I just finished the last book of Veronesi, XY .
At this time it seemed like an allegory of our time, especially our Italian society: a confused collection of fragments that do not find a reason to meet. The story, as is well known from articles and interviews, tells of a massacre incomprehensible, absurd, a crime that seems inexplicable. No coincidence that the title of the novel contains a quote from Durrenmatt, which I already wrote about his dislike of the yellow kind, where everything can be explained rationally at the end: "A fact can not 'return' as a back account, because we do not know all the factors necessary but only a few mostly minor elements. And what is random, incalculable, immeasurable, has too much of. "
So the triumph of the irrational.
heroes of this story are two specialists of the irrational: a priest and a psychoanalyst, two fighters are very dubious and humans against evil, yes, the old Evil with a capital letter.
E 'is precisely this inability to find a rational path that links the story of XY (the unknowns for excellence? The two axes?) To our current society, jumble of elements that has lost any overall plan.
At some point in the book, he likens the event to a nightmare, " ... this story is like a nightmare ... The collapse of causation, the inability to find ways out, radical symbolism of the events, are all things that make this story as close to a nightmare I've ever live. "
I think it definitely has a picture of our public life today, in Italy: ... absurd enough to be humiliated on the ground that tries to explain but not so absurd as to prevent us from being here to observe it ... "
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