June 4 and 5
As can clearly be seen in this slightly desolate blog of The Inadequate, things happen faster than they are told. Davide Savorani came June 4, and since then, as you see in the picture, has been working in the space of the Spanish Pavilion, in a low profile, silent and efficient manner. The same day Piergiorgio Giacchè was the protagonist of a two hour conversation around Carmelo Bene, full of anecdotes and humor: on theater, audiences, critics (Carmelo Bene famously never allowed critics who reviewed him negatively to enter again one of his plays- food for thought, I thought!), politics, Pasolini, and everything in general. Carmelo Bene never addressed the audience, he never played “horizontal”, but always “vertical”, direction heaven, not in vain he wrote a whole play about a flying priest. For Bene, the most interesting characteristic of St. Joseph, the flying priest, was his imbecility—he quips that Joseph was so stupid he didn’t even know the law of gravity- St Joseph he could not close his mouth, and thought escaped through it. Thought, according to Carmelo Bene, is what stops us from flying.
We have no picture of the conversation with Giacchè, so this one belong to Davide Savorani. The day after, June 4, Walter Siti came to converse on exclusion and Pier Paolo Pasolini, together with Barbara Casavecchia, Eva Fabbris, Vincenzo Latronico and myself. Again a two hour long conversation full of anecdotes and brilliancy. No translation (Italian) no amplification (get close to the speaker) and no recording (you had to be there or someone has to tell you about it). Walter Siti had a very specific view on Pasolini, a de-mystifying one, a petit bourgeois who needed to disappear in a different dimension at night to certify he was alive. Two great sentences by Pasolini: “Bourgeoisie is not a social class, is a disease, and I regularly try to cure myself from it” – translated from the Italian by me, hope is accurate- and: “I love reality, but I hate truth”.
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