Mirko Tondi, “Nessun Cactus da queste parti”

“He told me that he had a sensational idea in mind, truly a marvel; to tell the truth it didn’t have much to do with Conrad, but he could consider it his personal ascent of the river after a plunge into human madness: a humorous noir novel set in the future. What? But what was he trying to tell me? Maybe he had mixed genres and desecrated Chandler, Hammet, Spillane stuff to make a soup of laughter and vehicles floating in the air? “ (page 110)

If ever there was, in the metanarrative, a self-definition of his own work, this one by Mirko Tondi on his…