"Are these actors masochists?" "If I chose them, they are." "Is sex about politics?" "There's nothing that isn't politics." "When your last film, Salo, will be released, will you scandalize again?" "I think to scandalize is a right, to be scandalized is a pleasure, and those who refuse to be scandalized are moralists." "the so called moralists." "Why aren't you a militant anymore?" "What do you mean?" "You are not a political militant anymore." "I am more than ever." "Are you nostalgic of the period in which people insulted you in the streets?" "They're still insulting me." "Does it provoke in you a certain pleasure?" "I don't deny it since I'm not a moralist." "What is the profession you prefer?" "Poet?" "Writer?" "Scenarist?" "Actor?" "Critic?" "Director?" "In my passport, I simply report: "writer"." "Dear Alberto" "I send you this so that you can give me advice." "It's a novel but it's not written like true novels are:" "its terminology is the one used in essays, in some newspaper articles, in reviews, in private letters or even in poetry." "This is the advice I ask from you:" "is what I've written enough, in order to decently and poetically say what I wanted to say?" "I'd like you to consider, before advising me that the protagonist of this novel is whoever he is and, analogies between his story and mine aside, he disgusts me." "This novel is of no use to my life anymore.." "It is not a proclamation." "It is the preamble to a testament the testimony of that little of knowledge that a man has gathered, a totally different knowledge from what he had expected it to be." "or wondered." "Love." "Go." "Good." "Good." "Come on.." "Yes..." "Ninni.." "Pieruti" "Mom." "You're back..." "We've been so far away one from another." "I'm getting up, mom." "Hi Pieruti." "Hi Graziella." "How did the trip go?" "It went well, thanks." "Listen Graziella... you have to read Sciascia's last novel, you can take it from my desk it's a really important book." "Thank you, I'll read it." "Carlo Levi called to say hi." "Yes." "La Stampa's editor would like you to call him back." "Ok." "Ah, I've copied your speech for the radicals' meeting and I've put it on your desk." "That's good, thanks." "Carlo was not the only powerful individual to adapt to such an official feast," "a destination for opportunists, for snobs, for background actors, for officials and bureaucrats with ladies." "And he wasn't the only one who had to make the best of a bad situation." "At the center, unmoved mover, was the Head of State.." "Even during the democracy process the "holy game of kings" kept being played, and the ritualistic life of royalty is still well spread among the bourgeoisie..." "Meanwhile all around Carlo, who just entered, there was pure chaos." "I've been attacked by certain journalists lately, journalists related to ENI" "So many disappointments." "That's why I had to do it my way." "I tell you, tell the Americans that the government has no intention whatsoever of taxing oil." "Sure, sure, sure." "Vincenzo Cazzaniga is highly esteemed in the very Vatican Bank." "The Agnellis get their money back through the Vatican Bank." "Sure." "To us Andreotti and honesty are the same thing." "Because if he says that those bombs in" "Milan are not our problem, it means that they're not." "Well then, we adapt we adapt to all this." "OK, that's right." "Narrative, as you well know, is dead." "We're mourning it." "Mine is not a tale, but a metaphor." "The meaning of this metaphor is the relationship between an artist and what he creates and shapes." "Narrative, as you well know, is dead." "We're mourning it." "Mine is not a tale, but a metaphor." "The meaning of this metaphor is the relationship between an artist and what he creates and shapes." "Andrea Fago, or the "eating man", took as usually the Alitalia DC9 flight, on a calm spring afternoon, a flight ought to land on Cape Town." " There you go." " Thanks.." "What's your name, miss?" "Caterina." "Caterina." "At what time we're done, Caterina?" "We land at 12." "And are you going to have lunch with someone?" "No." "May I invite you?" "Why not?" "Those would be some hours of quite and beautiful travel." "First of all Egypt, and its Nile," "and its green trees, and its palms and the cornfields, and the dark okra villages." "After that Sudan, and its never-ending southern desert, so wonderfully pink." "I would like to insist that this desert's pink is really something:" "but it's even more impressive its vastness." "It never ends and never changes, from Khartoum to Rudolph Lake." "what gives a feeling of terror to this desert though is the fact that it is not a desert, but a huge hollow country, forgotten by both God and man." "Well, this was the desert in which the Alitalia DC9 crashed." "All that I'm going to tell you was not displayed in this