Limelight for Bagni di Lucca’s ‘Aladdin’

Italy doesn’t have a Christmas pantomime tradition as in Britain (although pantomime did develop from a combination of Italian ‘Commedia dell’arte’ merging with the English courtly masque and the Victorian music hall) but it does have two great entertainment features for the festal season. One of them is the ‘cinepanettone’ or ‘Panettone’ (an Italian Christmas cake) comedy movie which is stereotypically centred on the festal season’s holidays of rich and inept Italians who find themselves in exotic places. Countries chosen include Egypt (‘Natale sul Nilo’ 2002) and India ‘(Natale in India’ 2003). I suppose the nearest UK equivalent would be the ‘Carry on’ films and, like that immortal series, cinepanettone is to be taken not so much with a pinch of salt but with a glass of prosecco and a bevy of, preferably Italian-speaking friends to come along for the fun and explain the (usually very bad) jokes.

Rather more admirable is the Italian Christmas musical comedy based on traditional fairy tales, just as in most English pantos. Bagni di Lucca’s Red Cross association, a voluntary body which runs the ambulance service and administers first and emergency aid throughout our area, has built up a fabulous reputation for putting together fun dramatic presentations of a very high standard.

Their production this year was no exception. If you were in Bagni di Lucca and missed the Red Cross performance of ‘Aladdin’ last January 6th then you missed a lot of really well-put together amateur (and often not so amateur) dramatics. The main actors were superb.

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Kokko, aka Roberto Lucchesi the ‘Ted Bovis’ (remember ‘Hi-de-Hi’?) of Bagni di Lucca’s entertainment scene, both presented and acted the old sultan whose daughter finally marries the canny lamp man, Aladdin.

 

All other main characters were very well done and the genie was truly a genius!

 

Choreography was exemplary. The four houris (girls inhabiting the Muslim paradise) were appropriately seductive and the two young girls from a local rhythmic acrobatic team were stunning, reminding me of the same kind of young acrobats I encountered on my journey through Mongolia a few years ago.

Of course, the highlight of Aladdin was the appearance of ‘La Befana’, the old white witch who rides around on her broomstick and distributes all things nice to good children and coal to the baddies. As the traditional verse goes:

La Befana vien di notte
con le scarpe tutte rotte
con le toppe alla sottana
Viva, viva la Befana!

(La Befana comes by night
with completely broken shoes
with her skirt all in patches
long live La Befana!)

 

It’s quite fantastic that a voluntary body should find the time to form a voluntary theatrical company and give us a fabulous free show!  Well done Croce Rossa!

 

PS Here are a few snippets from the show:

https://www.youtube.com/edit?o=U&video_id=kUnHz65mP8E

PS For previous Bagni di Lucca Red Cross christmas shows see:

Beauty Meets the Beast at Bagni’s Theatre

Of Young Mermaids and Aged Crones

 

 

 

 

 

Of Films and Soaps at Bagni di Lucca

The new film season starts up at Bagni di Lucca.

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This is the programme:

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Some films may be in the original language with Italian subtitles. Others may be Italian films without subtitles. Others may even be dubbed in Italian. Whatever sound format the films are presented in they are not only an enticing selection but an excellent way of improving one’s Italian, whether spoken or written or heard.

All films are screened in Bagni di Lucca’s library in the old Anglican Church on the Thursday at 9.15 PM starting from January 10th.

Surely watching films in these long winter evenings is a great way of passing the time.

Which reminds me of Italian soaps as an aid to improving one’s Italian (especially colloquially). Though nowhere on the epic length of the UK’s ‘Corrie’ which has been running since 1960 and has reached close to ten thousand episodes ‘Un Posto al Sole’ deserves praise. Although running only since 1996 it has clocked up over five thousand episodes so far.

I wonder what your favourite soap is. Mine’s ‘Roger & Gallet’ (I’m not much of a soap – in that other sense of the word – addict!).

My Favourite Christmas Crib

Perhaps my favourite presepe is the one built by Egidio Illidi and formerly on show during the Christmas season at the church of San Cassiano di Controni, a village near us.

It is now housed in a room of the Villa Webb, also known as the palazzo Bonvisi, in the old part of Bagni di Lucca near the Terme alla Villa.

