Word: giorgio
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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BEHIND THE DOOR by Giorgio Bassani. 150 pages. Harcourt Brace Jovanovich...
National Right. Up until now, when voters were angry at whichever center-left coalition the Christian Democrats headed, they protested by turning further left and voting Communist. MSI Leader Giorgio Almirante, 57, has made his party so attractive that the neofascists are certain to capture large chunks of this protest vote, with results hard to predict...
...epitomized by Berger's own performances in Visconti's The Damned, and Bertollucci's The Conformist. While society is being corrupted outside the garden, the self-contained life-style perpetuated by the Finzi-Continis on the inside is rotting at the core. Raised as a bluestocking, Micol quips to Giorgio that she's writing her thesis on Emily Dickenson, "a dried-up spinster like me." Minutes later, in giving him a mock botany lesson, she points to a tree she imagines planted by Lucrezia Borgia. The connotations of that name reveal in her no dried-up spinster, but the malevolence...
Only a stronger force of evil can stay Micol's own process of corruption from within. "The Finzi-Continis are not like us," Giorgio's father pleads with him earlier, "they don't even seem Jewish. That's what attracted you to her; she's so superior." Crouched behind a desk in a classroom crowded with Jews awaiting deportation, Micol is both humbled to the same level of humanity as those around her, and bound up with the fate of her people to an ironically larger degree than farseeing Giorgio, who has escaped from Italy with his mother and sister...
...concentration camps listed in the song. But as the wandering glance draws closer to this stronghold of destruction, the barracks and chimneys behind the mesh fail to materialize. We are still in the garden, and inside the wire fence stretches the empty expanse of the deserted tenniscourts. Giorgio's father had earlier labelled the garden for the ghetto it was, but its jungle-like desolation now excludes all habitation except by the memories of those De Sica has brought to life and led to death. Like Micol's breasts seen through the wet veil of her drenched tennis shirt...