however, just so the hero (and audience) can walk away with a clean conscience, in the parallel story, the hero's daughter survives. and so, like magic, you have a happy ending. morally despicable, yes. like a cheaply bought absolution for a medieval murder, it wreaks of a fundamental decadence of the soul. Angela Finocchiaro è Ada; medico di rianimazione, collega e amica di Timoteo. È lei che avverte l'amico dell'arrivo in ospedale della figlia ed è lei che lo tiene informato sull'operazione in corso. È sposata con Alfredo.

But time does heal this wound to their marriage, as Timoteo prays that time will heal his daughter. And the passion of yesteryear perhaps is the more glorious because, like a portrait, it does not age. And perhaps there is some solace in knowing that the love that one finds in a wife and a life's companion is different than that found in a fiery mania of long ago, but taken in total, no less deeply felt. All of this would be ok (sort of) were not it for the fakey nature of the whole book. The protagonist is a doctor, but I never believed for a second that he was an actual doctor. Perhaps it's because I recently read Ian McEwan's excellent Saturday. In that book, the doctor protagonist throws around all kinds of medical terminology, but he actually sounds and thinks like I imagine a doctor would. The doctor in this book, on the other hand, says things like, "She's going to die, isn't she? We both know it. Her head is flooded," and, "I don't remember anything about the brain. I wouldn't be any help to you..." Are you kidding me? In other places, it's an odd mix of tossed off medical terms and Kindergardener doctor-speak. "Your pupils are anisocoric. The right one is completely dilated; the intracranial trauma is in that hemisphere. You need immediate surgery so your brain can breathe." Respected in his profession, married to a beautiful, cultured and understanding wife (Claudia Gerini, currently getting stateside exposure as Pontius Pilate's compassionate wife in The Passion Of The Christ), Timoteo is prey to dark dissatisfactions and wild urges which come to a head one hot summer's day when his car breaks down in a godforsaken, half-built outer suburb of Rome as he is driving down to his seaside house.In Australia we are fortunate to have 3 or 4 festivals each year showcasing the latest films from France, Germany, Greece and Italy. "Don't look Now" is screening as part of the Italian one Non mi pongo nemmeno troppe domande, non leggo niente (come, invece, ho imparato a fare) e vai con l'acquisto! grāmata ir līdz mielēm godīga, domās tēva uzrakstīta vēstule meitai, kura smagi cietusi satiksmes negadījumā un atrodas operāciju zālē, cīnoties starp dzīvību un nāvi. Tēvs gaida un atskatās uz savu dzīvi, bez ilūziju filtra ieraugot visu skaisto un neglīto, kas tajā bijis. Well, I don't. I can't. I can hardly breathe. And I'm not the only one in the small screening room where we are invited for a preview of Sergio Castellitto's movie, DON'T MOVE, some weeks before its official premiere in London.

Sergio Castellitto is quite well known here, perhaps mainly for his lead role in "Mostly Martha" where he shone. He brings a great presence to the screen although his character here is darker than the outgoing Italian chef in Martha. Some people seems to think the guy who plays the doctor does a great job. Well, I found it quite strange how he heard the news of his daughter's accident with a face emitting pure indifference and yet later on burst out in tears. in short: truly a wretched film: dishonest, ambtious, pretentious, pseudo-intellectual. i suppose if you're a lapsed catholic with vague leftist leanings and no real intellectutal or moral spine--and suffering a life long existential crisis-- it might appeal.Narratives associated to the Italian sentimental novel typically present quite discomforting themes: parental neglect, loveless relationships, addiction, rape, and the struggle for emancipation from obsolete but still pervasive regimes of power productive of an episteme of sentimental relations very hard to destabilize. Considered together, these works are indeed ‘sentimental,’ as far as they are concerned with the description and workings of human feelings, they are not, however, mawkish or superficial, as they investigate such feelings with courage and analytical precision. Lo stile è semplicissimo nella sintassi, tante coordinate, periodi brevissimi arricchiti da più complementi oggetto separati da virgola, e senza troppe regole, (si tratta di un lungo racconto, ma a volte le varie scene sono scritte al presente, a volte al passato, senza che riuscissi a capirne la logica). Ci sono tanti esempi di indicativo, nonostante il verbo di opinione richieda di solito il congiuntivo (non usarlo indica arroganza in chi parla), che a volte mi hanno fatto rabbrividire e che in un tema scolastico di italiano sarebbero senza dubbio considerati errori: “Non so di cosa deve aver paura”, ad esempio, anche se in questo caso specifico potrebbe avere un senso. Popham, Peter. “Don’t Move by Margaret Mazzantini Trans John Cullen – A Knife in the Heart of Italy.” The Independent, 21 July 2013.