Alberto Cavallone

One of the best-preserved mysteries of Italian post-surrealism. There is a reason for it. A radically negative and disillusioned worldview, Marxist-materialist in its terminal state, veiled with Lautréamontian misanthropy: the ideas, as innovative as they might be, were there. Often, however, their staging does not work: a poverty of means that borders on amateurism, widespread structural confusion, a total disinterest in the preservation of the finished product. Its peak, the Fellinian Spell.