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review continues, "But China's Literature" organized by Blow Up Groton and on the relationship between cinema and literature.

Tuesday, March 1st at 21:30 a new host race of the Media Hall of the City of Groton, located in the Palazzo della Biblioteca Comunale. This is an evening of approach to literary text and film in the program:

The promise of Friedrich Dürrenmatt - The Pledge Sean Penn

To accompany the public during the evening there will be, in addition to animatoridi Blow Up (Tommaso La Selva, Leo Fabrizio, John and Sergio Massa Vallorani) Filippo Massacci (legal 54), and readings Fernando Micucci ed Edoardo Ripani

Tutte le serate della rassegna sono ad ingresso gratuito con tessera-abbonamento F.I.C. rilasciata dall’Associazione Culturale BLOW UP (costo della tessera F.I.C. di Blow Up € 5)

Friedrich Dürrenmatt (Konolfingen, 5 gennaio 1921 – Neuchâtel, 14 dicembre 1990) è stato uno scrittore, drammaturgo e pittore svizzero.

Dopo un'infanzia piuttosto movimentata durante la quale ebbe già problemi di alcol, si diplomò nel 1941 e studiò filosofia e lingue germaniche a Zurigo e a Berna. Dopo la Seconda guerra mondiale, ispirato dalla lettura di Lessing, Kafka e Brecht, iniziò a scrivere racconti brevi e pezzi teatrali.

Along with countryman Max Frisch, Dürrenmatt was leading the revival of German-language theater. E 'was also a painter, following a continued passion for life, alongside the work as a writer and playwright.

Dürrenmatt's literary production has always been characterized by a biting satire and critical towards society. In his novels through the wise use of investigative plot, aims to prove a point very clear: the case governs human destiny. For Dürrenmatt the careful construction of a closed network of fictitious events in the plot of a novel, more so the detective novel, proves not to be a good mirror reality and to be a weak intellectual construction. Metaphor of 'impossibility' s man to reach the truth through reason alone.

Both in the book that the film, although with different sizes, will be respected all the cliches of the case: there are sharp then the investigator from the intuitions of genius, the innocent victim and the sadistic murderess, only that these are classic elements of the yellow distorted by the author through a story vaguely grotesque tones that will bring, first to the failure of the investigator who fail to unmask the culprit, the other the absolute impunity of the Assassin that will not pay for his crimes. The story is apparently
semplice ma riesce ad evocare alla perfezione il senso di impotenza e di angoscia sorda che ci prende di fronte al divenire della vita tra Caos e Razionalità.
Un bambina massacrata in un a foresta, un investigatore impassibile che indaga sul delitto per risolverlo e dare sollievo alla famiglia della piccola.
"Promisi sulla mia coscienza di trovare l'assassino, solo per non essere costretto a vedere ancora il dolore di quei genitori... e ora devo mantenere la mia promessa." Il freddo e infallibile investigatore, il commissario Matthäi, è vincolato all'impegno preso, e obbligato a risolvere il caso di una bambina di sette anni brutalizzata e uccisa in un bosco. Dürrenmatt sostituisce alla morale pratica di ogni poliziotto (The crime does not pay) a moral metaphysics in which reigns the absurd: the rationale does not prevail at all the chaos, or at least not fatally, and who relies on rationality ends up being the first misunderstood victim. But history is not only that, while the story unfolds, giving birth to a 'matter which end of the story we will in some way made it clear: not everything that appears is true, there is still a truth even if it we can "see." Life, though often seems incomprehensible, it always makes sense.

The novel is also a novel about literature "as a fact can not go back to an account" and una storia raccontata non sarà mai la realtà, ma… attraverso l’ inquietudine che ci trasmette diventa una grande possibilità di interrogarci sul senso delle cose e provare, incessantemente, a trovarne una ragione.

Il film ha un cast d'eccezione: Jack Nicholson, Robin Wright Penn, Benicio Del Toro, Vanessa Redgrave, Mickey Rourke, Helen Mirren, Aaron Eckart, Sam Shepard. Regia di Sean Penn.
A differenza del romanzo, la cui vicenda si svolge nella Svizzera degli anni cinquanta è ambientato nella provincia americana dei nostri giorni, fra le montagne del Nevada.
Un grande Nicholson ai livelli di Shining e di Qualcuno volò sul nido del cuculo.

