As God intended. The north east
production, which is nothing more that a set of those old western movies, a stage abandoned the facade of good cock Toyland.
which stands on the ruins of what was the Glorious Empire. And now the scenery behind only debris, stones and mud. And dust.
In the north east are alive only the wounds of the miseries of a precarious and insecure dictated by the impossibility of not being able to integrate. Like wolves, my neighbors, they wander among the stone quarries, scattered houses and anonymous shopping centers. Nobody around here gives you a chance to get out of this torment. But all the promise you.
E 'by these implacable as logically impossible, born movies like that.
I too would have distributed in a time when the people stoned.
Just a nice holiday movie fuck.
Among other things, a portrait of Salvatores is also quite faithful to the book. This novel I gave it to my father two years ago, for Christmas. The newspaper La Stampa and marked immediately by expressing strong opinions and sharp, so I immediately knew that he deserved to be read. A novel that is so much to me as the person with whom I shared.
not celebrate Christmas this year. In my apartment there is no room neither for the crib or for the tree.
"Because sometimes where there is no love, sometimes there is something else."
this nihilistic plot:
In a wasteland of the North-East Italy, including stone quarries, scattered houses and anonymous shopping malls, a father and son live. Rino Zena, unemployed and dogged, Christian educator, a teenager and so restless that folks would shun and humiliate the girls. Alone against the world and everyone, have a single friend: Four Cheese, offended by an unfortunate accident with a high-tension wires and obsessed by God, from the manger and a blonde pornodiva. United by a love visceral, Rino and Christian pull out a life proud that reacts to the bullying of others and the interference of social services. Within a night of rain and mud a little girl will forever change their destinies.
And now a piece that I gasa as a kid. in the central refrain is one of the coolest guitar riffs I've ever heard, at least lately. The video then is monstrous even if it concerns me as more reminiscent of the grandiose tomb Negramaro (Wait, wait, but that guy there is not that fucking bald Salento singing in falsetto? God how I hate him eheheh):
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