Lillo Favia, “Come meta il viaggio”

Everything can be said about Lillo Favia’s “As a destination the journey”, except that it is not original. Not for the content — which is still a male story of sex, drugs and rock and roll — but rather for the style. Usually texts of this kind, in the wake of the various Kerouack, Bukowski, Carver etc, which rage in today’s fiction produced by males aged twenty and over, are written in a “postmodern” language full of vulgarity, now standardized to the point of becoming anonymous. Lillo Favia’s novel, on the other hand, plays with words and carries out in-depth research, not for nothing he…