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da : La Promessa di F.Dürrenmatt

"È successo qualcosa a Gridi?" chiese, e di nuovo guardò Matthai scrutandolo.
"Ha mandato la sua Gridi da qualche parte?" domandò il commissario.
"A Fehren, dalla nonna," rispose il contadino. Matthai rifletté; Fehren era il villaggio vicino.
"Ci andava spesso Gridi?" chiese.
"Ogni mercoledì e ogni sabato pomeriggio," disse il contadino, poi domandò con paura improvvisa, precipitosa: "Perché mi chiede questo? Because he reported his trash? ".
Matthai put the basket on the block on which the first Moser was chopping wood.
Grid was found dead in woods near Magendorf," he said. Moser did not move.
Neither the woman moves, stops at the door with her red dress.
Matthai scroll saw the sweat on his face suddenly white man, in streams.
He wanted to take his eyes but he was mesmerized by this face, from that sweat, and so stood
properties staring at each other.
"Gritli was murdered." Matthai felt he was talking a voice that seemed devoid of compassion, something that irritated him.
"No, you can not," Moser whispered, "there can be no such monster," and the fist that gripped the ax trembled. "There are monsters like, Mr. Moser," Matthai said.
The man stared at him. "I want to see," he said almost inaudibly.
The inspector shook his head. "I would not do that, Mr. Moser.
It's cruel what I say now, I know, but it is better that she does not go by his screams."
Moser became very close to the commissioner, so close that the two men stood in front of each eye fixed on those of the other.
"Why is it better?" he cried. The commissioner said no more.
Moser hefted a dark moment with his hand as if to kill something.
Then instead turned and walked toward the woman who was always at the door.
still motionless, still silent. Matthai waited.
did not miss a thing, and suddenly knew that he would never forget that scene.
Moser clung to his wife. Suddenly he was shaken by a sob dumb.
hid her face on her shoulder, while she stared into the void.
"Tomorrow sera potrà vedere la sua Gritli," promise
stancamente il commissario. "Allora le sembrerà che la bambina stia dormendo."
A questo punto la donna cominciò a parlare.
"Chi è l'assassino?" chiese con una voce così calma e distaccata che Matthai ne ebbe un brivido.
"Lo scoprirò, signora Moser." La donna allora lo fissò, minacciosa, supplichevole.
"Lo promette?" "Lo prometto, signora Moser," disse il commissario,
improvvisamente dominato solo dal desiderio di lasciare quel luogo.
"Sull'anima sua?" Il commissario rimase sorpreso. "Sull'anima mia," disse infine.
Che altro poteva fare? "Adesso vada," ordinò la donna. "Ha giurato sulla sua anima."
Matthai voleva ancora dire qualche parola di conforto, ma non conosceva niente
che potesse confortare. "Mi dispiace," disse piano e si voltò.
Rifece adagio la strada per cui era venuto. Davanti a lui stava Magendorf e, dietro, il bosco.
Sopra, il cielo ora senza nuvole. Guardò di nuovo i due bambini rannicchiati sul bordo della strada, passò loro davanti stancamente ed essi lo seguirono sgambettando. Poi all'improvviso udì alle sue spalle, proveniente dalla casa, un grido come of a beast. He quickened his pace, and did not know if he was the man or woman to cry so.

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The Manuscript Found in Saragossa by Jan Potocki

Proposal for a reading of Henry S.


In world literature there are little treasures that are often unknown or only read by fans of all genres. In my case I want to speak about a gem of the period between 1700 and 1800: a gothic novel as beautiful as strange and mysterious is his story. The gothic novel is a narrative genre that was born and developed in the second half of 1700, characterized by dark and mysterious environments, and forms the basis "modern" than that then it will be the latest horror and crime fiction. Haunted and ruined castles, the masterpieces of Gothic novels are often considered a time (wrongly) Series B, but which have now been rediscovered and reappropriated have the very important role they deserve. As just one example, those unfamiliar with Bram Stoker's Dracula, but those who know that the first truly modern example of a vampire in literature is the gothic novel Carmilla by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu?

