by Alessandro Nardone Those who know him deeply know: every time you are in front of him, Rocky Balboa takes you and carries you with him, to face not a boxer in the ring, but …
Leggi tutto "Creed, Rocky and the bell that for Stallone has not yet rung"
by Alessandro Nardone No getting around it: the policy, this policy – as stated caustic Rino Formica – “is blood and shit”; if you adapt you’re part of the game, otherwise you’re out. Who would …
Leggi tutto "The power of House of Cards"
by Alessandro Nardone To get up before we have fallen. To be born again, a part of us must be dead. To rebuild, someone or something (maybe even ourselves) must be reduced to rubble what …
Leggi tutto "Fall, get up and stop complaining"
by Alessandro Nardone Last night I wrote to a distant friend. Mind you, in this case the concept of the mean distance in its metaphysical sense, that is human, the opposite of what should be …
Leggi tutto "True friendship and the sham"
by Alessandro Nardone Five minutes. May be nothing or may revolutionize everything. I was thinking this the other day, looking at one spot viral on Youtube: think about it, how many times you happen to …
Leggi tutto "Five minutes"
