INCHIODIAMO IL PASSATO 2015, Italy
“Warm, sweat, fear; I wondered if I was doing the right thing. Surely I was going to break a book that represents a centuries-old culture. What would have been the reaction of my mother, my grandmother and her grandmother before her? While I kept hammering with all my energy, I felt a sense of cosmic void. I imagined this to be the last book on Earth, and that without it the end, a world without rules would come. Then I realized that there is no difference between this “imaginary world” and the real world. We all take part in this crucifixion”.