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There is a story that is slowly being forgotten or talked about less and less, and it concerns a famous, a very famous person of the Italian star system and beyond: Vittorio Sgarbi, art critic, TV pundit, politician, essayist, intellectual, […]

Daughters of all of us. This the cry, this the slogan, this the writing that from the Misilmeri Church ended up in the Palermo stadium, on the pink jerseys of the players. Sara Campanella was barbarically murdered on the street

We don’t know who our children are. It is a kind of collective cry bouncing from headlines to talk shows and the web in the public debate in Italy and beyond. The shock comes from watching a series that is

In Ventotene, Romans or Latians living in the southern part of the region generally go there for sunbathing or a rejuvenating boat trip. After perhaps passing through the more glamorous neighboring island of Ponza. And perhaps American friends, or specifically

The sophisticated book La Signora Italiana (Castelvecchi Editions) is dedicated to the women of Italy. They embody the charm, style, and beauty that have always distinguished Italy, the timeless capital of fashion, design, and art. This is a book that

Between peace and like there is only a phoneme, a phoneme that creates a relationship of musical, almost playful alliteration, but at the same time digs up abysmal political and cultural differences. I have heard it and I have read

It is an American story, certainly. But it is also a story, humanly and dis-humanly, universal. Italy’s largest newspaper, Corriere della Sera, has for days been devoting entire pages to the death in solitude, extreme loneliness, of one of Hollywood’s

Reality or political realism or better yet real politik? Certainly, real politik was once nocturnal, submerged, elusive by the light of public discourse. Today it makes use of new communication technologies to reach as many audiences as possible in the

All happy families are alike; each unhappy family, on the other hand, is unhappy in its own way. It is the famous incipit of Tolstoy’s Anna Karenina, and we journalists abuse it whenever possible. Also to talk about the German

The word of the week is definitely at least for now MEGA, which we will then translate now into its meaning, because acronyms always have to be translated: because I think so in Italian it can be the first part