“90% of the apartments in Viale Rossini, up to Piazza Ungheria, have been massacred. By that term I mean: crushed, chewed and spat out, as if the furniture, decoration, linens, dogs, cats and canaries had ended up in a big garbage collection truck. (…) In Via Giacomo Carissimi, the beautiful house and its Renaissance-inspired loggia had literally been torn to pieces. A sick spirit had grabbed the owner and hung him vertically - like a frozen flag - from the only two walls of the building still standing. "
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These two paragraphs - the first and the third - of the short final sequence of Aurelio Picca's book are like a digest, a precipitate of the violence that inhabits his entire book.
A precipitate which recalls the excesses - excesses which make it the strength and the unhealthy beauty - of the last film of Pasolini,
Salo or the 120 days of Sodom
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Intermediate zone
Aurelio Picca (born in 1960), known in Italy as a novelist and poet, had
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