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[english below]
Broeinest en Flexmens presenteren:
*Lavorare con Lentezza* (langzaam werken)
Dir: Guido Chiesa | 2004 | 111mins | English subtitles
De première van de geruchtmakende film van Wu Ming / Guido Chiesa over 
de opstandige jaren '70 in Bologna en de radiopiraat Radio Alice 
(http://www.radioalice.org/). Lavorare con Lentezza is een politiek 
onverantwoordelijke film, of zoals regisseur Guido Chiesa het zelf zegt: 
"Trovare il linguaggio per raccontare nuove trasformazioni". De film was 
een succes in Italië en werd bekroond op het filmfestival van Venetië.
Regie: Guido Chiesa
Script: Wu Ming
Italie, de jaren zeventig. Met de geboorte van een vrije radio in 
Bologna - Radio Alice - en de politieke ontwikkeling van Italiaans 
radicaal links, komen twee jonge mannen in aanraking met een nieuw 
bewustzijn dat zich verspreidt onder de jeugd. Leven van dag tot dag en 
de afwijzing van een vastliggend doel of lot: dat is hun levensstijl, 
terwijl ze omringd worden door tragedies. Een student wordt 
neergeschoten tijdens een demonstratie, een vriend van hen gaat de 
gevangenis in omdat hij een geldwoekeraar in elkaar geslagen heeft. 
Geregisseerd met een subtiele hand, zonder retoriek of stereotypes. Er 
wordt geen oordeel geveld, het doel is om een verhaal te vertellen. De 
Italiaanse jaren zeventig worden in Lavorare Con Lentezza zonder taboe 
beschreven.
bron: imdb.com
Website: http://www.lavorareconlentezza.wumingfoundation.com/ 
<http://www.lavorareconlentezza.wumingfoundation.com/>
Na de film volgt een korte presentatie over de huidige media-situatie in 
Italië door Cecile Landman 
<http://www.vvoj.nl/publicaties/europa/rapport_ijeu11.html/>. Ook krijgt 
u wat meer te horen over Wu Ming en hun voorganger Luther Blisset.
De toegang is gratis en donaties zijn welkom
Maandag 11-09-06 Broeinest, Plantage Doklaan 10-12 Amsterdam. Aanvang: 
20.00 uur
Voor meer info zie www.broeinest.info of www.flexmens.org
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[english]
Broeinest and Flexmens present:
*Lavorare con Lentezza* (working slowly)
Dir: Guido Chiesa | 2004 | 111mins | English subtitles
Website: http://www.lavorareconlentezza.wumingfoundation.com/ 
<http://www.lavorareconlentezza.wumingfoundation.com/>
After the movie there is a short presentation on the current 
media-situation in Italy by Cecile Landman 
<http://www.vvoj.nl/publicaties/europa/rapport_ijeu11.html/>. Also more 
will be told about Wu Ming and their precendent Luther Blisset.
"At the centre of** Lavorare con lentezza, at first entertaining, and 
then dramatic, changing gear halfway through (in the final scenes there 
are reminiscences of the tragedy of the G8 at Genoa in 2001, in which a 
teenager was killed by the police), there is the utopia of freedom and 
the sexual and feminist revolution, which were fundamental social gains, 
but were then dramatically submerged by the anni di piombo, the years of 
terrorism. It’s a fast-paced and celebratory movie, a representation 
offering a mix between current affairs, history and social moeurs, 
supported by a fine cast, among whom Tommaso Ramenghi and Marco Luisi 
are outstanding." Maurizio Porro, -Corriere della Sera
WHAT WAS RADIO ALICE?
11 March 1977, Bologna. During the violent clashes between police and 
youths that end up with the intervention of armoured vehicles, a 
Carabiniere kills the student Francesco Lo Russo. 12 March 1977. The 
brief history of Radio Alice, accused of having directed the battle by 
radio, ends with the Carabinieri breaking in. It is the first time in 
the history of the Italian republic that a radio station was closed down 
by military hands.
