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The country is among the richest in the world, seventh in ranking, with the resources available to assist and rebuild the damage caused by the earthquake existing in this republic, where it's a whole different ball game. Organizing a tear-jerking charity concert and shifting the responsibility away from the government to take care of the unfortunate citizens of Abruzzo during this difficult time is a mistake, just like withdrawing the G8 from the Maddalenini and all of Sardinia, who have been very generous and supportive towards the Abruzzo region. Over the years, they have invested time and effort to host this event, which would have put the island on the map of the entire world.

He's a guy, she may be talented, with her arty-farty photos, the subjective inclinations of the fans... but I prefer Nada.

If I were to be granted lucytalk, I would like to broadly describe my impressions of "Giovanna's Father." An entertaining film, far from being distracting or banal; on the contrary, it deserves to be watched multiple times to better grasp all its nuances. I don't think I fully understood it, but as I left the cinema, I felt I had possessed something greater. It might have been the dialogues between the protagonists in their broadest sense, filmed under monochromatic light to better represent that historical period. The drama, the psychological trauma of the family portrayed as a microcosm of an entire nation, the daughter’s misdeed, inevitably unfolding in the inexorable course of events when fate comes to collect its dues. Interposed between the morbid love of the father and an emotionally absent mother, along with the resulting awkward ineptitude of this unbalanced teenager, is a difficult dilemma for the father: a marriage precarious with a woman of fatal beauty or the daughter condemned to confinement. The father, resolute yet somewhat petty, is impeccably portrayed by an actor I particularly admire, Silvio Orlando.

Berlusconi is the archetype of the Italian man, let’s face it, and among his most evident characteristics are: machismo, corrupt, thief, womanizer, cunning, cowardly, bootlicker, mafioso, show-off, pompous, poser, and so on. As an emigrant from a certain distance, from another perspective, I evaluate certain facts differently. Furthermore, one emigrates for work, and as a Sardinian, I prefer to be a foreigner in England than a foreigner in Milan.

I prefer the first two, people playing like this in Italy gives me hope.

Ozpetek, this Turkish director has kept me connected to my Italian roots for years. I still need to get Saturno Contro and the aforementioned one on DVD. The Italian Film Festival opened last April here in London, but I chose to spend £7.50 on Pupi Avati's Il Papa` di Giovanna instead. I appreciated your writing, lucytalk.

turn off those televisions, ask the parish priest why what he believes should interfere with your private life, work is a right, recommendations are not, the money in the Caymans, where did it come from, they will get rid of him too, just like they did with Benito, the hidden face of power, it exists but you can't see it, now a scumbag like this is prime minister, give me a break, in Italy, Italy is a banana republic. Let me go... it's about to start Beautiful.

2 little minutes in this other sunny day to explain/translate to the experienced veteran the MA! The delirious nonsense of "a marksman's practice at pigeon shooting, when I have nothing better to do," and what better way to relieve my suppressed libido than by the sight of a jogging water lily first thing in the morning along the Thames, oops! 2 minutes time it's up.

..........and if I'm a jerk and I like to comment as I please, is that allowed?

Ladies and gentlemen, Marcooo Masini, who will sing to us the usual San Remo tune as always, or am I mistaken?