From Gent Strazimiri
‘Pane, amore e fantasia’ is a 1954 Italian neorealism film directed by Luigi Comencin.
The symbolic sequence of the film is very poignant, it makes you cry and laugh at the same time.
Vittorio De Sica in the role of the “marshal”, the commander of the village carabinieri, walks down the street and sees a ragged individual sitting at the foot of a wall in an alley of ruins, eating with relish a large, dry loaf of bread wrapped in newspaper. ..
“What are you doing there?”, he asks.
“I’m having lunch, marescià! Bread, cheese, crudo salami and some wine,” he replies.
“And where do you have the cheese, salami and wine?” De Sica continues to ask, surprised.
“I have them in mind, marescià”…
“Ahh…! Well then… good luck…”!
It is Italy after the war, which, amid the ruins, was trying to find the strength to rise again, and which consumed only love that is free and, a minimum consumption as much as dry bread…
Well-being was just a fantasy in his mind…
Virtual, we would call it today, in “modern” times…
If the satire of Italian neorealism has captured a psycho-social-economic moment of post-war Italy, in “modern” Albania this is a propaganda reality, not a “virtual” one at all…
Virtually, an Albanian does not need to get tired of going to counters to get the services he needs.
He can do everything from home, through e-Albania, like in Scandinavia…
If you didn’t believe it, watch the Top Channel news…
Virtually, with a “click”, there you can find birth, marriage and death certificates, tax obligations, etc., even in a “unified way through Web 2.0”, conceived with the “approach” that the citizen is at the center. …
Tv Klan says it quite clearly in the first 5 daily news reports…
Medicine in Albania is virtually free, like nowhere else in the world.
The Albanian state (virtually at all) pays several times more than any other state for the services that citizens receive virtually in hospitals, from sterilization to dialysis…
Report Tv explains in detail, as many times as the government needs…
In this country that really only eats dry bread, virtually, the economy grows year after year, and the construction of towers per capita of the population is compared only with Dubai…
Virtually, through polls, 67% are satisfied with the government and governance, even this is reflected in the elections, but 33% have left and 87% of those who remain have decided to leave…
Virtually, in this ragged country that eats dry bread on the corner of the street, democracy works like clockwork, “online” through parliamentary committees, without even the need for debate or opposition…
Virtually, in this country where everything is stolen openly, with warning, where virtually 7×7 always make 42, impunity has ended but the theft continues even more intensively…
Virtually, we also have diplomatic presences that also virtually “congratulate us on the achievements so far” that we have in mind, in fantasy, and on the road they wish us “ahhh… well then… good luck…” !
Virtually, in this country where everything other than dry bread is a luxury (including “love”), everyone only talks about “Big Brother” and “Per’puthen”, but no one admits to following…
If you ask him how he knows the latest developments down to the details, he will answer that he follows them sometimes, by chance and only for “study” purposes, to understand “has this society really fallen that low”…
However, one thing is certain, tangible and not at all virtual: on the day of their broadcast, Tirana is empty.
Everyone has occupied their corner of the street to enjoy their piece of “Big Brother” with appetite, having in their fantasy, in their minds, virtually, everything else that they should have in reality and that they take away from them every day, live, with warning…
Here the real and the virtual “kiss” and are fully enjoyed, so there is no longer even strength to react… and it is not a movie…