Radio Alice was one of the most singular and original experiments on 
language and communication that ever took hold in Italy. Lacking a 
proper newsroom and even less a programme schedule, the Bologna 
broadcaster made spontaneity and linguistic contamination something more 
than just a flag to wave. It was a project where political, artistic and 
existential petitions blended in the common denominator of radio space. 
Today, after more than a quarter of a century, maybe we can start to 
talk about Alice again, to try to understand if there was something in 
that voice that could be used again today.
WHO IS GUIDO CHIESA?
Guido is a film director and a rock critic. He was born in Turin in 
1959. In the early Eighties, after taking a degree in the History of 
Cinema, he moved to the United States, where he worked as an assistant 
director with Jim Jarmusch, Amos Poe, and Michael Cimino. After 
returning to Italy, Guido directed several shorts, documentaries, 
videoclips and feature films. During the 1990's, the main subject of his 
works was the heritage and memory of antifascist Resistance. Sonic Youth 
named a song after him ("Guido", from the "Dirty" album, Deluxe edition, 
cd 2, track #10).
Entrance is free and donations are welcome
Monday 11-09-06 Broeinest, Plantage Doklaan 10-12 Amsterdam Start: 20h00
For more info see www.broeinest.info of www.flexmens.org
**********************************
Meer info/ More info:
Also read the article by Wu Ming, The Seventies, What Seventies?
http://www.wumingfoundation.com/english/giap/giapdigest28.htm#guido
This is a transcript from a radio emission of radio Alice, translated 
from the book Alice é il diavolo:
When the accusation of obscenity was flung at us, we were a little 
disconcerted. We had thought about many possible accusations: pirate 
station, underminers, communists, subversives, but we did not anticipate 
this one. But that's natural and proper. Language, when it is freed from 
the sublimations which reduce it to code, when it makes desire and the 
body speak, is obscene.
The body, sexuality, the desire to sleep in the morning, the liberation 
from labour, the possibility to be overwhelmed, to make oneself 
unproductive and open to tactile, uncodified communication: all this has 
for centuries been hidden, submerged, denied, unstated. Vade Retro, 
Satanas. The blackmail of poverty, the discipline of labor, hierarchical 
order, sacrifice, fatherland, family, general interests, socialist 
blackmail, participation: all that has stifled the voice of the body. 
All our time, forever and always, devoted to labor Eight hours of work, 
two hours of travel, and, afterwards, rest, television. and dinner with 
the family. Everything which is not confined within the limits of that 
order is obscene. Outside it smells like shit. All the ''unstated" is 
emerging: from the Chants de Maldoror to the struggles for reducing the 
work-day. It speaks in the Paris Commune and in Artaud's poetry, it 
speaks in Surrealism and in the French May, in the Italian Autumn and in 
immediate liberation; it speaks across the separate orders of the 
language of rebellion. Desire is given a voice, and for them, it is 
obscene.
Gray are the coats of the cops who have imprisoned comrade Bifo, gray 
are their instruments of death. Gray is the prison where he has been 
locked up, gray are the bedroom communities, gray are the streets of the 
business district. Obtuse is the constable who holds in his hand the 
hoods of his colleagues who rummage through the comrade's effects, 
obtuse are the police who for three months recorded the phone calls 
(what are we having for dinner today? let's get together on this), 
obtuse is television. Dangerous are the organs of repression, dangerous 
because of the latest submachine gun model, dangerous is the judge who 
arrests first then looks for proof. Dangerous are the roads and squares 
infested with the angels of death of a system always more minoritarian. 
dangerous are the factories and the shipyards, dangerous to decide 
whether or not to let a child see the light of day.
Gray, obtuse, dangerous, they want to impose their scale on the world: 
gray, obtuse, dangerous.