Count Jan Potocki was born in Poland in 1761, in a rich and noble family and lives a life not very long but very adventurous. Plays the role of eccentric and erudite, world traveler, and revolutionary. Join the great movements of the time, living in person then what to include in his writings. One novel
Potocki, the Manuscript Found in Saragossa not received the original version. Is printed initially only in parts, then reunited, and French. Between versions for friends and those for the "public" lives a life's work from "perpetually incomplete" and is the subject of controversy and attempts (more or less successful) of plagiarism. Remains virtually unknown until 1958, when it appears printed in Polish and world literature is enriched by the work of impeccable style and storyline. In fact, the novel has never "suffered" a real overhaul, and this has fed and still feeds all una serie di dibattiti.
Secondo uno stile spesso usato all'epoca, il romanzo si dipana lungo un racconto principale, inframezzato da tante altre storie che irrompono nella narrazione e la arricchiscono. Le vicende avventurose e cavalleresche si sommano agli episodi spettrali. Demoni e banditi convivono con frati e gitani, in un susseguirsi incalzante di vicende che tengono il lettore avvinto fino al termine del libro (sempre che una fine realmente ci sia).
La voce narrante è quella di un ufficiale francese che rinviene un manoscritto durante l'assedio di Saragozza e viene successivamente catturato dagli spagnoli. Il capitano di questi ultimi scopre che tale manoscritto narra le vicende di un suo antenato e così traduce in francese lo scritto al nostro narrator.
The protagonist, an ancestor of the English captain, on his journey in the wilderness of the Sierra comes in contact with demons who wear different guises, from time to time, from sensual to hideous monsters cousins \u200b\u200bbut with bandits, strange monks, inquisitors, and gypsies beautiful ladies. Each of these characters has a story to tell and so the reader is to cross the English border to arrive in Africa, Naples and Sicily, France, and picaresque life story where love and death go hand in hand and where the fantasy and reality merge to become one. The same demons are so "concrete" that the reader will never have the certainty, not even at the end of the book, what or who actually were. Almost all the characters are subjects worthy of a song by De Andrè and appear as "victims (or perpetrators) of this world" and press on the life and morals of the protagonist in an attempt to bribe him ... or instruct. The writer does not take a clear position, from this point of view, and leaves the reader feedback on what is right and wrong. Still quoting De Andrè: "If you think, if a good judge sentenced them to middle-class costs more than five thousand years."
Here are the songs. I wanted to tap into all aspects of the book, which are really a lot, trying to give an idea, although brief, of how well written, and how exciting it can be.


was a English manuscript. I knew very little that language, but I knew enough to understand that it could be a funny book: there was talk of brigands, ghosts, the Kabbalists, and nothing more than a bizarre novel was adapted to distract from the efforts of the campaign ... ....

The hours passed in such a profound silence, when the unexpected sound of a bell startled me by surprise. He played twelve strokes, and as you know, the ghosts have the power to act only from midnight until the first cock crow. I say that I was surprised, and I had reason to be, because the bell had not played at all other hours, and then his stroke I seemed to have something eerie. A moment later, the bedroom door opened, and saw a figure enter all black, but not frightening, because it was a beautiful black woman half naked, with a candlestick in each hand ... ....

Then I heard one of those hanged I grabbed the ankle of the left foot. I wanted to be released, but the more I cut the road. I stood before him you screwed up eyes and pulling out a red tongue as the red-hot iron. Begged for mercy. It was in vain. With one hand he took me by the throat and the other I tore the eye that I miss. Then he fell under the hot tongue. I licked the brain, making me roar with pain. Then the other hanged, I had grabbed his left leg, he wanted He also played for claws. Before he began to tickle the soles of the feet that held her tight. Then, the monster, he tore the skin, it separates all the nerves, they laid bare, and would like sonarvi on a musical instrument, but because I did not give a sound that could please him, sank his spurs in my knee, tendons tightened and began to twist them as you do to tune a harp. Finally he began to ring on my leg, which had a dulcimer ... ....

spent half an hour to get there I saw a girl about my age. The angels are more beautiful, and the impression I had was so strong and sudden that I might fall from the top of the tree if I had not been bound with the strap, which I sometimes to rest with more confidence. The girl's eyes were low and the air of melancholy more pronfoda. He sat on a bench, he leaned on the marble table and poured a lot of tears. [...] At that time forward I saw the young prince with a bouquet of flowers. [...] When the girl saw him, his appearance showed a contempt for which I was very grateful ... ... ... ..

