Back from hell: a report of my adventure in Venice
I arrived from Venice very late last night and I was so tired that I just had the strength to crawl into my bed, and that’s why my report arrives so late. Sorry! Here’s what happened in Venice on Sept, 8 2001:Venice:
Venice: Well, what to say? It’s unique, extraordinary! As Johnny said, it’s shocking. I arrived by train at 6 o’clock in the morning as it was clearing up. You have the impression that the train is floating on the sea and before you appears a skyline of colorful, medieval houses immersed in the water. It’s a vision you never forget. Every corner of the town is a jewel, you walk on through small streets and every few steps you find a wonderful bridge on an amazing channel shaded by ancient buildings, so beautiful it cannot be described. And the Venetians are so warm, kind and helpful. Really stunning!!
The Festival of Venice: If you love movies and cinema…forget it! It’s a circus, a horrible merry-go-round organized only for journalists, producers and politicians. The audience is completely ignored and kept apart. You imagine it’s a cultural event, a celebration of the cinema, and you have a very bad surprise! Ok, I won’t go into details because it would be boring, but really, if you like cinema, avoid the festivals!
The Premiere: When I arrived in Venice, I first went to the ticket office to buy the tickets for the Premiere. The poor dreamer!