This review was written for "The Novel" and there has already been published. The lights in the houses of others are family secrets, forbidden actions, words unsaid. The shadow that envelops the individual lights of a look unusual, strange and yet close. We all live in the dark about something that concerns us. The evocative title and soft cover affect the first approach I have with this novel. Follow your instincts, I let myself be guided by the positive feelings that keep it in my hands gives me. The expectation is high. The first pages run a bit 'slow, the rest need to know the players, understand their habits, peek into their past. Words walking down the stairs of a building of five floors, plus an ex-wash the sixth. Five families, more or less traditional, mixed moods and squabbles in endless meetings, discussed with deep feeling. A little girl, lost his mother and unaware of his father, slips in the homes of others, including the availability of their lives. Almond, this is its name, is the daughter of Mary, the administrator of the condominium Poggio Ameno, via Perfect Cave 315. His mother died riding his scooter in a road accident. The little passes like that, two years in two years, from one floor to another, from one family to another. It is at this point, at the exact moment in which the endless meetings in the former laundry decreed the fate of almonds, which I have the feeling of reading a fairy tale. Modern but not too much. As every fairy tale there are stereotypes that you respect the narration, predictable and clean. The old teacher, unmarried and without suffering. The wife in his career, lawyer, dreamer and her husband, film director and a little unspoken 'failed. A gay couple who, of course, takes part in gay pride parade and attended Candy Candy's friend Trans whose name is Alfred. An engaged couple, Lydia and Lorenzo, her radio host talkative and misunderstood, he famous author, abstract, detached and cynical. And finally, the model family, father, mother, two children - male and female. The Barilla, Mulino Bianco type. The writing is markedly adolescent with a slang that often turns into acronyms, an all ADME (More of my age). The vicissitudes are classic. Almond madly in love Matthew (Barilla), he loves Eva (the most beautiful of the class), Almond then gets engaged to Palomo (as Eduardo, the star of "Wild at Heart") and drags her into a vortex of emotional and misadventures materials. The idea, however, is very good. A child who is adopted by an entire apartment building because none of the possible fathers have the courage to come forward. I wish your daddy was an astronaut walking on the moon, but always thinks of us, and not a man who lives on a Perfect Cave 315 and one evening in March, perhaps out of boredom, perhaps out of curiosity, in the former laundry of the sixth floor he made love to me. Maria writes to her little almond newborn. So begins a tale, with the rules and trappings that every story must have. Two or three inconsistencies, although noticeable, they pass away to read. The final Porcomondo! , leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Because everyone loved Mary, but she loved one. And then, one evening in March, there were no boredom and curiosity. It all began with a letter, pin focal entire narrative, and only the last page to find out that in reality - maybe - this letter was a little tricky to weave the plot later.
Barbara Greggio.
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