Tonino Benacquista, in the name of the father and of fiction

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Despite his literary prizes and another César, there is always in his pupils the concern of an enlightened dunce, who has become a patriot of the language, a lover of words, capable of transforming art commedy in Comedy misfires.

Well, the Italian family didn’t like it. But, Tonino is the type to rush into Fiction, even when there is family romance in the air. You have certainly cracked on The misdeal of sleepers, trembled with On my lips Where Underworld, bubbled on The ultraeaterr and it does not surprise me. It’s finally quite normal to become a taster subscribed to the drawers of Tonino Benacquista, the all-terrain of success (novel, cinema, comics). I have good news at the beginning of the year, he has just split a 200 pages c/o Gallimard which bears the mark of his ritual origins, in the language of the father. The title Holy shitSorry, sorry.

The musical choices of Tonino Benacquista

Mozart Dom Juan Toiling night and day

Broken Boy The road

Adriano Celentano The boy of Gluck street

Brassens Gastibelza lman to Rifle

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