delicious and useful review of Geoffrey ferragostana Fofi drive, with advice and overall interpretation of the Risorgimento. It is also useful to stimulate the connections between history (sociology) and literature.
The history of Italy unit is about to touch the 150 years of age, and they prepare ambiguous celebrations go hand in hand with fierce denigration. Today these are not, as in the past, the nostalgia of the Bourbons, but by the traditionalist Lombard-Venetian, not at all nostalgic for Franz Joseph but do not want to have more to do with "thieving Rome" and you dream alone, with many rich and slaves. In summer it is good use to read books that have not been able to read this year, because they are too heavy or because it was lost in the daily struggles. And if you read the most trendy romanzoni full of love exotic or frightening crimes, the less noble enterprise dedicated to recovery: the classics with which re-discuss or compare for the first time, to essays that demand a lot of attention, but preferably the former, because the rest is rest. Do not miss this rule, I am fine there.
Which is it the classic that I wanted to read or reread for the first time this August in semi-working? From fast and voracious reader, I am not just one, and if I wanted to enjoy that one did not know (The Old Curiosity Shop, Dickens, Bur edition of which has a wonderful foreword by Giorgio Manganelli, writer and unforgettable of great sharpness but also a rare thing, a great human sympathy) and I found unexpected quality of indirect or direct ancestor of the work Terry Gilliam and even Fellini, for the rest of the suggestions I have given "unit", and I wanted to review some basic Italian novels over the years of our country's history, before and after the Risorgimento. Not The Viceroy (Roberto De) and the old and young (Pirandello, less well known, and it is a shame because it explains perfectly the fall of the illusions of the post unity and mud in our country's history was quickly covered by an obscene leadership now even worse), because I know them very well, not the tales of Rod and those of De Amicis, but two novels, of very different value, which tells how it came to the Unity: One Hundred Years of Rovani (the years that be in Milan from 1750 to 1850: instructive and lively, but essentially minor), and especially the Confessions of an Italian Ippolito Nievo and touching beauty and thrilling love for an Italy to be built. Nievo died at sea in three decades just after attending out figures, and remains one of the most lovable, most eternally young in our literary history and civic life. His confessions are key to understanding why a book written from within an experience and guided by love, even an ideal (unfashionable word alas, in these bad years).
But coming closer to our year, I read three novels on the Risorgimento seen from the South, however, instructive for all, one of which, The Leopard (1958) by Tomasi di Lampedusa have never been enthusiastic, not least because in the years when I lived in Sicily came out and saw up close the living conditions of the feudal lords of the principles such as Tomasi. Of which, of course, he and his lovely wife did not know almost everything that he thought his keepers factors and to exploit them. I never liked the movie even the nobleman Visconti, though admirable for his paintings of the environment and the choreography as it was the novel in his description of fatalistic surrender to the "laws" of history.
The real novel of the Risorgimento in the South has always been for me Ms. Ava (1942) by Francesco Jovine, a forgotten masterpiece of our literature that says, simply, as the peasants lived for many things also applies to the Centre and North, so that everywhere along the long boots, peasants and proletarians were kept away from participation in the story, they were subject and sometimes victims). Since few people have read (Einaudi published it, the reissue Donzelli), try not to lose it, trust me! I'm re-reading the third novel in this day and is definitely "Bourbon: The legacy of the Prioress (1963) by Charles Alianello, best-selling forgotten (it was the Press, the publisher has reprinted a glorious Venosa, Osanna), but has much to teach, says the impetus with which the ferocity of the war between the Piedmontese army and bandits, the Northerners now ... What you learn is that in the Risorgimento good and the bad are equally divided the country, that there was a revolution, and that novels are often more of the essays in history, to understand where we come from.
August 15, 2010
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