L'amica geniale (My Brilliant Friend) (2018)
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This is not mine but I had to bring this over from Twitter, it was too good not to share.
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[Image description: Capture from TikTok showing Lila and Elena's faces from My Brilliant Friend. It's one of the promo pictures of season 3: Lila is leaning towards Lenù as if to smell her hair or face (?), while Lenù is looking defiantly at the camera. User Jonathan Heart asks: "Are they lovers?". User secret brittany, the creator, answers: "Worse".]
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we may not know who Elena Ferrante is
but we can guess that she went through it with leftist fuckboys and is now seeking revenge
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― Elena Ferrante, The Story of the Lost Child
[text ID: Unlike stories, real life, when it has passed, inclines toward obscurity, not clarity.]
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Nino Sarratore telling Lila “I’ve loved you since we were children” as a ploy to seduce her to satisfy his own fickle desire, only to abandon her after 23 days vs Enzo Scanno saying the same thing expecting nothing in return and only to show Lila that in him is somebody she can trust to do right by her *chefs kiss*
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Let's recap the last few chapters of My Brilliant Friend, shall we?
Elena "Lenù" Greco, our narrator, in succession:
Tiptoes up to articulating that she's sexually attracted to her best friend Raffaella "Lila" Cerullo, then does a classic Sorawo Othersidepicnic Pivot away from it ante litteram and refocuses away from her own feelings in favor being mad about Stefano, Lila's (as far as she knows) wonderful groom-to-be, getting to come inside her (Lila).
Helps Lila dress for her wedding.
Goes to the wedding.
Makes an active choice to ignore a real class conflict happening in real time IN THE SAME ROOM AS HER in favor of listening to some guy bloviate about his trick of writing magazine articles about class conflict by regurgitating other articles and ISTAT papers.
(There's apparently serious controversy among meridionalists about whether Ferrante is sufficiently critical of her namesake protagonist's attitude on this. I'm keeping an open mind; I think how angry I am at Lenù right now is intentional on Ferrante's part, but we'll see how things evolve from here.)
Lenù's family:
Yells at her for having a boyfriend who's a mechanic (Lenù's family is of the exact same social status as her boyfriend's), reinforcing her relationship with her new best friend Internalized Classism and her other new best friend Cultural Cringe.
Stefano Carracci, Lila's bridegroom:
Buys a pair of shoes that she's spent the better part of two hundred pages making as proof of concept for expanding her family's shoe repair business into a designer shoe factory, then doesn't wear them.
Abruptly switches out the proposed wedding MC, a well-liked out-of-town relative, for the local neofascist crime lord, because he wants his money for the shoe factory.
Promises Lila that he will not invite the neofascist crime lord's son Marcello, a self-pitying date rapist who stalked Lila for months and is Lila's least favorite person on the planet, to the wedding.
Organizes the wedding reception in such a way that his (richer) side of the guest list gets served in noticeably prompter and more respectful ways than hers, instigating the argument that Lenù then chooses to ignore.
Invites Marcello to the wedding after giving him the shoes.
Fuck all of these people. Solo Lila Cerullo sempre nel mio cuore. Great book and I'll definitely be continuing the series.
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— Elena Ferrante, tr. by Ann Goldstein, from "My Brilliant Friend" (L'Amica Geniale)
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'e vvote ce cercamme pe' ssempe
E ce perdimme dint' 'a nniente
'E vvote ce cercamme pe' ssempe
E ce perdimme rint' 'a nniente
A' ciorta gira comme o' viento
E nun ce lasse maje sta quiete
Comme me ne jesse aret' - 'o sciore e 'o viento, foja
Sometimes we spend an eternity looking for each other
and we lose each other in no time
Fortune turns like the wind
and it never leaves us be
How I would like to go back! https://lyricstranslate.com
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― Elena Ferrante, The Story of the Lost Child
[text ID: In what disorder we lived, how many fragments of ourselves were scattered, as if to live were to explode into splinters.]
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