Il_Paolo

Well, I wouldn't define Morgan as a "minor" artist; I think he's truly very talented and competent musically. Back in the day, I appreciated him with Bluvertigo, Iodio, and then I followed his career a bit from a distance. His shift to mainstream popularity in the recent show on Raidue (I can't recall the title) seems to me to be done in good faith, as he genuinely believes in the value of that kind of music. I, for example, wouldn't have done it, but I would have gotten together with Asia Argento just to become the son-in-law of my favorite director, after Neri Parenti. Exhaustively Yours, Il_Paolo

Thank you Lavalìn, I hope you had a peaceful summer, as planned at least! The timing of your return, know this, will spark the usual controversies surrounding the fakeness that surrounds your figure (thankfully not mine!). But it’s better to move forward and persist, with zen stubbornness, in one’s mission. As Dr. Adder would say, greetings cooks. SV, Il_Paolo

You have made a man happy! Thank you from the bottom of my heart. (Cardio)logically yours, Il_Paolo

@Blackdog: to be honest, one of the first reviews was on "Delitto in Formula 1". @Gustavo: sorry if I seem pushy, but it’s essential for me that you convey my regards to your mother. The fact that an actress from Gianburrasca knows I exist, without merely "assuming" me as a viewer of the film, would be crucial for me. Thanks to everyone else, including my critics. SV, Il_Paolo

I might be out of shape (I don't think so) but you, Bartleboom, are not doing any better; you really made quite an impression. Best regards.

Thank you, Dr. Adder! Escher comes up often because I like him. I know very well that you think I am Zaireeka because of that old story about the little picture on the homepage (I've changed many and they've brought me both complications and satisfaction), but, as anyone who knows me well but doesn't know Il_Paolo or Zaireeka understands, I am not them. What about you? Why do you keep distancing yourself from Zaireeka? Pithily Yours, Il_Paolo

By now it’s clear that we’re all here. Bisius - whom I read and respect, while he doesn’t fully respect me - is very brave, excellent. Jeff Haley must be good, coming from the same town as the Rush. A tachometric greeting to Dr. Adder and to everyone else.

There is a need for these reviews like bread, since I can’t do overtime. In any case, I thank heaven for having had other thoughts and occupations in 1997, and for not having made this nice group one of the symbols of my life.

Muffin, don't call me ("a shattered career"), don't make me want to review again, otherwise it all starts over.

Axel, your friend lent it to you in bad faith, in my opinion; she evidently wanted to put a lock on your heart (I hope you understood that, and that she wasn't ugly). The story of the lock and the key thrown away, by the way, forces me to rectify: Moccia is much better than Moravia, sorry if I was superficial the other day. So: Moccia has captured the spirit of the times - it's known - but he has also created an enduring symbol, that of the locks, which has now surpassed the carvings on trees in suburban parks or, with the keys, on benches in the same parks (or at bus stops). Just think that in a hundred years and more, the children of the children of those with Moccia’s locks will be able to remember that their parents, and their grandparents, passing it down in the family “urban legends,” put a lock somewhere, and they were born (even if no one maybe ever put a lock on a pole and threw away the key, but it’s nice to imagine it). Therefore, I bet my remaining vacation days that in a hundred and more years, no one will care about Moravia (especially the children of the children of Moccia’s readers), but Moccia will remain forever, because - this is known - it’s the “minor” things that, in the end, turn out to be “greater.” That's All, Folks!