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I took some time to reread and respond, especially to Odra. No controversy, no sharp replies from me, mind you. I speak with an open heart. First of all, I have no intention of flaunting my reading here. It doesn't seem like a "politically correct" question (I, who love anglicisms like an anal dilator in the ear), dear Odra. I'm open to doing that in other contexts or personally. Also because I don't believe I should justify my enjoyment of this book with a series of readings that (hypothetically) could absolve me from the grave sin of having loved a little book so... so how? Snarky? Commercial? Fake? Insignificant? Overrated? What do I know... everything and its opposite has been said here and elsewhere. I spoke from the gut on purpose. I repeat for the third time. The (my) maximum score reflects (in this case) a series of emotions and thoughts arising from this reading. And for those, there is no scale of values (debaseriana and not). I think I can be likable/unlikable, intelligent/stupid, brilliant/dull, witty/boring regardless of my readings. And regardless of how much I liked and was moved by La Solitudine Dei Numeri Primi. I agree with you that the masterpieces of literature are others, but often life is made of nuances that soften (or accentuate?) the corners and can ignite sudden and unexpected enthusiasm (and soft emotions, of course) where perhaps others lose their minds. This happens with music as it does with books. Luckily, for god's sake. This is the meaning of my 5. Perhaps, accustomed to my meticulous grammatical observations, you took my evaluations as absolute. Or maybe you just read my comments hastily with little attention. I have not sung the praises of a masterpiece, nor do I think Giordano is the messiah of contemporary literature. But who cares. Even about the fact that he lives in San Mauro (To). A beautiful shithole! Anyway, I gladly accept good advice, and I'll read "La Strada" by McCarty. Lot of love for everybody.

@Bartle: I spoke from the heart on purpose, trying to highlight in a more rational way the reasons for my appreciation, putting aside the fact that I mirrored myself in some similar situations/thoughts (does anyone know a good psychiatrist?). I spoke of a book that is wonderful to me, not an absolute masterpiece. I spoke of hope, not certainty. I did this with good reason. @Desade: obviously ruthless comparisons (I agree), but perhaps a bit forced for very different historical/cultural contexts. I wasn’t shouting miracle, anyway. Back to Amore 14. See you at 4 PM for the fart contest.

I refer to some passages where Mattia and Alice reflect on their own "inability" to life, which leads them to consciously deny themselves happiness. I say this because at 27, it is at least difficult to reach such conclusions. It took me longer.

The review pleases me and I share many of the observations contained within it. I would add that Giordano's stylistic touch is remarkable for a debut. I have read fierce criticism of this book, which I loved greatly, as well as claims of possible frenzied editing on a manuscript that was originally very different. The only thing that was changed is the title, which was originally "Dentro e fuori dall'acqua". Literature, like music, is subject to many criteria of evaluation when determining the artistic value of a work. I won't advocate for Giordano here, whom I believe has written a wonderful book, surprisingly mature in certain reflections considering the author's young age, and exceptionally well written. I prefer to say that I loved it instinctively, from the very first day I saw it in the bookstore, regardless of the red band. More Giordano and less Moccia: there you can find the adolescent angst from a cheap romance. For contemporary literature in our country, there is still hope.

Thank you, it had been a while since I had this much fun!

But also no.

Very big Punisher... Another pathetic example of how the tables are turned. Come on, think about it, maybe it's better. The contradiction leaves you breathless...

It's an idea that I would say is infused with innovative breezes or, as one might say, grand. A bit costly, but I'm all in. It definitely deserves it more than Punisher. And Pietrominchiadura. And Biometallara.

"Instead, the debasers like Muffinman, LostInSpace, GEB, Geenoo... much less." Let me understand this reasoning... Do we deserve a review much less than Ratman? Damn Punni, you’re a genius... You're a bit slow on the uptake, but as usual, when it comes to nonsense, you’re beyond. And while you think, keep one eye on your underwear, huh? Just a reminder, old stinker!

Well, alcohol is still a topic that can introduce and accompany the one related to chicks. Yesterday, for example, I was at a beautiful concert and it was full of ass. Ass here and there. I was good. Definitely better than this morning... PRUT!