world's theatre but in my head's." "It took not place in the space of reality, but in the one of my imagination." "And eventually, it played out not according to the contradictory rules of the game of the existence, but it did according to the contradictory rules of the game of my reason." "Andrea Fago watched those men who where coming towards him." "Those ancient men he knew so well." "He contemplated them, no, he recognised them silent." "Then a smile, an amazing smile stretched his lips and enlightened his eyes." "That smile was enigmatic because it was so human, that it came from the mind." "the continuity between me and them, and back between them and me, breaks:" "I'm a shape whose knowledge is illusion." "There's the list of the interviews for Salim." "About the movie release," "Mr Agnelli wants to release it in Milan first." "He believes that we will have better odds with the censorship." "Let's hope he's right." "Some optimism..." "Would you like this?" "Let me try it." "Aunt Susanna, this was sent me by Gaetano" "Perusini, only for Pier Paolo." "Ah, from Rocca Bernarda." "Is there.." "Furio Colombo too?" "Yes." "It's for la Stampa, for their new literary section." "But they want to make it as soon as they can." "Ask him if he can come by this afternoon." "Now, Graziella, where have you been these last days?" "We've been to the pinewood in Castel Fusano." "A beautiful place." "Full of beautiful flowers." "And what about you?" "E' piaciuta Stoccolma Pieruti?" "Yes mommy, but I think we would never be able to live there, you and I..." "And what do you think about Montale's Nobel?" "I said at Stockholm that they should have given it to Sandro Penna, and not to Montale." "By the way how's Sandro doing?" "Did you see him lately?" "Sandro is poor and sick... now he's complaining since he isn't able to chew anymore." "I don't get why he doesn't want to use a denture... now he has this bad habit of calling on the phone here at night.." "And he talks, and talks, and talks.." "Last time, aunt Susanna put the phone on the table and she went back watching the TV..." "You should write down everything he says, instead." "He is a great poet." "It's Laura." "Here she is..." " Hi, Graziella!" " Hello Laura." "How do you do?" "Very well." "What about you?" "Welcome back Laura." "Handsome." "Good morning!" "Hello." "Susanna..." "How's it going?" "Well, well." "What about you?" "Get me a chair." "How was your travelling?" "Fine, fine." "What about yours?" "Zagabria... your Jancso pal tortured us for the whole movie we shot without a break these last two days, all day and all night." "It was madness, mom." "And did you manage to give him what he wanted?" "Of course." "In the beginning he tried to stop me from improvising but in the end..." "I've helped him shooting the orgy sequences..." "Ah socialist actresses such a wonder, eh..." "I adore them, they're real professionals!" "They put this hemorrhoids cream on their pussies to hide the wrinkles.." "I'll start putting it too." "But here... on the eye wrinkles, look!" "Since I don't have the money for expensive creams..." "Oh, so good!" "Are you hungry?" "No, but you can't imagine how much I missed the Italian food in Jugoslavia, because there the food is awful" "I don't know why communism and fine cuisine are always apart..." "Ah, I brought you something that..." "well..." "I hope you like." "Croatian Folkloristic Music." "Ah, thanks." "And I've brought something for the girls too..." "Thanks" "You're welcome." "And Susanna..." "Oh, you're so sweet." "We didn't have this one." "May I?" "Of course." "Some wine?" "Yes, I'd like some.." "Ah... you can put your jewels there." "Is it true Laura that you dubbed the Devil's voice?" "Yes, Graziella, I've worked under the Devil.." "The Hollywood cinema..." "Help somebody who served the Church, father." "Oh.." "Oh honey come here and let me show you how communists dance," "They dance, and they even dance well, look.." "Here you go, this way," "Take it..." "Graziella... you should use more make-up you're so pretty.." "Come on Graziella, dance with me some more..." "Here..." "Good evening." "Good evening." "Here." "Good evening." "Good evening, make yourself at home." "Thanks" "May I offer you some coffee?" "No thanks, water is just fine." "How do you do?" "Well." "Take a sit." "Let's get started right away..." "So..." "In what you have written, in your articles, you gave many versions of what you hate and therefore you have opened a fight against institutions, ideologies, powers, and against some people, now to make our conversation a little bit less complicated" "I'll call all of this "the situation", but it's clear that I'm referring to that scene you usually speak against." "But I want to make this consideration, let's put that you have a magical mind, you move