Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Lola Wants Lola Gets Chords

Elio Germano and Thom Pain - Nothing, and so is the lullaby Lullaby

room in total darkness: the beautiful voice of Elio Germano begins his monologue / dialogue with the audience. Start
, dictionary in hand, from an unlikely definition of the word "fear"

"1) Any party to the face, such as eyes, mouth, or eyes.
2) The capital of Lower Meersham, in the central-south

est.Pop. approximately 8,000,001.
3) Fear
4) See three
5) There is no number seven. "



Here are the opening words of" Thom Pain (based on nothing) "monologue highly successful, award-winning foreign , written by one of the most promising writers of his generation, Will Eno.

The show is structured as a "one-man show" in normal conditions, the comedian will captivate the audience with lightning strokes, or moves him telling details of his sad existence.

But Thom Pain is not a comedian .

"So. Some things can not decide us. The shape of the face, say, or whether we will be forgiven, or what we are high. Where to sleep, and when.

wait until the laughter died away. "


Thom Pain is a lump of pain, an elf existentialist who does not know the answers but knows the questions.

"Questions? No?
I've got one.
When you have finished your childhood? How hard you have been hit when you, when you were this little, this helpless little thing, nothing but big eyes, a heart and a few hundred words? Is not it wonderful how we do not resume again? "


comes from nothing, Thom Pain. Go to nowhere. So the only thing that is the present.

"And if you had only one day left to live? What would you do? It 's easy, you'd be brave and sincere and unconscious ... But what if you had only forty years to live? "


seeks contact with the public, Thom Pain. Sudden very brief romance with the spectators, told rambling anecdotes and long without consoling moral search (pretending to search) to find out what are the dreams of the audience, but the results do not interest him. Why

Thom Pain comes from nothing, goes to nowhere, the only feelings that give you the assurance of being alive is fear and pain. Function words and indefinable: true feelings, however, where everything else is illusory.

on the show dominates the wait, as (it is the only analogy) in the theater of the absurd: waiting for a solution, a development of a revelation. In the universal indifference that surrounds us, of course, the expectation is vain.

Elio Germano is amazing, indistinguishable from the character. As correctly noted in the brochure, you can not imitate or interpret Thom Pain: it can only be Thom Pain.

Ugo Chickens

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Stretching Labia Pain

Sleepy the death of Barbara Baraldi

Barbara Baraldi, Lullaby. The lullaby of death , Castelvecchi , p.. 232, € 15.00

The novel black, gothic, horror and crime to be a bit 'of time have opened the roads leading to the women's fiction: from Salvatori, certainly the best pen, the Fassio, the Comastri-Montanari, Teodorani and so on, we have witnessed a gradual increase in the number of women writers in spite of genres (and sub) by definition male.
In reality there is no sexual variation, or diversification of writing: novels written women seem to be written by men, and we're not really sure whether it's a compliment ... As evidence of this, this novel by Barbara Baraldi, already the author for the "yellow" Mondadori, which seeks to carry out the traditional themes of black twisting the narrative form, timing, point of view of the narrator.
In classic country where everybody knows everybody, a catalog of human samples intersect in a very dark history in which students incocainate, pushers, failures of all kinds spend their lives. Coagulating point of the story is Marcello, chronically unemployed, with a huge Oedipus complex, which do ambirebbe The writer, a mother can not be bullied. The novel row away quickly, written as a film script with a text reduced to a minimum but with an overabundance of dialogue (often unrealistic, such as those between the girls) and with different flashes but interesting ending up losing their way.
The final compacts stories, promote a sense and is covered with a sneer, but the overall impression is that of a writer who has thrown a novel. Especially since (and return to the starting point) would be expected that a woman's hand to write female characters not rescued from cliché today's generation and with the weight of a male, but rather than explaining the motivations with the psychology of a woman. Instead (and this is the paradox) Who is best painting is the man. Paradox? Maybe yes, maybe no.

Francis Emery

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Labia Discomfort Lump

Hereafter Clint Eastwood - Death and the Inspector


marked by appropriate reading selections from Dickens's David Copperfield and concluded by reading a passage from Little Dorrit , Eastwood's latest film unfolds through an elegant paintings, almost unprecedented in the work of American director.

The character played by Matt Damon is a psychic able to communicate with the dead: the simple physical contact with a person allows him to trace the spirit of the deceased and to bring back messages and guidance to the joint alive.

gift or rather curse? Along the same lines of The Stochastic Man by Robert Silverberg and de The Dead Zone by Stephen King (and also most of the Marvel superheroes), the main character has long since realized that this may prevent him from living a normal life and has given up some time to exercise: you find yourself still, of course, forced to use their gift because of the circumstances of his or pietas.

Eastwood said in the meantime other two stories separated in space: that of the successful French journalist upset by near-death experience and that of the London boy desperate for a way to contact your sister killed in a car accident. The three plans are continually alternated, until the obvious confluence final.

Reflection on the fragility of human existence, highlighted by fast and frightening scenes of "accidents" (tsunami, investment and attack), the story does not develop much history along the lines of "supernatural", the contact with the world of the dead, as the comforting (for living) hope in the existence of a "Hereafter," an otherworldly place where the dead can at least put things in place, communicating with the living. It 'just living on his eyes that Eastwood pin on the effects of separation from their loved one and ways of mourning, placing the case (great?) The existence of a possibility of further contact.

Dickensian themes of family (the story of the twins and the mother addict) and the difficult ascent after the fall (the history of television journalist) are dominant, in fact highlighted by the reading of excerpts from David Copperfield.

More importantly, in interpreting the work, however, seems to be an emphasis on reading the passage from Little Dorrit. The Marshalsea prison for debtors (from which, after long journey, "will execute" Little Dorrit), which dominates the work properly and that Charles Pagetti in his fine introduction Einaudi edition defines "timeless nightmare," is in fact a metaphor for the Platonic body - Prison of the soul. "

hope (certainty, Matt Damon) of the protagonists of Hereafter is that there is a world, even (especially) outside the prison.

Ugo Chickens