2003-11-30 - 12:35 p.m.
I wanted to see Cento
Passi yesterday. That movie is about Giuseppe Impastato, a relatively famous
Sicilian anti-mafia person and journalist .. who lived in Cinisi (Palermo) and
just at 100 steps from the home of Tano Badalamenti (a famous mafioso), thus
the name of the movie, it would letterally be one hundred steps in English.
But I didn't want to see it alone, so I saw instead Hackers, dubbed in Italian
.. (one very good example of very bad dubbing by the way). I guess it must have because of the thought of Cento
Passi that I had a very weird dream last night. I was close to Bagheria, with
the car, and just running around ... Argueing and running away from the brother
of Giovanni Falcone... he, or they, looked exactly like they looked years ago,
not any older. A very, very awkward thought after waking up and still being
shocked by the dream, "Hey, .. didn't he have a mac?". The same argueing
topics he used do have years ago. When will my memories let me free? I did not
want to see any Falcones any more, not even in my dreams. Or it may have been because of the Lingua
Siciliana or U Sicilianu
sicilian online newspaper sitse that I saw the other day. Or the Musica
Napoletana that I found, looking for a dvd copy of some of the greatest
movies of Totò (Antonio de Curtis
in civil), especially Totò Peppino e Malafemmina...
Well. Rethinking .. I think I will see Così è la Vita, a Christmas
blockbuster of a few years ago, a film that I would define as the Italy's O
Brother Where Art Thou. I don't want to have any more dreams that are bound
to any Sicilians in the near future. 
