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“MA STASERA CHE GUARDIAMO? – episodio 2 (film thriller)”

Eccoci arrivati al secondo appuntamento con la nostra rubrica da cinefili: i film thriller. Sicuramente uno dei genere più complessi da analizzare, così come da realizzare e apprezzare. Svariati sono i capisaldi a cui tutti si ispirano e con i quali si confrontano, innumerevoli sono i sottogeneri nei quali si suddividono e numerosi i tentativi… Continua a leggere “MA STASERA CHE GUARDIAMO? – episodio 2 (film thriller)”

Books and Other Pleasures

“To write is a dangerous job”

When the winter storm subsided at 4 in the morning, I was only a few pages away from the conclusion. <> I wondered. I remember collapsing with the book in my hands, having had troubled dreams and that when I woke-up I had decided never to read such books again.

I finished it the next night, and didn’t keep my promise, I read about it, thriller, noir, horror; but still today Anne Walkes remains one of the most chilling women who come to visit my nights from time to time.

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It’s Winter, full night, the sky has decided to come down in buckets while lightning and thunder are breaking down. A sudden drop in current almost makes me scream, I can barely keep from running into my parents’ bed as I did as a child. But it is certainly not the storm that terrifies me, it is the book that I am reading in one breath in the weak light of the lightshade in the grandparents’ house that creaks and rasps and already makes me anxious. I started the book a few hours earlier, but I can’t get away from it, despite the cold, the sleep, the anguish that is rising up page after page.

I had already read Stephen King’s novels, but usually given the eternal description of every detail, even the most useless, I never found myself anxious  Not even when I read IT, except in a couple…

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“Scrivere è un mestiere pericoloso!”

Ma, sarà che la persiana sbatte contro il vetro, i lampi illuminano quasi a giorno la stanza, le ombre disegnano sul muro scene di terrore, a me “Misery[1]” sta facendo morire di angoscia!!!
Riga dopo riga, mi sento sempre più dentro la storia, gemo, mi contorco, chiudo gli occhi e poi torno a leggere avidamente; sono tentata di interrompere ma ho paura degli incubi che potrei portarmi nel sonno.
E se sognassi Anne Wilkes[2] e tutte le torture che sta infliggendo al povero Paul Sheldon?
La trama non è poi così surreale come “The Dome”, “L’acchiappasogni” o “Carrie”. Niente alieni, bambole assassine o fenomeni sovrannaturali a mitigare le nostre ansie e consolarci con la chiara prospettiva del <>. No, qui i personaggi sono reali come noi! Veri, realistici. Niente magie vodoo, niente di extraterrestre.
Una fan psicopatica e uno scrittore stanco.

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È Inverno, piena notte, il cielo ha deciso di venire giù a secchiate mentre si scatenano fulmini e tuoni. Un improvviso calo di corrente mi fa quasi urlare, mi trattengo a stento dal correre nel lettone dei miei come facevo da bambina. Ma non è certo il temporale a terrorizzarmi, è il libro che sto leggendo tutto d’un fiato alla debole luce dell’abat-jour nella casa dei nonni che scricchiola e cigola e già di suo mette ansia. Il libro l’ho iniziato poche ore prima, ma non riesco a staccarmene, nonostante il freddo, il sonno, l’angoscia che pagina dopo pagina mi sta salendo.

Avevo già letto romanzi di Stephen King, ma solitamente data l’eterna descrizione di ogni dettaglio, anche il più inutile, l’ansia non mi era mai salita. Nemmeno con IT, se non in un paio di scene. Il pregio di King è anche il suo difetto a…

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“The Fitzek’s Therapy (with Chocolate)”

if you want a relaxing and sweet novel, you can stop reading this post, because Therapy is exactly the opposite, it is one of those books that insinuate themselves in the mind even during the day, and that start to show you strange things.
Maybe I loved it because of this (in)natural skill to make itself real despite the plot was going to complicate more and more towards the unreal.

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My friends and I for some years have got into the habit of making a “wish list” for the birthday and for Christmas, in order to be sure to make and receive only what we like, but above all to not collect spares.
In my 2016 list there was a book that I am very, very happy to have received: “Therapy” by Sebastian Fitzek.

I’m only asking for five minutes and then you can tell me to my face.’
‘Tell you what?’
‘Whether or not you’re interested in my case.’
‘I don’t have time for patients,’ he said weakly. ‘Please, just go.’
‘I will go, I promise, but I want you to hear my story. It’ll only take five minutes, and you won’t regret a single second.’[1]


I immediately felt attracted by the title, having always been interested in psycho-thrillers and having been in abstinence from the…

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“Who is the number 67?”

“Shutter Island”[1], by Dennis Lehane, edited in Italy with the ambiguous name of “The island of fear”, ambiguous because with this title, I would have expected a classic horror. Instead, it is a captivating psychological thriller, 345 pages of novel, set on Shutter Island as revelead by the title, a mysterious island reachable just by a ferryboat that doesn’t even have precise schedules. A former prison, now home to a criminal psychiatric sanatorium.

Actually, thinking about it, the island is quite frightening!

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Today,

 surrounded by an autumn storm, I’ve decidedto talk about a book that could be the symbol of the psychological thriller, a novel that holds on its toes, confuses, puts anxiety and fear such as “and if it happened to me?” but at the same time reassures for the remote era in which it is set, for the distance with the reality “it would never happen to me”.