your hand and everything disappears, everything you hate." "You are then alone, alone and with no means whatsoever, with no expressive means I mean." "Yes, I get it, oh, you're talking about a magical mind... which not only I'm looking for but which I also believe in, not because" "I think myself as a wizard, but because I know that by hitting the same nail even a house can collapse." "Those who made history were not the courtesans and the cardinals' assistants but those who were able to say "no"." "Refusal has always been an essential gesture and therefore to work it needs to be great, absolute, and absurd." "Common sense has never stopped the ." "Now, we have three points:" "what is "the situation"" "why we should stop it or even destroy it and how." "Good, now explain "the situation"." "You perfectly know that what you write, and your language have the effect of sunlight going through the dust." "That is a beautiful picture but it is hard to understand." "Thank you for the sun metaphor, but I want a lot less." "I just want that you notice this tragedy." "What is this tragedy?" "The tragedy is that there are no human beings anymore, there are only weird cars crashing one against the other." "And this tragedy started with that universal compulsory and perverse educational system that shapes all of us, from the manager class, down to the poor." "that pushes all of us inside the arena of having everything at any cost." "This is the reason why everyone wants the same things and why they behave all the same way." "So if I have in my hands an administration meeting or a financial maneuver, I use those." "Or I use a crowbar." "And when I decide to use a crowbar" "I make my violence to get what I want." "Why do I want it?" "Because they told me that it's a virtue to want it." "I exercise the right to my virtue." "I am a murderer, and I am a good person." "So people nowadays don't mind killing at all.." "That's where the scenery has changed, now there's the desire to kill and this desire binds us as sinister brothers of a sinister failure of an entire social system that produces gladiators who were all taught to have," "possess and destroy." "You see all of us as farmers with no school education, ignorant but happy." "I will spit it out for you," "I descend to Hell." "and I know many things that for now won't bother your rests." "But be careful." "Hell is coming up to you." "It's true, he wears many clothings and wears many masks." "All of us are victims and all of us are guilty." "But the desire, the need... for the crowbar, to assault, to kill, is strong and is in all of us." "And it won't exist much longer the private and risky experience of those people who... how can I put it.." "has touched a "violent life"." "But don't make a fool of yourselves." "You lot with your school your TV with the calm of your newspapers you are the great preservers of this horrible order an order based on the idea of possessing and on the idea of destroying." "Let me get back to the first question." "You magically wipe out everything, the compulsory school, the elected officials, the TV itself." "What do you have left?" "Everything." "I have everything left." "Myself, to be alive, to be alive in the world, to see, to work, to understand, my books" "My movies." "I would keep making cinema even if I were the last man on the Earth, maybe I'd keep making it because I need it because I like making it and I would make it." "Either I kill myself..." "or I make it!" "I, I... by making cinema by making it" "I somehow express myself." "And if this expression of mine gets alienated, who cares!" "In the meanwhile I've expressed myself as free as I could." "Now enough about myself" "I've just talked too much about myself, everybody know that" "I pay my experiences on my skin, maybe it's me who's wrong, but I'll keep telling you that we're all in danger." "Pasolini, if this is your vision of the world," "I don't know if you would accept the question, but how can you push back risk and danger?" "It got late it's better for us to stop here." "Maybe you could leave me these questions." "There are too many absolute arguments, leave me some time to think about those." "To write it's much easier to me than to talk." "I'll add some notes and I'll leave them to you in the morning." "Do you have headline?" ""We're all in danger?"