Achille Campanile is one of my favorite authors since our first "meeting", when, around 14 years to cheer up a week of fever, my mother gave me "In Campaign another thing. "
For those unfamiliar with this author, this is the largest Italian humorist of the twentieth century. I can already feel fine serious people who mumble (I've already been) Ah, humor, trinkets from Zelig, certainly not great literature. Anyone who says such a thing does not know Campanile. In this author the joke, the pun, the double meaning (still very modest, by today's standards) become.
A significant percentage of his books is just so, to laugh to tears, unable to stop, perhaps alone in bed, creating a perfect interlude of being inside the bustle of everyday life.
Then there are books like this. Intimate and personal reflections on life and the world.
When you read the "Handbook of conversation," you laugh a little. He smiles a lot, however, finding in the words of its author's many unspoken thoughts, the tenderness that binds to the past, much of their daily lives. In some cases a small tear roll down his cheek, while recognizing the correctness and universality of some bitter reflections.
Although I prefer to read the Campanile ridanciano consider this book a collection of many small jewels, which shed light on this, in my opinion, a great author. Campanile's laughter does not arise from the shallowness of those who are always happy, but the full knowledge the difficulties of life, believing that the only weapon we possess to make the problems more bearable and your smile.
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