You must probably know the movie that was made out of it, but I promise that reading the book, while  sitting on the armchair, is much worth I’m talking about “Shutter Island”[1], by Dennis Lehane, edited in Italy with the ambiguous name of “The island of fear”, ambiguous because with this title, I would have expected a classic horror. Instead, it is a captivating psychological thriller, 345 pages of novel, set on Shutter Island as revelead by the…

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“Down in the mind”

The novel’s title refers to the song “All around the town” that the protagonist feels come from a music box in his period of kidnapping, but also an ambiguous meaning because as we said, people who suffer from DDPM (Multiple Personality Disorder ) are not always aware of their actions and go “around the city” unconscious and lost.

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“Sarah Kinmount: <<What? >>
Justin Donnelly: <<There’s nothing to be afraid of. In fact, it’s quite remarkable. A child powerless against abuse often creates other personalities or alters to survive the trauma.>> [1]

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The phenomenon of multiple personality has always fascinated and frightened me, the idea that a person can “host” various and numerous individuality (from two to twelve doctors say), of which the main one is usuallyunaware of the others, it is disturbing and at the same time a great artistic resource.

By playwriter the idea of writing a character that has within it different personalities is tempting and for an actor would be an incredible challenge, play twelve roles in one, can you image?

giphy2But whereas for writers or poets it can be a creative inspiration, at the same time we must not forget that it is a serious disease!

The ways in which this mental activity…

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“A spasso nella psiche”

 

<<”Laurie perché hai paura?”.
Il piagnucolio si trasformò in un pianto soffocato, infantile, ma non ci fu alcuna risposta.
“Debbie sei tu?” riprese Justin “dimmi perché”>>[9]

Io adoro i thriller psicologici!!!! Ne sto leggendo alcuni in queste settimane e non vedo l’ora di parlarvene. Ma per ora vi riconsiglio questo 💖

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<<Poiché Sarah, la sorella maggiore, era a una festa di compleanno di amici coetanei, sarebbe stata Beth, una ragazza che a volte si occupava di lei la sera, ad accompagnarla in piscina. Ma Beth, non appena era arrivata a casa, si era attaccata al telefono.>>[1]

tumblr_mhwl9ni32b1rm0llio1_500Il fenomeno della personalità multipla[2]mi ha sempre affascinato e spaventato, l’idea che una persona possa “ospitare” diverse e numerose individualità (dalle due alle dodici dicono i medici), di cui la principale è solitamente ignara delle altre, è inquietante e allo stesso tempo una grandissima risorsa artistica.

Da drammaturgo l’idea di scrivere un personaggio che ha in sé diverse personalità è allettante e per un attore sarebbe una sfida incredibile, fare dodici ruoli in uno, ci pensate?

<<Istintivamente si guardò allo specchio e rimase sconvolta vedendo la propria immagine riflessa. Era pallidissima e aveva gli occhi cerchiati. Il suo viso era sempre…

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“The girlS on the train”

“it’s as if people can see the damage written all over me, can see it in my face, the way I hold myself, the way I move.” [1]

Unfortunately, I can’t go into hibernation and follow the advice of Green Day[2] to the letter, so you have to face it in the best way.

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tumblr_maol8eolpc1r7ou24o1_500Septemberis a strange month, it is the ninth of the calendar year, however, it is a month of beginning. The school starts in September, the work after the holidays starts again in September, the new projects, the diets, the sport, the exams, the medical visits, the tv series! Everything seems to have entered forcefully in this month of thirty days in which we say goodbye to the Summer and we must resign ourselves about the shortening of the days.

I never liked September.

It has always seemed a month – trick to me: it rains with the sun, you do not know how to dress, all the holiday destinations cost less but you do not have time to go there, it gives hopes and then it immediately takes them back.

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“Le ragazze del treno”

In questi giorni sto leggendo (ve ne dirò di più a breve) un libro di un’autrice che si è evidentemente ispirata a questo tipo di narrazione, e che continuo a trovare davvero coinvolgente!!

Pochi personaggi ma tutti narratori…. Intrigante.
Continuo a consigliarlo!!

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tumblr_maol8eolpc1r7ou24o1_500Settembreè un mese strano, è il nono dell’anno solare tuttavia è un mese di inizio.

La scuola inizia in Settembre, il lavoro dopo le ferie ricomincia a Settembre, i nuovi progetti, le diete, lo sport, gli esami, le visite mediche, le serie tv!

Tutto sembra essersi infilato a forza in questo mese di trenta giorni in cui si dice arrivederci all’Estate e ci si rassegna all’accorciarsi delle giornate.

Non mi è mai piaciuto Settembre.

Mi è sempre sembrato un mese-trabochetto: piove col sole, non si sa come vestirsi, tutte le mete vacanziere costano meno ma non si ha il tempo di andarci, dà speranze e poi se le riprende subito.

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<<I treni che sfrecciano mi ricordano in continuazione che io sono ferma qui, che non vado da nessuna parte.>>[1]

Purtroppo però non posso entrare in letargo e seguire il consiglio dei Green Day alla lettera[2], quindi…

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Books and Other Pleasures · English Version

“If on a Summer’s morning ‘He & She’…”

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giphy10<<It will be Summer — eventually.
Ladies — with parasols —
Sauntering Gentlemen — with Canes —
And little Girls — with Dolls —
Will tint the pallid landscape —
As ‘twere a bright Bouquet —
Thro’ drifted deep, in Parian —
The Village lies — today —
The Lilacs — bending many a year —
Will sway with purple load —
The Bees — will not despise the tune —
Their Forefathers — have hummed —
The Wild Rose — redden in the Bog —
The Aster — on the Hill
Her everlasting fashion — set —
And Covenant Gentians — frill —
Till Summer folds her miracle —
As Women — do — their Gown —
Of Priests — adjust the Symbols —
When Sacrament — is done >>
– Emily Dickinson –

Apparently, from accurate market research , inSummer the readers multiply compared to all…

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