Vento fa il suo giro, Il (The Wind Blows Round) (2005)

But how can I start?
Say something about
the rueido,
about what it meant for us,
for our community.
Getting together to do
all the heaviest work,
being united.
Then you could talk about
the rueido
at the end of the war,
the one you were involved in.
.. and the wind blows round...
THEFTS CONTINUE
IN THE UPPER VALLEY
Hello.
I'd like to know if any houses
are for sale or rent in the village.
I don't know, try.
May I help you?
I'd like to know if there are
any houses for sale.
I went to the municipality,
but it's closed.
It's always closed in the afternoon.
- Is it for a holiday home?
- No, to live in.
Personally, I don't know,
but if you drop by on Sunday
you'll find homeowners
and more people besides.
Can you direct me to
the mayor's house?
He lives in the city.
I'll leave my phone number
in case anyone can help.
Goodbye.
He didn't even buy a coffee!
Excuse me!
Come in.
Make yourself comfortable.
It's fantastic!
Why are you looking
for a house here?
So I can live here.
- Would you like a coffee?
- Yes, thank you.
Where are you from?
I'm living in the Pyrenees,
but I want to leave because they're
building a nuclear power station.
I checked out Switzerland
and the Valle d'Aosta.
Then I thought I'd go back to France
and I found this valley.
- You like the mountains?
- Yes, I'm a shepherd.
I've got goats. I make cheese.
It's very good!
- Do you live alone?
- No, I'm married.
I've got three children.
- I need a big house.
- Most people moved away.
Many went to work in Turin,
others live further down the valley,
some...
Pina, come here!
- Phillipe Heraud. Hello.
- Hello.
I'm Fausto.
- Mr Heraud is looking for a house.
- A holiday home?
No, I'm not a holiday-maker,
I'm a cheese-maker.
He's a shepherd. He'd like to move
to Chersogno.
So you're living in the Pyrenees?
For some years.
I used to be a teacher, but I left...
Didn't you like it?
Too much bureaucracy.
They teach children too many
useless things.
The Pyrenees are beautiful,
but my wife's worried about
this nuclear power station business.
If this continues,
we might as well close down the show.
I've got better things to do
than come here to talk about nothing.
This business of the Frenchman
looks like a good opportunity.
Before thinking of foreigners,
let's think of our own problems.
The village has changed,
there are local necessities.
The village is deserted
eleven months of the year!
That's why the thieves come!
These are the local necessities.
He'll want us to clear the roads
for him in winter,
and pay for a bus
to take his kids to school.
It's an opportunity we can't miss!
If there were opportunities,
you think I wouldn't come back here?
Costanzo, what do you expect
from a ghost town?
- And who is this stranger?
- Careful he's not a drop-out.
Seems like a clever guy,
he's got an education.
What is he, a freak?
A bit of a retard?
Let's ask the region
for a loan instead,
then we can restore the statues
of our patron saints.
And then the road to the ARP
so that cars can go on it.
Then we should get
those TV people up here.
These are things that help
attract tourists!
Attract new life to the village!
If I'm not mistaken,
we all had a hand in writing
the programme we presented
at the elections.
What do we want to be,
an administration of vacationers?
Costanzo, you know things
are impossible here.
Everybody's gone!
Why should the council take risks
for something pointless?
Because it's right!
It's right to take risks
every now and then.
Valentino,
you have the brain of a tourist.
You live for the fortnight
you come here on holiday!
Let's not go to far.
Anyway, I don't want to cause
you problems.
You always do what you want.
If you want, I'll continue being
deputy mayor like this,
like a tourist, during the fortnight
I'm here in Summer.
The we'll see how things turn out...
We'd need someone
to rent him a house,
a barn, pastures...
They're all so diffident.
But if someone gives them a push,
they'll follow
and bit by bit
they'll get to like the idea.
I'm tired of all these battles.
I always hoped one of our lot
would come back one day.
Maybe the son of emigrants.
Maybe someone like you,
but with a normal job,
with a family.
Costanzo, come on, we're going down!
You're late.