." "Damn the fascists all to Hell!" " Good evening." " Good evening." "Good evening, Pierpa'." "Are you closing up?" "No, it's always opened for you," "Come in, Maestro." "How are you?" "Fine." "Where have you been?" "In Stockholm." "Ah, and what's there to see?" "They translated my "Le ceneri Di Gramsci"." "Ah well done!" "Have you felt the tension in the streets?" "Two boys have been killed right around the corner." "One of them was a 16 years old fascist." "And to have justice they killed someone who had nothing to do with it." "Rome it's done for, my friend." "You should leave it and go live in another country." "And what should I do in another country?" "I can only cook spaghetti." "You can't even imagine how many would die to eat your food in France or in Germany." "No shit... with the disgusting food they have!" "Pierpa' tonight I made your stake with a little bit of salad on the side." "Good... but" "I'll be waiting for Ninetto." "No problem." "Dear Eduardo" "I'll write down, at last, the movie I've been talking to you about for so many years." "Oh you don't have time to go to sleep in the evening that is already 9 o'clock in the morning!" "Epifénio!" "I'll entrust Epifanio to you entirely:" "because I feel like it, because I want to." "Come here!" "Let's make it this way." "Epifanio it's you." "It's the "you" from the dream, apparently idealized, but actually real." "Carolina, you know that coffee makes you nervous!" "I hope, with all my heart, that you will like the movie, and that you will accept to do it: but overall" "I hope that you'll help me and give me the strength to face such a burden." "You're drinking it right on my face!" "?" "Look, let's do something nice." "Now I go and grab something to eat, then I come back, and we make a good coffee, and we share it." "a little bit for you and a little bit for me." "Alright?" "Hurry up though!" "Fine!" "Move it Epifé!" "Nunzio!" "Kid!" "I've just hired you and I've to fire you already?" "Come on!" "C'mon!" "Up!" "On your feet!" "Move it Epifé!" "Don't worry, Carolina!" "Everything is fine!" "Yeah, everything is fine..." "I'm grabbing something to eat!" "Move it!" "On my way!" "Can we have some coffee?" "No, let's go and buy something." "I want my coffee!" "The Messiah is born!" "The Messiah is born!" "Sorry, I'm just..." "Ok, no problem" "Epifanio, the Messiah is born!" "They all said it at the market!" "The Messiah is born!" "The Messiah is born!" "Who told you?" "What do you mean by "who told me"?" "Everybody did!" "The Messiah is born!" "The Messiah is born!" "But you believe to everything they tell you!" "Who knows what you've understood" "That time I asked you for some trouts, you came back with anchovies!" "Oh well..." "I'm going to take a dump!" "The Comet!" "The Messiah is born!" "The Messiah is born!" "The Messiah is born!" "Epifanio!" "Where are you going?" "I'm going to look for the Messiah!" "Dang it!" "Who the hell is gonna make me some coffee now?" "Here!" "Here!" "Hey." "How are you, Aldo?" "I'm fine, thanks." "Hello." "Ohé, hi!" "Go to Paolo." "Here you are." "You're so beautiful." "Aldo, what are we going to eat?" "Well, tonight I'd have an exquisite pheasant that I hunted myself... if the lady doesn't mind though, right?" "Yes, yes, it's alright, and something for the baby." "Right away!" "Some wine?" "Yes, yes, wine is fine." "Adriano." "So?" "You're so beautiful." "Sweet child, Chicchetto!" "He's always hungry." "He's always eating." "Want some wine?" "Yes." "Good evening." "Good evening." "Hello." "Look at how he smiles." "How much he smiles." "So?" "Eh?" "What happened to dad?" "There you have the comet!" "The Messiah will be born!" "Let's go!" "Let's go!" "Good morning." "Good morning, how are you?" "Good, what about you?" "May I see your papers?" "What a fine piece of ass has that one!" "Are you foreigners?" "Yes." "You can tell." "Good way back." "Thank you, have a good day." "Morning, how are you?" "Fine?" "Fine!" "May I see your papers?" "Sure thing." "Here you go." "Show him the paper, c'mon." "You look smart..." "You're foreigners, aren't you?" "Yes." "May I ask you a question?" "Do you prefer men or women?" "What kind of question is that?" "We like women, right?" "Oh!" "You have already got used to it, haven't you?" "No problem." "May I give you an advice?" "You'd better go to the bourgeois restaurant, in the city center you will feel more comfortable." "Enjoy the city." " Have a good day." " Thanks." "Romano!" "Eh?" "I got you!" "Him too?" "No, he stays a little bit here and there." "Are you sure you're not even a little..." "Eh?" "No?" "A little what?" "But why are you here?" "I'm here for the money, though." "You're lucky, you know you're lucky." "Ah really?" "Not only this is the most leisured city in the world." "This is the town of lesbians and gays." "And today, my friend, you're lucky!" "Because we have a great event!" "Do you want to come?" "How much does it cost?" "It's free for you!" "C'mon, trust me!" "C'mon!" "Good evening." "Good evening." "And what should this place be?" "This is the Fertility Festival" "Ah.." "It's an important thing for this city." "You must understand that here at Sodoma, gays make out with gays and lesbians make out with lesbians, all year along." "But on a special day, that is today, they