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The Name of the Rose


The other night before bed I thought I write a little lately. Facebook and its ability to sum it all up with a shout came up with the person who was in synthetic me. One of my (stoned) the average teacher said it was because I played so much with video games. I do not know if it was true or if it was fucked up, it is still a certain fact that I write a little. This blog
then never took off as I wanted. On one hand, has little visibility on the other hand I have not tried much to give her one. And moreover, do not write so rarely invites a passer certain to become a habitual reader.
So I decided to change a little blog on the same will no longer be, as it has always been traditionally a diary of my life, but more space will also book reviews, advice on movies, news, funny or interesting in short, become in effect a space in which to speak, a bit haphazardly, everything and anything.

The first post of this new "era" is dedicated to connecting fortune but certainly conducive to a book, a great book: The Name of the Rose Eco.

Because you have the good fortune to read it as a novice, as Adso, the mind never contaminated with film, the book was definitely a pleasant surprise. Surprise because it is certainly pleasant to find that nowadays, in relatively modern times, there may still be amalgamated so good authors, in a perfect texture, fine detail with a context "detective" part of a very fascinating historical reality -policy described in its most distinctive features (and therefore sometimes more absurd!), in a masterly manner.
Eco is very good, as if he himself has (more or less consciously) Final contour in Appendix to the book, to popularize a book that really is not much mass is seen, as I mentioned before, what has been cured in details. Latin quotations, references to biblical passages and ideological trends in Bible commentary (copy the debate on the rice between Baskerville and Jorge) fill any space between the weave of the plot, with a string of murders that can only make more and more curious the reader. And that's where the fun part: while Abbey is being decimated by mysterious deaths, the world built by Eco sometimes seems to stand to observe processes and verbal confrontations on the wealth of papists, poverty of the Franciscans (or children), heretics and visionaries. Basically an essay on Christianity of the fourteenth century, contained in a detective novel. Or maybe vice versa?