Tuesday, 21 November 2017

Does Music soften the blows of life?

Last night I watched "Fuocoammare, par-delà Lampedusa"
My link above refers to an article written in Feb 2017 about this film.
Annlisa Merelli's account of the "so -called Migrant crisis"enriches the crude  and upsetting reality of the film with the necessary human and historical background of this situation and explains aspects of what is going on each day on the Mediterranean sea, when people choose exile and pay  to escape their fate at home.
(There are three classes on board of these ships, first class costs 1500€, second class,1000€ and third class which is at the bottom of the ship inside, near the engine, 800 € very dear for hardly any safe escape from a terminal journey). The doctor explains it all in the film and it is almost unbearable to watch and listen to.
This film should be seen all over the world as a  citizen duty  to find an urgent human solution to more than twenty years of extreme sufferings in some parts of Africa, and Italy for rescue, and not only. This is for me another type of Crime against Humanity.
That this documentary ends on another musical hint, ( there are two excerpts, Fucoammare which gives the title of the film, then another Sicilian song, Amore), taken from Rossini's Moïse et Pharaon' upset me even more last night.  I am still wondering if the beauty of this prayer, perhaps the most beautiful prayer ever set to music, is able to soften the heartbreaking reality of this film? or eases  to let  my sorrow flow at the end? or makes me feel the clash of beauty even harder, after so much dispair and sufferings?
I have no answers.
But gazing at the sea, these days, is disquieting, immensely disquieting
Listening to this payer is also disquieting after watching the bare reality of the film.

(When I was part of the audience the very day of this tape was done, I was so taken by the music and singing and so moved by the story too, far from reality there)
(I cannot remember if the prices given by the doctor were in dollars or euros, but that does not matter much, what matters is the abject trade which is going on, on top of so much misery)


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