Culture. Eat it
25 March 2017
The Young Pope and the tale of truth
There are so many things I could say about The Young Pope.
I could say that once that you have studied Propp you’re capable to understand 99% of all of the stories ever written, the most difficult one as well.
I colud say that the binoculars Gutierrez gives to Lenny before he speaks in public for the very first (and the very last one?) time is a sort of equipment which that so called “ Helper “ gives to the main charachter in order to make him see things clearly.
Now, at the and of his journey.
Now beacause he’s ready.
Now. After all this time, after all those years spent on thinking that truth could be found only passing through the pain, knowning all of the other’s secrets, escaping, hiding, saying no when the truth is just playing lost and found.
He has seen some parts of himself dying.
Like they were horcrux (the cangaroo, his bestfiend Dussolier, his mentor).
Now Lenny is dying too, slowly fading.
Like all the sensitive people in the world.
The truth… The truth is that we pass our lives trying to replace the irreplaceable.
Something we’ve lost.
Something which has gone away.
Someone who has left.
We pass a lifetime living the doubt, the pain.
Thinking that after all is fair: that anyone should be feeling the same, experimenting sadness and emptiness in order to be worthy.
Forgetting how to smile.
I could say all of this, though anything could compare to the letter he writes to his ex girlfriend.
His memory, what is left from his youthness.
Lost love, sacrificed love.
Now I could throw my tv away.
Community Manager with a passion for sociology, I've lived for six years between Padua and Milan. Once I wrote an odd theory on Mathematics, on a Mathematics task. I took zero and the professor told me that I had to find an outlet for my too much imagination, if I wanted to live in the real world. I bought a notepad and began to write to him everything that was going through my head, so love for writing was born, love for expression.