The totalitarian society of capital lives on the monotonous repetition 
of the existant. It serves the owners, the cops, the judges. None of 
them are indispensable to the structure they serve.
They make a life of shit the only model of life possible.
But communism is young and beautiful.
*COMMUNIQUE No. 2 - from the San Giovanni in Monte Prison*, 3/20/76. 
They arrested me on the fifteenth, submachine guns in hand, in the house 
where I was sleeping with my comrades. First they accused me of 
belonging to the Red Brigades. In the space of two days this accusation 
became so ridiculous that they had to invent another one. So they 
accused me of being the ideological organizer of an incredible series of 
criminal plots committed in Bologna in the last few months.
Not the slightest bit of proof of these subversive activities that were 
supposed to have been mine exists. They are trying to give a 
recognizable appearance to the incomprehensible (for Power) course of 
liberation located in the space of separ/Action, of ignor/Action which 
constructs liberating spaces and moments of collective transformation of 
existence.
But then let them say it clearly:
The practice of happiness is subversive when it becomes collective.
Our will for happiness and liberation is their terror, and they react by 
terrorizing us with prison, when the repression of work, of the 
patriarchal family, and of sexism is not enough.
But then let them say it clearly.
To conspire means to breathe together.
And that is what we are accused of, they want to prevent us from 
breathing because we have refused to breathe in isolation, in their 
asphyxiating places of work, in their individuating familial 
relationships, in their atomizing houses.
There is a crime I confess I have committed:
It is the attack against the separation of life and desire, against 
sexism in interindividual relationships, against the reduction of life 
to the payment of a salary.
But then let them say it clearly:
It is dada that terrorizes the gray, the obtuse, the dangerous. 
Guardians of order and of the exploitation of poverty - for them, the 
transversal writing which runs through the separate orders and reunites 
isolated behaviors is not just obscene, any more, it is a crime.
What makes me crazy is the uncanny. Bifo, Fontana, and Marchi are in 
prison.(2)
Bifo, Fontana, and Marchi are still in prison; Bifo, Fontana, and Marchi 
are always in prison. There isn't a single comrade who does not ask me, 
"And what do we do now?" Silence. And they take advantage of our 
silence. A month has already passed. But it was like a month in the mind 
of someone who isn't thinking: an instant. A month has already passed 
since the arrest of Bifo and we have not gotten him out of there. There 
is no proof, it's all a plot, we know it. And now what do we do? And now 
what do we do? We must do something, I want to do something, it isn't 
true that we are powerless before the monsters. the angels of death, the 
gray, the obtuse, the dangerous, I cannot keep quiet much longer.
They have killed Mario Salvi(3) in Rome. Silence.
Either the prison must explode or my head must explode. Radio Alice is 
quiet, the comrades are quiet, they invent words, the habitual masks. 
They don't speak and they don't even have any ideas. Lethargy. We are 
already creating the little ghetto: we are or we are not wild cats 
running through the town. Let's not give free rein to our jailers, 
strike the tiger's heart every day, in every way, according to our 
differences, against the sadness and the solitude of cells of 
confinement, 24 hours of air. This is an invitation to speak and to 
think, and invitation to be always present in the situations in the town 
the neighborhoods the schools the barracks the factories the roads, 
let's exhaust the enemy, let's wear out the giant monster by beating it 
all over its body. Let's not talk about desires anymore, let's desire: 
we are desiring machines, machines of war.
1. San Vittore: a prison in Milan. San Giovani in Monte: a prison in Bologna
2. Fontana. Marchi: Bolognese students thrown in jail.
3. Mario Salvi was killed in the vicinity of the judiciary prison in 
Rome after a motorcyclist launched a Molotov cocktail against the prison."
from: 
http://info.interactivist.net/article.pl?sid=03/03/05/2243231&mode=nested&tid=15 
<http://info.interactivist.net/article.pl?sid=03/03/05/2243231&mode=nested&tid=15>
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