La vita vera non parla mai.
La vita vera non parla mai.

Sono la ragazza sempre un po’ discosta dal gruppo, quella che al mattino arriva mormorando un ciao che nessuno sentirà mai.
Sono la ragazza seduta al primo banco che non noti quando entri in classe, quella che rimane sola durante l’ora di Ed. Fisica.

Sono la ragazza che ti stava accanto sull’autobus, il viso un po’ nascosto da un libro, invisibile.
La ragazza che cammina con le cuffie nelle orecchie, a passo svelto, come se avesse paura di essere raggiunta dalla vita.
La ragazza che controlla sempre il cellulare, perché non aspetta messaggi da nessuno ma un po’ ci spera sempre.
La ragazza che aspetta da sola al bar, al cinema, fuori scuola i suoi amici sempre in ritardo.
La ragazza che ti ha passato la versione di latino anche se non le hai mai rivolto la parola.
La ragazza che osserva il mondo nascosta un po’ dall’obiettivo e un po’ dalla penna, la ragazza che guarda senza essere vista.

Sono definita dalla mancanza delle tante piccole cose da cui sono fuggita.
Sono definita dalla mancanza di te, di te che stai leggendo.
Di te, che mi sei passato accanto senza neanche vedermi.

Ilaria | 18 | Napoli

Fingo che tutto questo non sia dedicato a te.



According to “Joss Whedon: The Biography,” in stores August 1, Hiddleston, who plays antihero Loki in the film, wrote Whedon a heartfelt email after reading Whedon’s draft for the first time.

We’ve published Hiddleston’s letter in full along with Whedon’s response with permission from Chicago Review Press below.


I am so excited I can hardly speak.

The first time I read it I grabbed at it like Charlie Bucket snatching for a golden ticket somewhere behind the chocolate in the wrapper of a Wonka Bar. I didn’t know where to start. Like a classic actor I jumped in looking for LOKI on every page, jumping back and forth, reading words in no particular order, utterances imprinting themselves like flash-cuts of newspaper headlines in my mind: “real menace”; “field of obeisance”; “discontented, nothing is enough”; “his smile is nothing but a glimpse of his skull“; “Puny god” …

… Thank you for writing me my Hans Gruber. But a Hans Gruber with super-magic powers. As played by James Mason … It’s high operatic villainy alongside detached throwaway tongue-in-cheek; plus the “real menace” and his closely guarded suitcase of pain. It’s grand and epic and majestic and poetic and lyrical and wicked and rich and badass and might possibly be the most gloriously fun part I’ve ever stared down the barrel of playing. It is just so juicy

I love how throughout you continue to put Loki on some kind of pedestal of regal magnificence and then consistently tear him down. He gets battered, punched, blasted, side-swiped, roared at, sent tumbling on his back, and every time he gets back up smiling, wickedly, never for a second losing his eloquence, style, wit, self-aggrandisement or grandeur, and you never send him up or deny him his real intelligence…. That he loves to make an entrance; that he has a taste for the grand gesture, the big speech, the spectacle. I might be biased, but I do feel as though you have written me the coolest part.

… But really I’m just sending you a transatlantic shout-out and fist-bump, things that traditionally British actors probably don’t do. It’s epic.

Whedon wrote back with a simplistic response:

Tom, this is one of those emails you keep forever. Thanks so much. It’s more articulate (and possibly longer) than the script. I couldn’t be more pleased at your reaction, but I’ll also tell you I’m still working on it … Thank you again. I’m so glad you’re pleased. Absurd fun to ensue.

Best, (including uncharacteristic fist bump), joss.

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