Mr Knight, here is the merchandise of England and Brazil, so many as to provide the four kingdoms of Andalusia, Granada, Valencia and Catalonia. The king suffers a little of our small market, but is inspired by un'altra parte, e un po' di contrabbando diverte e consola il popolo. D'altronte in Spagna non c'è uno che non lo faccia. Alcune di queste balle verranno deposte nelle caserme dei soldati, altre nelle celle dei monaci, e perfino nelle cripte dei morti. Le balle contrassegnate in rosso sono destinate a cadere in mano agli alguazil (sbirri, ndr) che se ne faranno un merito presso la dogana e saranno così più legati ai nostri interessi.


Ciò detto, lo zingaro fece nascondere le mercanzie in diversi anfratti delle rocce……..

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Questions and Cinema - The 'Dead Poets Society Peter Weir

Periodicamente Leggere54 proporrà ai suoi amici un quesito cinematografico

Tra tutte le correct answers received will be drawn by lot which will be awarded a prize in an annual card of 'cultural association Blowup. If you can donate them to a 'friend / a.

This week I propose the phrase

"We do not write and read poetry because it's cute''

What is the title of the film and who directed him?


The phrase is not given, never contained in the solution of the question

The answer should be sent to leggere54@yahoo.it

not write and read poetry because it's cute.

We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race,
and the human race is full of passion.
Medicine, law, economics, engineering professions are noble,
necessary to our livelihood.

But poetry, beauty, romance, the 'love.
these are the things that keep you alive.

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The solution of 'last film and the question':
'The Dead Poets Society "by Peter Weir
The winning answer was Contributed by:


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Questions and Literature

Periodically Leggere54 propose a question to his literary friends


Among all correct answers received will be drawn by lot to which a will receive a € 15 voucher kindly donated books from the library of the bibliophile San Benedetto del Tronto, sponsors' s initiative.

This week I propose the phrase


"what is that to our hearts the world without 'love?''

What is the title of the book is who is l’autore ?

La frase proposta non è, mai, contenuta nella soluzione del quesito
La risposta va inviata a leggere54@yahoo.it

Guglielmo, cosa è mai per il nostro cuore il mondo senza l' amore ? Quello che è una lanterna magica senza la luce. Appena tu introduci la piccola lampada, ecco apparire sulla bianca parete le più svariate immagini! E se pur non sono che fantasmi passeggeri, essi formano egualmente la nostra felicità, quando noi ci fermiamo dinanzi ad essi come ingenui fanciulli rapiti dalle apparizioni meravigliose





La soluzione dell’ ultimo quesito letterario e’ :


I dolori del giovane Werther " di J.W.Goethe

La risposta vincitrice è stata inviata da :

Graziella Pasqualini di Ancarano ( TE )
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AUGURI E RIFLESSIONI
buone letture e buon San Valentino,
a chi ha trovato l' amore e a chi lo troverà



William Butler Yeats
(Dublino, 13 giugno 1865 – Roquebrune-Cap-Martin, 28 gennaio 1939)
è stato un poeta, drammaturgo, Irish writer and mystic.








He wants the fabric of the sky


"If I had the embroidered cloth of heaven,
woven of gold and of ' Silver and light,
The drapes from light and dark colors of the day and night
from bus colors of sunrise and sunset,
spread the cloths under your feet:
Instead, being poor, have only my dreams;
And I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Cammina leggera, perché cammini sui miei sogni."

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

"Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths
Enwrought with golden and silver light
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams"

William Butler Yeats

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REMARKS: "Other Brands" by S. Sinigaglia, "Anatomy 'autumn' of MBBuondi," Give us the courage and simplicity "of E. Marzetti

municipal administration of San Benedetto del Tronto
Department of Culture in collaboration with the library
Einaudi point of San Benedetto del Tronto
presents the series of meetings and presentations of books on the subject.
"The Book" Conversations and Reflection compared Arts History and Culture
Friday, February 11 at 21.00 at Palazzo Bice Piacentini
Presentation of the book

