car trips to the sea in Calabria with the cassette copied from the vinyl of Scacchi e Tarocchi, which I now own. I’ll tell you: I saw De Gregori live for a bit at the White Night, and from there I decided I would never see him in concert because I just can't stand a distorted Alice or yet another "Sangue su Sangue" instead of "Buonanotte fratello." In my imagination, De Gregori is the one from the 70s and I have a reverence for Alice—he doesn't know this. This almost prevents me from appreciating the new stuff, but in his latest albums, there are, a couple per album, valid pieces... now I think of "Gamba di Legno" in Paris or "Cardiologia." Sure, nothing compared to the albums from the 70s. Now you should be a bit more honest: the guy doesn’t just have a similar voice. He really messes up the melodies and he does it on purpose... otherwise, why start singing the verse of "Ma il cielo è sempre più blu" on one of his songs? In short, I don't mind him, I would give him a 3.5... but I’m not tearing my hair out and if I really have to choose, I prefer the original. Bye.

No, come on... let's not kid around. Del Piero is at most worthy of washing his back ;)

Let’s put it this way: if I ask you who the greatest Italian soccer player of all time is and you respond with Gattuso, then I’ll have to mention Baggio. Fine, you can tell me you identify more with Gattuso because he’s as ignorant as a goat or because he has a beard, but identification is one thing; the value that allows things to survive... well, that’s another story. In ten years, they’ll still be making DVDs of Baggio, not ones about Gattuso.