I wanted to post a piece taken from the beginning that I had read Pasolini of a film projector at a film festival in Naples ... the movie in question and razors (which is actually the revival of a play, not a movie) starring, among others, Toni Servillo.
here is the piece in question:
"I [Pasolini] I know this: that the Neapolitans are now a large tribe, who instead of living in the desert or in the savanna, as the Tuareg or Boja, lives in the belly of a large seaside town.
This tribe has decided - as such, without answering their possible mutations forced - to become extinct, rejecting the new power, that is what we call history, modern or otherwise. The same thing the Tuareg in the desert or in the savanna Boja (or are even, For centuries, Gypsies): a refusal, which arose from the heart of the community (also known suicide collective herds of animals), a fatal denial against whom there is nothing to be done. It gives a deep melancholy, as all the tragedies that take place slowly, because this denial, this denial of history, is right, is sacrosanct.
The old tribe of the Neapolitans, in its alleys, its squares in black and pink, goes on as if nothing had happened, to make his gestures, to launch his exclamations, to write in his outburst, to make their own guappesche bullying, to serve, to command, complaining, laughing, shouting, tease, meanwhile, imposed and transfers to other areas (such as Trajan's ward) or the spread of a certain fraction of well-being (it was fatal! ), this tribe is becoming another. Until the true Neapolitan there will be, there will be, when there will be more, others will (will not be processed Neapolitans). The Neapolitans have decided to become extinct, until the last remaining Neapolitan, that is unique, irreducible and incorruptible ".
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