"Other Brands" by Sergio Sinigaglia

present: Carlo Carboni and Renato Novelli
will present the author

This volume collects the surveys (and articles) outputs, in particular, on the "territories" Il Manifesto. The underlying theme is the crisis of social, economic and political, of the "traditional model, and at the same time, the emergence of a new paradigm completely alternative. It is not only undermines the vaunted "Marche model" but a true systemic crisis, as manifested in recent years all over the world, as a result of globalization, even shakes the very foundations of our region. A veritable tsunami across all sectors of local communities.
But if the book's title is "Altremarche" The reason is because we are told that the examples of real "mobile society" that in everyday life, in a very concrete way, outlines a model limited to: the experiences of farming and farm virtuous development of renewable sources to the practice of active citizenship, a real "other political" than the ritual and increasingly self- the traditional political world.

Book is a 'initiative promoted and subsidized by the' Department of culture of the town of San Benedetto del Tronto, Office services for libraries and museums in collaboration with the Einaudi point.
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Municipal Administration San Benedetto del Tronto
Department of Culture
el 'cultural association' the onager "in collaboration with the library
The bibliophile el 'Association The places of Scripture presents
Saturday, February 12 at 17:00
Public Library G. Lesca of San Benedetto del Tronto

"Anatomy 'autumn" of Maria Beatrice Buondi

conversation with the' author: Lucilius Santoni

On an island in the Atlantic, of which the world ignores the existence , a secret organization, the Sippe, select and train young soldiers for incorporation in the international intelligence agencies. The fate of each of them has been established since birth, is a legacy passed down from father to son, from generation to generation. But one day a young woman, Bianca, decides to escape. Goes on the road risking everything to pursue an ideal of freedom, to be master of its own destiny, to escape the destructive mechanisms of competition and isolation, as discover, play cross and complicate the lives of both men on a small island lost in the ocean, and the wider world.

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's municipal administration of Acquaviva Department of Culture in collaboration with the
'Association The places of Scripture presents

"Give us the courage and simplicity" of Henry Marzetti

Saturday, February 12 at 17:00
Board Room of the town of Acquaviva
This will be the 'author presents
' s commissioner for culture prof. Theodoric Compagnoni

will debate the issue of drug abuse through the story of the events of 'author in the world of drugs and personal considerations on how to defeat this insidious enemy.

" Life takes on meaning and significance only through love, and to achieve true happiness must first be free from fear, only love can detoxify from fear, and then in the recovery community should mainly speak of the true essence of life, teaching children to smile again, the sincere and wonderful flowing only when you find inner peace and lead them to take the path of love, turning their weaknesses into courage, sublime virtue in their vices in the service of the world. "

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The Long Goodbye Chandler - Altman

You know what, Marlowe ?

you a little a rogue ... like me ...
Raymond Chandler The Long Goodbye

review continues, "But China's Literature" organized by Blow Up Groton and on the relationship between cinema and literature.


Tuesday, February 8 at 21:30 a new race of the host to the City of Groton Municipal Gallery, located in the Palazzo della Biblioteca Comunale. This is an evening of approach to literary text and film and profilmic in the program,

The long goodbye Raymond Chandler, the book
The Long Goodbye Robert Altman movie.

The program includes readings, comments, thoughts, sequence analysis, to understand the mechanisms adopted by directors and screenwriters in the always difficult but fascinating work of film adaptation. Media will follow the discussion in the following Tuesday, February 15 , the integral projection of the film in question at the Hall Kursaal.La altmaniana version of the novel of mystery writer Raymond Chandler is one of the most poignant examples of the possibility of to reinterpret and reinvent cinema with its own rules the printed page. La destrutturazione letteraria proposta da Chandler si traduce in Altman in destrutturazione filmica con una forte e ironica critica alle regole e alle figure del cinema classico: è questo forse il lungo addio cui alludono i titoli delle due opere? Un prendere le distanze dai modelli consolidati?

