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Voglio andare in pezzi, questo mondo sordo e cieco deve andare in pezzi, è troppo bugiardo

Domenico Starnone, Destinazione errata

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2001: Domenico Starnone, Via Gemito

di Patrizia Riello Pera, Padova, ITALIA 🇮🇹 Italiano Starnone e l’ombra del padre: il graffio di “Via Gemito” Con Via Gemito, Domenico Starnone trasforma la memoria in carne viva, mettendo in scena un corpo a corpo magistrale tra un figlio e un padre ferroviere dalle frustrate ambizioni artistiche. La narrazione vibra di un’energia densa e viscerale, capace di alternare rabbia e tenerezza in un…

2001: Domenico Starnone, Via Gemito

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Domenico Starnone: ‘Diseducators’ - The Atlantic

One of my students constantly changes her name. I don’t find it particularly shocking. I’ve had students enter the classroom late through the window, instead of using the door. I’ve had students who choose to sit on the floor or at the foot of my lectern while I teach, not at their desks. I’ve had to break up violent fights, with desks and chairs flying across the room as if my lessons had…

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Lacci di Starnone: un concentrato di vita

Lacci: c’è tanta vita dentro quelle pagine e la vita sa essere bella, imprevedibile, dolce, monotona, indifferente, ingenua, cruda fino alla cattiveria e tanto altro ancora

La copertina del libro Lacci (Einaudi) è una pietra preziosa rara e Domenico Starnone uno dei migliori scrittori in circolazione, un campione della letteratura (che apprezzo dai tempi di Ex Cathedra sul settimanale Cuore).  Lacci è uno di quei libri che da anni è nella lista dei desideri, letto con molto ritardo in questi giorni. Ed è stato un bel leggere. È stato detto e scritto tanto, è un…

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LABILITA’

Chi scrive rischia di perdersi in un mondo fittizio, confondendo realtà e finzione. Un libro sull'angoscia dello scrittore, che vive sul confine, ove abilità si confonde con labilità. Labilità, di Domenico Starnone (41/326)

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A Domenico Starnone il Premio Elba Brignetti per "Scherzetto" (Einaudi). #starnone (presso Libreria L'Indice)

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things were read (#233): Ties by Domenico Starnone

I kneel down to collect them. They show a person both he and I know very well. It's exactly the way we know her, with this happy face. She entered our consciousness one morning when we'd stopped-- me, him, and Mom-- on a quiet street in Rome. We'd come from Naples for this purpose. We felt dark dread inside, she was the one we were waiting for. Mom explained it to us: she said, let's wait for her to come through that door with Dad. And in fact, when our father and this girl stepped out-- they were so beautiful together, they sparkled-- Mom told us: There, see how happy Dad is? That's Lidia, the woman he left us for. Lidia: Even now the name feels like an animal's bite. When Mom pronounced it her desperation became ours, the three of us inhabiting a single body. But on that occasion, as I watched that woman carefully, the single organism I belonged to broke apart. I thought: How pretty she is, how cheerful. When I grow up I want to be just like her. But this thought made me feel immediately guilty. I still feel guilty, I've felt guilty all my life. I realized I didn't want to resemble my mother anymore, and that I was thus betraying her. Had I the courage I would have shouted, Dad, Lidia, I want to go for a walk with you, I don't want to stay with Mom, she scares me. Instead, now, in this precise moment, I feel incredibly sorry for my mother, and also for myself. Lidia is naked, she's glowing. The two of us aren't like her, we never were. The secret presence of these pictures proves it. My dad never left Lidia, and how could he: He kept her hidden in his mind and in our house his whole life. While we were the ones, even though he came back, that he left. And now that I'm much older than the Lidia in these photos, also older than my mother in that time of unbearable pain, seeing her makes me feel even more humiliated. (p146-7)

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