gather, have sex and make babies." "After that, lesbians go back to be lesbians and gays go back to be..." "Gays go back to be..." "Gays" "Wait a moment, before opening the door... shouldn't we knock?" "So that we don't disturb..." "What are you talking about?" "This is the city of tolerance!" "Dick, dick, fuck you!" "Cunt, cunt, fuck you!" "Dick, dick, fuck you!" "Cunt, cunt, fuck you!" "Dick, dick, fuck you!" "Cunt, cunt, fuck you!" "Dick, dick, fuck you!" "Dick, dick, fuck you!" "Cunt, cunt, fuck you!" "Dick, dick, fuck you!" "Cunt, cunt, fuck you!" "Dick, dick, fuck you!" "Cunt, cunt, fuck you!" "Dick, dick, fuck you!" "Cunt, cunt, fuck you!" "Dick, dick, fuck you!" "Dick, dick, fuck you!" "Cunt, cunt, fuck you!" "Dick, dick, fuck you!" "Cunt, cunt, fuck you!" "Dick, dick, fuck you!" "Cunt, cunt, fuck you!" "Dick, dick, fuck you!" "Cunt, cunt, fuck you!" "Dick, dick, fuck you!" "Cunt, cunt, fuck you!" "It's moving." "Oh yes!" "It's moving!" "We must go!" "Let's go!" "Let's go, c'mon!" "Epifanio's soul departs from his body now that he's dead" "Nunzio a fiche waits for him and we finally understand that he's actually an angel." "Epifanio is really happy about it and Nunzio tells him:" "Let's go to Heaven." "So they start walking and they go up to the sky leaving planet Earth behind them," "The two of them go far, far, far away up... but they never reach Heaven." "Epifanio asks "Where's Heaven"?" "Nunzio replies: "There it is, up there." "so they go up and up and up again but they don't reach Heaven until they're too tired and they stop." "Heaven doesn't exist." "Epifanio takes a piss, then he turns around, and glances at planet Earth." "You can hear from there far noises, music, voices, poor people's songs, fashionable songs, revolutionary songs." "So Epifanio give a look at the planet and says "At last" "I'm glad I've followed the star, because thanks to it I had the chance to get to know better this planet I love so much..." "So he turns to Nunzio and asks" ""Now what?" and Nunzio replies:" ""There's no such a thing as the end." "Let's wait, something has to happen..." "I want to shoot this movie as soon as I can." "I'm going..." "Bye." "Goodnight." "Jack Palance, can I drive it?" "You don't even have the license for it." "Were have ya been?" "Far away." "Come." "That's beautiful." "Did you steal it?" "No, a friend of mine gave it to me, he bought it in America." "How's it going tonight?" "I can't complain." "Are you hungry?" "Sure!" " Good evening professor." " Good evening." "Ah thanks." "Giuseppina, the professor is here." "Good evening, Professor." "Good evening." "Evening." "What would you like to eat?" "What would you like?" "He will have some spaghetti and some chicken breast.." "And as for me..." "I've already eaten." "What can I take you to drink?" "A beer for me." "Nothing for me, thanks." "And now..." "Are you working?" "I work at the body shop, now and then." "Really?" "Do you like it?" "Well...it's a pain in the ass, scratching' all day." "You're welcome." "But..." "Do you like cars?" "Sure." "What about mine?" "A bit, yes." "I can let you drive it." "I already have one but the start engine is broken, and I'm broke." "Do you have a girlfriend?" "Yes." "What do you do with her?" "Do you like going dancing?" "Sure, she likes going going dancing" "I do too." "But it's too expensive." "You don't need money to dance." "You always need money." "But it's not like... you get in trouble, is it?" "What do you mean?" "With... the police." "Fuck the police they're fuckheads." "Last time they arrested me because of some bullshit" "Enjoy" "It's good, isn't it?" "Good evening." "See you soon, professor." "Why don't we go to the seaside?" "Yes but how long does it take?" "I've got things to do." "Don't worry, it's totally worth it." "Aha!" "What the fuck are you doing?" "Look at that sexy car, faggot, it's yours?" "What the fuck do these two faggots think they're doing showing their asses?" "What do you think?" "Let me tell you what these two faggots are doing." "Take out the money, cunt." "Go to the car!" "Get this faggot up..." "You fucker..." "Get him up..." "You suck so much," "Imma break your dick, fucker..." "You cocksucker!" "..." "Get this shithead up." "You faggot..." "You fuckhead..." "You cocksucker!" "I'm breaking it..." "You really are a faggot..." "You cunt!" "I don't get it..." "He was here." "I'm sure, he was here." "What?" "Heaven?" "Listen, I can't take it anymore!" "Just like all comets, even this comet I've followed was bullshit." "Ma senza non Fosse stata ska strunzata," "Earth, I would have never known you.." "But... what now?" "What now, nothin." "There's no such a thing as the end." "Let's wait." "Something has to happen." "I can't take it, I just can't tell her that they killed her another son." "Let me tell her."