Ad accompagnare il pubblico durante la serata  ci saranno, oltre agli animatori di Blow Up (Tommaso La Selva, Fabrizio Leone, Giovanni Massa e Sergio Vallorani) Filippo Massacci (di Leggere 54), e le letture di Fernando Micucci

Tutte le serate della rassegna sono ad ingresso gratuito con tessera-abbonamento F.I.C. rilasciata dall’Associazione Culturale BLOW UP (costo della tessera F.I.C. Blow Up € 5)

The "boys" Black mask - second from left standing Chandler, Hammett first from right standing

In the Twenties Thirty and prospered in the United States a unique magazine.
was called "Black Mask" , was directed 'energy, even imperious, Captain Joseph T. Shaw, convinced of having to spread a new kind of detective fiction that is not rifacesse the old, threadbare, monotonous traditional schemes, such as the crime free event, searching for the culprit as a game of patience, literature as mere escapism. In assuming the leadership of that magazine never before read Captain Shaw had declared its intention to change everything, and had kept his promise. His favorite author was Dashiell Hammett, a former Pinkerton Detective Agency who was forced by tuberculosis to leave the hard job, he took to survive, to put down on paper the adventures happened to him or his colleagues. Other authors have followed the example of Hammett. And Captain Shaw was soon picked up in his magazine about the best of Hammett detective fiction action, the authors great and small which would be defined
"the hard-boiled school, the school of hard knocks."
Some of them, starting right from Hammett, were true hard.
least no one: the newest, Raymond Chandler.

Chandler Marlowe on

... Art should always be a principle of redemption. It may be pure tragedy, if tragedy is high, it may be irony, pity or the bitter laughter of the fort. But on the streets of criminals to walk a man who is not a criminal, not a flask, which is not a coward.
realistic man is in police detective. He's the hero, is all.
a complete man, an ordinary man but a man as if he just met.
must be, to use a little abused, a man of honor, by instinct, by necessity, due to the inability to degenerate. It must be without thinking, and certainly never parlame too.
(article for The Atlantic Monthly, December 1944).

The long good bye

... I am sending you today the draft of a story I called The Long Good-Bye.E 'in 92,000. words. I'll be happy to receive your comments and objections, and so on. I did not even re-read, if not to make any corrections and control a number of details that I asked my secretary. So, do not I send you my opinion. You form your by yourself, reading, little by little.
For some time I was clear that the annoying thing in detective stories, at least in literary terms, is that the characters fall by the wayside - at least one third of them. Often the opening, the mise en scène, the environment, are very good. Then the plot gets more complicated, and the characters become mere names. Well, you can do to avoid it? You can write a history of constant action, and, if fun, that's great. But, alas, becomes large, it becomes complicated and insecure, the moral dilemmas begin to affect more than what we want to know who gave a blow on the head to whom. And at this point perhaps one should withdraw and leave the field to young people, the simplest. I'm not saying necessarily fumettacci writers, like Mike Spillane.
However I wrote this as I wanted, because now I can fario. I did not care if there was no enigma, I care of the people of this strange world we live in corrupt, and the fact that every man who tries to be honest appears at the bottom or sentimental or simply stupid ...
Letter to Bemice Baumgarten, May 14, 1942).

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The fire inside John Andreoli

Cultural Association The places of writing for the series: a book and its author in collaboration The library has the bibliophile:

Friday, February 4 at 18.30

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"FIRE INSIDE" by John Andreoli

Presents' s lawyer. Pamela spoke
Calabria 's author



Fred is young, hungry for life, but bound by the constraints of a world still closed-minded and conservative, always torn between the impulses of his temperament and the disenchantment of having to take choices often imposed by the inevitable compromises.


Federico says so dry and essential to its complex existential biography: the carefree college years, returning to his home town in the hinterland of Abruzzo and the sudden economic difficulties family members, a difficult start being a professional accountant, the ill-fated love affairs with Frank and Martha, the joy of a child. A

dissolve unresolved conflicts that animate the main character is David, the son so much desired and loved, with whom Frederick will be able to establish a relationship of complicity and sincere affection for each other. Overcoming the hostility and resentment of her ex, Martha, moved by a desire for revenge that will unfold in an attempt to forcibly take away a father and son.

A novel about events that may be experienced by everyone, able to address issues raised in too much current and ever: the forms of family separation, the difficult role of single parent. Moments of reality that are colored in warm tones and sincere.

John Andreoli Atri was born July 22, 1966. Graduated in Law, practices as a civil lawyer. He lives in Alba Adriatica (TE), and is the father of two children.
He discovered the creative writing in 2009: The fire in the novel is his first race narrative.