What I love about Egidio’s presepe is that it is set in a Palestinian environment. Palm trees, sand, dunes, Bedouins, camels and characteristic eastern houses with their latticed wooden balconies are featured in this lovely presepe. Furthermore, surrounding it are original camel saddle bags made of old carpets, a characteristic coffee table and a shisha.

Haunting Middle Eastern music is heard and all that is missing are some seductive belly-dancers. I was told that requests had been sent out for local volunteers but, unfortunately, without success.

However, the presepe (which had to be divided in half and carried down by tractor trailers) is stunning even without the piquancy of oriental dancers. It is truly a magnificent labour of love and devotion on Egidio’s part and the Villa Webb is most lucky to have it now.

 

La Befana is coming soon….

A walk is an essential part of New Year’s Day. Here are some photos from yesterday, January 1st, 2019 which continues the splendid weather we’ve been having in our part of the world since Christmas. Carlotta joined us for the walk and, later, Cheekie, too.

We also took in one of my fields and the olive trees looked absolutely grand. We’ve harvested most of them by now.

One of my ‘old’ English literature masters at my school commented on the olive leaves against the bluest of skies:  ‘It’s what Eliot called the “mid-winter spring”. So evocative!’

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We are now looking forwards to the big festivities of La Befana, the Italian white witch who distributes sugar, spice and all things nice to good children’s stockings and coal to bad children’s stockings.

Once Italian children only received their presents from la Befana, which takes place on the 6th of January, the feast of the epiphany and the arrival of the three wise men. Now they are doubly lucky receiving presents within a fortnight. There’s even someone I know near us who has his birthday on Christmas day…. triple whammy if there ever was one!

There are many places close at hand to enjoy La Befana. Perhaps the most evocative one is at Montefegatesi where the tradition is especially strong.

We’re truly spoilt for choice regarding Befana festivities. I wonder which one we’ll attend.

The nearest one to us is clearly the Red Cross befana at Bagni di Lucca:

Here are some links to a few of them in our area:

http://www.giornaledibarga.it/2018/11/gli-appuntamenti-della-vigilia-della-befana-312533/

http://www.giornaledibarga.it/2018/11/alla-casina-della-befana-e-non-solo-312537/

https://www.evensi.it/antica-befana-montefegatesi-pian-albero-bagni-lucca-unione-comuni-media-valle-serchio-lu-tos-italia/283121763

 

 

 

 

A New Year Hack

The first day of 2019 in Longoio and it’s a day that’s deciding between being sunny and being cloudy.

Back in Britain we used to begin our New Year with a hack. I am, of course, referring to the equestrian meaning of the term which is to ride a horse for a little exercise.

We would go to one of the stables in the south east suburbs of London. Mount Mascall was a particular favourite

Sandra is a much more experienced and rather better horse rider than I was. Indeed, it was she who introduced me to the pleasure of riding an equine.

Here are some photos from those long-past New Year hacks.

At one stage we even had a horse. We found him wandering alone on the Plumstead marshes. No-one seemed to lay claim to him. We took the horse to our house and his stable was in our garage for some time Sandra christened him ‘shooting star’ because of his distinctive head marking.  Every morning Sandra would take Shooting Star to the wide expanses of Woolwich common where Shooting star enjoyed his grazing.

We never got to the stage of putting a saddle on the gelding for one day he disappeared creating the following newspaper title:

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In Hungary we met the best horses in our lives.

In Italy we enjoyed pony-trekking for several years.

On one of our excursions near Pian di Fiume we met a much tinier little fellow.

It was none other than our beloved Napoleone (the name had already been given to him by one of the stable lads) who left us over a year ago. He made us first aware of himself by putting his little paw through a giant mill-wheel centre hole.

Next day I returned to the stables. We had been allowed to take Nap home with us.

This is Nap’s first meal at our Longoio home.

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‘’Happy times, happy memories. No greater grief than to remember days of joy, when misery is at hand. (Dante Inferno Canto 5)’.

What will 2019 truly bring us. We can be certain of nothing in our wisp of a life. Let us enjoy instead what we do have and look at our hour-glass as being half-full rather than being half-empty.

Buon Anno – Happy New Year!