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INVERNO (the winter) was inspired at the beginning by a tipical horror-movies’ visual standard: the blood which flows red over the withe snow. Imagine a frozen huge lanscape with no horizon to see, ice micro-crystals dancing in the wild wind. Nothing to see, nothing to listen, nothing to smell. The breath stands still while you are frozing. Then, a miracle: something red, hot and good-scenting, gives the white an excting nuance. The idea of Life itself spreads via the instinct to hunt and predate: the miracle of Life awakens because the urge of assassination. Life is waiting mechanism (you can say also: frozen). A mechanism which is waiting to be triggered to devour and assimilate. You can imagine the hunter the way “Dod Sno” (2009,T. Wirkola) depicts him (them: they are an hord of nazi-zombies), maybe he is the lonely psicho-killer we’ve seen in “Fritt Vilt” (2006,R.Uthaug). Even if my main reference, the one which best depicts the cosmic horror located by H.P.Lovecraft’s “At The Mountains Of Madness” (published 1936) in the arctic deserted lands, that movie is “The thing” (1982, J. Carpenter). This movie depicts at its best this idea: the prey is the mirroring principle to the predator who shapes himself according to his prey’s features.
lyrics
nere carcasse di rami contorti
e spine aguzze graffiano
nel bianco immane che acceca
il respiro del cielo
nere carcasse di rami contorti
spine aguzze graffiano nel bianco
nel bianco immane che acceca
il respiro del cielo sferza la pelle
polvere di ghiaccio negli occhi sottili
nel vento una promessa vaga
scuote
scuote il mio ventre
l'odore del sangue nell’aria
il colore del sangue sulla neve
poche gocce rosse e vive
non sono solo in questo Gelo
un passo dopo l’altro
in questo mondo senza orizzonte
io ho una direzione: io ti troverò
io ho una direzione: io ti troverò
ai liquidi confini di questo immane bianco mi hai condotto
e vedo la danza del sole sull’acqua
è il mondo che si frantuma e si spezza
si perde in frammenti lontani
ma tu rimarrai con me
tu rimarrai con me: le tue carni sono mie
il calore del sangue che scioglie la neve
il vapore nell’aria
il dolce sapore
sulle mie labbra
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