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Very interesting discussion (aside from that annoying mosquito of katarsis that sometimes buzzes nonsensically).
Turkish: "...everything surrounding Gomorra (including the instant-movie) seemed very 'fake' to me." Aside from the instant-movie (which is neither that instant nor that bad, actually), I think everything is quite real. Including the fax from Tarzan-Schiavone, the one in which the boss, from prison, says that the novelist is exaggerating... or his father grimly watching Saviano’s conference, or the preparations for Saviano's murder, first made known by the informant and then immediately recanted once public (for this reason, I find them even more true), or the dead bodies on the streets. Do you think this is fake? I believe it’s true, unfortunately... too true. Perhaps the fake aspect is the attitude of the editor-in-chief of L'Espresso, who tends to artfully dramatize (see the black-and-white photo) something that is dramatic in itself. I would separate, with a sea, the press from the facts. And one last thing: assuming it's true that someone wanted to "create a hero," I ask… what’s wrong with that? Isn't someone who risks their life to expose the crap we live in a hero? Isn't someone who denounces extortion a hero? Isn't the magistrate who investigates relentlessly and puts away the bosses a hero? Isn't the journalist who investigates, denounces, and loses their life (Russia-Georgia-Somalia, etc. teaches us)? Isn't someone who names names instead of saying "I know nothing" a hero? So? And who are we supposed to consider heroes then? Bill Gates? Berlusconi? The Gabibbo? Goldrake? Craxi? Who? Forgive my fervor.

XYZ made a joke. But a joke presupposes that it should evoke laughter, a smile, sympathy. Instead, you evoke and perhaps represent the typical Italian "panzone" who says that there won’t be another "Figli delle stelle" (see post above).

On the Mentana program, among the other boorishness and vulgarities that his fellow citizens were directing at Saviano, I was surprised by this comment that went something like this: "And now, this writer will find himself in big trouble and will disappear like that singer, Alan Sorrenti, who only had one hit, Figli delle Stelle... and was never heard from again. He will meet the same fate..." The reviewer is right, a fake account with balls, that we are too comfortable. We are all too comfortable, and that’s how we end up in this mess.

Indeed: until when?

Sorry for interrupting, but regarding this review and especially the brilliantly illuminated discussion that followed... I'm really into it. One consideration, Fallen and company: the discourse on ghettoization that you apply to metalheads could be applied to any other kind of music, right? Starting precisely with black metal. All this "devita philosophy" that you want to force onto music and with music, all these paths, all these blacks, yellows, whites... but how can a song, a piece of music show us The Way? WAKE UP WHILE YOU STILL CAN!!!!!!! Sorry... sometimes this folk-metal music playing in the background of my loft drives me wild...

Ta... ta ta ta ta ta taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa a de ai of de taaaaaaaaigheeeeeeerrrrrr
The juice of the '80s. Damn Maria De Filippi for ruining them for me! Go Roockyyyy! 86/100

Oh my God!!! The cover competes with those of gothic metal! There's some masked treachery...

This album, however, does not stand out in its production for me.

Here... Debaser was/is great also for this kind of reviews (at least for me).

and welcome back at last!