carlo cimmino

I didn't know about the alternate/additional ending. I need to go look for it. Anyway, I didn't dislike this film. Far from calling it a masterpiece, it's true that it has clear and evident "rhetorical and moralistic" content, but the plot doesn’t seem completely far-fetched to me, and the "reconstruction" of the good avenger (comment 18), however summary, seems correct. All in all, Derek is a kid who has studied, an idealist turned fierce by the usual idiotic father and a social context worthy of the outskirts of Padua. He’s not your typical slacker, but a leader with a strong personality. To keep it brief: he gets screwed over and starts using his brain. The change (even though it’s undeniable that the film doesn’t dedicate much space to the character's psychology - a fair critique), aided by a radical and difficult reality like ending up in prison, isn’t instantaneous. Especially in his case, there was material to work with. All things considered, it makes sense. But it’s also true that in the mourinhian 99.99% of cases, Derek would have come out of prison even worse than before. Not everyone is like Malcolm X, who spends his time in prison transcribing dictionaries.

Nothing to complain about. Westerberg is really a hell of a bastard. Almost essential (who knows what Fiumani will think!).

It's just a proverb, but it works well as a title for an album. Better than "Helldorado" for sure.

You linked me something. But it didn't impress me. Maybe it's that these female voices on record have never given me particular emotions. I'm going to re-search for the link. Anyway, I see you're becoming a serious reviewer with flair. Soon I'll make a fake account to mess up all your Depagini.

However, the title of the album is beautiful. Worthy of the most inspired Fiumani.

They have always seemed quite "intangible" and superfluous to me. I think I’ll take a stroll at the event mentioned by you and let you know if my feelings are correct. Anyway, good review. "Well-documented."

One of the ugliest covers in the history of the galaxy. I heard him on a tribute album to Diaframma. He seems talented, but I agree with those who call him a bit pretentious. From someone who calls himself "Dente," I expected something different.

I’ve got it. I’ll listen to it. However, if this album is close to "Capelli rame" (the "Siberia" of 2000) and "Il coraggio dei piuma," three stars are too few. I know that the historical guitarist has left and they’ve changed line-up. We’ll see, but I took a peek at the lyrics and I must say that this time too the good Mario Pigozzo Favero, following the usual Carver’s footsteps, had some good things to write about.

I own this album. At the time, it was the soundtrack to a wonderfully useless summer of mine. Not coincidentally, such a useless summer that it became the last summer of my youth. After that, I never listened to it again. Battiato is talented, but I still believe that he gave his best in his younger years. First as a "canzonettaro" and later as a daring experimenter. Of this particular album, I remember some truly incomprehensible lyrics. Like the one from "Piccolo pub." An essential quote: "Birra e urina si scambiano le parti: la latrina è il tuo caveau."

"Maradona sometimes threw himself instead"? "It’s that Napoli which in reality was a team that didn’t exist. In fact, after that Napoli, only Ferrara survived. The others were either benchwarmers or hack horses"? The only times Maradona ever threw himself were in the pool. Did Napoli have all hacks? And Andrea Carnevale, the World Cup winner with Italy in '90 who was also stopped only by drugs? The legendary Giuliani and Garella (Italian champions also at Verona)? And Renica? The warrior Bagni? Careca, who at that moment was second only to Van Basten? Giordano, who only needed Paolo Rossi to give him a hand? Crippa, Francini, Ciccio Romano, "Palo 'e fierro" Bruscolotti? That team won everything. They even won a UEFA Cup. And certainly, back then it was harder to beat Stuttgart than Steaua Bucharest (whose legendary Miodrag Belodedici was absent, by the way). Goodbye, scoundrels.