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Permettete? Ettore Scola

Ha pedinato l’uomo, Ettore Scola. Imparando la lezione che veniva da Vittorio De Sica e Cesare Zavattini, su quella c’ha messo il suo occhio da disegnatore satirico passato per le mani di Marcello Marchesi e prima per il giudizio di Maccari al Marc’Aurelio. Ha fatto un cinema del dubbio, mischiando la tragedia al riso, sempre. Combinava buffo e fantasioso, alto e basso, riproponendo la realtà italiana: dal fascismo agli anni novanta. Continua a leggere

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The inimitable fascination of the enchanter

GiancarloFusco1974FuscoHe was the one at the end of the night who put the hat on the dawn. Gian Carlo Fusco never left a single night without his words. He stayed up late, drank and, above all, told stories. Always the centre of attention, he led the discussions and everyone was enthralled by him. A real talent. Narrator, spellbinder, showman. Fireworks, irony, an endless stream of anecdotes. Stories, stories, stories: a travelling show. He was born to tell stories, and to give of himself. The rest: life, body, feelings, work and money, were mere details, accessories — sometimes hindrances. He was a talking novel. A novel written in the sand, lost and found again, deleted and rewritten a million times. Each time a different tale. And yes, even the same one he could toss and mix as he liked. Cutting, stretching, changing and inventing, leaving it open-ended. Genius in action, helped by the night and the booze. Continua a leggere

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