Disclaimer, big, huge disclaimer: Scent of a Woman is an average remake of
a great Italian movie (Profumo di Donna)
taken from a wonderful novel by Giovanni Arpino, an often overlooked writer from
my little town in Northern Italy.
The book is an incredibly touching portrayal of
the loneliness of its blind protagonist. At first I struggled to feel sympathy
for him, probably because he is a soldier, and that is something that is really
prominent in the first half of the novel. Yet, with every stop of the train
that he is taking from Turin to Naples, I grew to like him more and more. By
the end of the book, Fausto is just a normal man, with his huge insecurities and
his understandable unhappiness.
Why more people don’t read Arpino is beyond me.
But then again, why more people don’t read is, in the first place, beyond me...
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