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Questions and Cinema - Gone with the Wind

Every film that we enjoyed one day finds place in our memory along with other memories. Become a memory among many, he also threatened by 'forgetting, from' erosion of memory. It so happens that the film images remain here and there in the head as personal memories, as if they were part of our lives. We need to do "editing" of our memories, the memory of the shot, to create a continuity, to make a story. Casablanca Marc Augé

Periodically Leggere54 propose a question to his friends film Of all the correct answers received it will be extracted lots on which a prize will be awarded in an annual card of 'cultural association Blowup. If you can donate them to a 'friend / a.

This week I propose the phrase

"I frankly do not care''

What is the title of the film and who directed him?

The sentence given is not, never, contained in the solution of the question
The answer must be sent to: leggere54@yahoo.it

The solution of the question is: ; ;

Gone With the Wind Victor Fleming ;

The winning answer was received from:

Giuseppe M. of San Benedetto del Tronto

Gone with the Wind - Frankly, I do not care

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Questions and Literature - Groton L. Ferlinghetti

Periodically Leggere54 propose a question to his literary friends
Among all correct answers received will be drawn by lot to which one will receive a € 15 voucher kindly donated books from the library of the bibliophile San Benedetto del Tronto, sponsors' s initiative.

This week I propose you to:

"the fog hangs heavy among the olive trees''

What is the title of the poem and who is' author?

The sentence given is not, never, contained in the solution of the question

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The turquoise sea off
Groton Groton and its marine cave full of echoes over the Adriatic

The echo of the siren song

I still get the train noise
Once again the lost voices

call from the depths of the sea


But of course it's all an illusion

The mist hangs heavy
among the olive trees
According to the clock is already morning

but not with the light that exists only in our minds

Men and women sleep in their usual dark

Only light
asleep in their eyes
gives us a foreshadowing of a future

an iridescent
While incandescent

fate in the distance far beyond the island

the turquoise sea refers
his answer.

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The solution of the question is:

"Grottammare " di L. Ferlinghetti

La risposta vincitrice è stata inviata da :

Gianni B. di San Benedetto del Tronto

Funny Sayings On Wedding Koozies

Island in the Sea of \u200b\u200bIsabel Allende

  Proposta di lettura di Melisa C.
" Isola sotto il mare " di Isabel Allende

Dopo le prime reading pages of "La isla bajo el mar" (The island in the sea) by Isabel Allende seemed to return to the settings of "Wide Sagrasso Sea" by Jean Ryhs; will 'for the presence of heredity' Creole for the colonial environment or just the power of the female character. But I could never speak of the text associated with the text of the Alliance of Jean Rhys otherwise I should also mention Jane Eyre by Emily Bronte and at this point I would do even more 'confusion and Philip would tell me immediately "and' the first draft of reading you do and that looks heavy ... "Pero
'I am writing this to give you an idea of \u200b\u200bhow the main character the text, the slave Zarite ', is one of those characters' hard, suffering and sweet "typical of' Allende then as the first were those of the Bronte or Jane Austen. With the passing of the pages instead of my mind has associated text to my first passion: music, particularly gospel and raw blues. The origins of these genres of music come from Africa, slaves forced to work in the cotton and sugar of Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama. Send Alliance us into the life of plantations of Saint Dominique, the first English colony, then French and then American, what is now 'Haiti. And along with the music of the drums are associated with voodoo rites, black magic and "the doctors of the leaves." It 's wonderful how the Allende described the terror of the rich white owners in the face of knowledge of these rites at the same time feared and misunderstood. In the middle of my reading of the earthquake tragedy of Haiti appeared to be a tragic coincidence that the same reading text set in Port au Prince. The secondary images on television of these women who sing, dance and invoking the loa in circles trying to drive out evil and alleviate the pain does not seem very distant from the characters of the novel. The history of Haiti and 'a tragic story but very interesting for the mix of cultures that it offers. Do you think that the text speaks of different "colors black leather "and according to the gradation of black" inherited "a degree in social class. So you can imagine the immensity 'of different' cultural island. "The Island in the Sea 'is a text that deals with the harshness of slavery' and a text of colonialism but also romantic and sometimes frivolous. For example, very colorful and 'the character of Violette, the French coquette mulatto buy clothes all the rage in the market of contraband but will beautify the skin with herbs Tante Rose. Enjoy the contradiction, mulatto woman because 'the daughter of a black slave abused by his white master, who wears the costume of French fashion but uses cream prepared with herbs from the "Wizard" a lot of Rose. In how many different worlds will take you 'if you read this book ....

Personally I do not like to tell and discuss the plots of the books I read, my memory and 'bad, I should at any time to review the facts and names to give you an accurate account but the' I did it because I tell you what an interesting text has resulted the reader's mind and what he / nice. I love Isabel Allende, its history and its texts, and I strongly believe that before reading this book should enrich you immensely especially with the biography of this writer. As you read the text in depth the history of Haiti, also to better understand the facts che viviamo oggi. Haiti e’ stata la prima colonia nera a ribellarsi e a diventare indipendente e credo che fin’ad oggi sia stata "punita" (o dimenticata di proposito) per questo’..ma qui si parlerebbe di politica....e allora meglio lasciare perdere...

Approfondite le vostre conoscenze sui riti voodoo magari ascoltando il gospel di Reverend Louis Overstreet. Conoscete meglio la cultura creola…e la sua cucina (il sig. Toulouse padrone di Zarite’ di origini francesi odiava rientrare in Francia e lasciare l'ottimo cibo della sua cuoca e ogni volta che rientrava in patria si ammalava per il pessimo cibo francese a confronto dei fantastici ingredienti offerti dall’isola).

Cosi' alla fine del romanzo you can admit to having made a world tour through France, Spain, Africa, Haiti, Louisiana and Chile, have a more cultural baggage 'heavy ... be fattened for a few pounds after the discovery of fantastic recipes, creole, to admit that I have suggested a great record, gospel Reverend Louis Overstreet and I hope to have you entertained by reading what I consider a great novel.

Toulouse Valmorain arrived in Saint-Domingue in 1770, the same year in which the Dauphin of France married the Austrian Archduchess Marie Antoinette. Before leaving for the colony, when he still did not suspect the fate that would end up making fun of him buried among the reeds in the West Indies, had been invited to Versailles to a party in honor of the new Dauphine, a blonde girl of fourteen who yawned ostentatiously despite the strict protocol of the French court. Everything about the past. Saint-Domingue was a different world. The young Valmorain had a rather vague idea of \u200b\u200bwhere his father used to knead the bread as best family with the ambition to turn it into a treasure. He had read somewhere that the original inhabitants of the island, arahuaco, called Haiti before the conquistadors changed the name to La Española and massacre all the natives. In less than fifty years there had been even a shadow of a arahuaco: they were all dead, victims of slavery, disease course by whites, and suicide. They were men from the reddish skin, thick hair and blacks, dall'imperturbabile dignity, so mild that a Spaniard alone could beat ten with his bare hands. They lived in polygamous communities, carefully cultivating the land not used for: sweet potatoes, corn, pumpkins, peanuts, peppers, potatoes and cassava. The land, as the sky and water, did not master until he seized the foreigners not to grow plants ever seen thanks to the forced labor of arahuaco. At that time began the custom of aperrear, killing defenseless people stirred up against them perros, dogs. When they had destroyed the indigenous, imported slaves kidnapped in Africa and whites from Europe, convicts, orphans, prostitutes and rebels. At the end of 1600 Spain had ceded the western part of France, who had called it Saint-Domingue and was to become the richest colony in the world. At the time of Toulouse Valmorain arrived there, one third of the exports of France, with sugar, coffee, tobacco, cotton, indigo and cocoa, came from that island. By now there were more white slaves, blacks and those amounted to hundreds of thousands. Sugar cane, sweet gold of the colony, was the product harder to cultivate, cut the cane crushing and reduce it to syrup was not working by humans but by animals, such as supporting the planters.
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"Wait, Tété. Let's see if it helps to solve a doubt. Dr. Parmentier argues that blacks are human as white men, and I say the opposite. What do you think? "Valmorain asked in a tone that the doctor seemed more fatherly sarcastic. She remained silent, with eyes turned down and hands clasped. "Come on, Tete, answer without fear. I'm waiting ... "


" The boss is always right "she muttered in conclusion.
"In other words, you think that blacks are not fully human ..."
"A human being who is not has no opinion, master."


Melisa C.