I stopped to talk for a bit.
- Anything new?
- No, nothing.
Fausto met a foreigner
who'd like to come and live
in the village.
He's a shepherd.
He's got as young family,
we should give him a hand.
You can imagine
what the others said.
Why on earth
did I stand for election?
A young family in the village...
a bit of life...
I brought back the books
you lent me.
- All that weight with one arm...
- I'll help you carry them home.
A temporary arrangement
would suffice for the moment.
If you've not rented
that house in Borgata Durandini,
it would do nicely.
He'd stay up here all year?
And who is this phenomenon?
You really want to come here,
or is it just an idea?
If there's the possibility...
When?
This winter,
before the kids are born.
What does your wife say?
I described the village to her,
I think she'll like it.
She'd like a big house.
We've got to find
a house to rent.
It would be important
for the village.
No, no... we don't know him.
We must know the people that come.
Don't let yourself
be cowed by diffidence!
They say we'll be swamped
with Albanians next.
I shouldn't say this,
but they're scared
that someone will succeed
where they failed.
Look, the people of Chersogno!
I'm all dirty...
I'm doing the rounds
to see what people think
and if anyone's willing
to let their property.
What do you think
about these French people?
French?
It used to be people from here
moving to France!
They're a young family,
with three children.
There are plenty of empty houses,
but who'd rent one out?
Anyone who's got one
uses it in Summer.
There's our place in Borgata Martini,
but...
it's in bad shape,
even the roof needs fixing.
It wouldn't cost much.
You think everything's easy.
Then you've got to see how people
feel about a foreigner moving here.
- Delicious!
- It's very good!
- It's just made from goat's milk?
- Yes.
Between crotins frais
and little cheeses
I turn out 2,300 kilograms a year.
This is Maggiorino.
He has a house for rent.
Let's go and see it!
- But it's ancient.
- Yes, it is a bit old.
There are only two rooms.
Yes, but there's a kitchen
out by the stalls.
It's wonderful!
They kept cows and goats here.
They'd left the whole house
to the old folks home.
Damp...
It's too damp for cheese.
Could we make a ventilation hole
on the West side?
I think so.
- Oh, it's you!
- Hello, Palme.
Excuse me.
I came to take a look. With all the
terrible things you hear about...
He's from Savona. Since he retired
he's here all year long.
Excuse me.
He's pleasant, easy going.
He wants to import
some special goats from Austria.
- Says he earns 50 million a year.
- Maggiorino's very crafty.
He's getting his house
fixed up for free.
And he's earning with the rent.
I made you some soup
to take home for dinner.
MERRY CHRISTMAS CHERSOGNO
He got out a little computer,
did some sums and said:
"We'll make excellent cheese here!"
I could understand if he wanted
to set up...
a restaurant, or a camp site...
but to herd goats...
My husband wanted to rent him
the land my in-laws left us.
It's wonderful that a big family
is coming up here to live.
And they're not from the South!
I told the mayor
to give him our pastureland.
I won't charge him,
but he must keep it clean.
A thousand, ten,
twenty, thirty, forty,
forty-five.
If it's more, tell me.
You could have come in Spring,
like last year.
Tell the mayor that I don't want
any surprises on my land.
Can you give me a receipt?
- We usually send it to your house.
- No, give me something signed.
It's better that way!
Write it out properly!
There are 42 dates lined up.
It's nothing too exacting,
just a small orchestra.
It plays holiday resorts,
important places.
Classical repertoire,
you needn't work hard.
It won't hinder your recovery.
I'm going.
The wind blows round
and everything comes back
sooner or later.
- Heard the latest?
- Is it really true?
They're all there working, doing
a rueido like in the old days.
What does the mayor think?
He's working hardest of all!
- Here, it's from Fausto.
- Thanks.
Always studying, eh?
We're coming on fine,
we've done a good job.
The state that place was in!
We'll be finished
in a couple of days.
Come and sit down.
Hello, Bep.
Only just got here?
Where's Fausto?
His manager's here.
That woman from Turin.
- He'll have better things to do.
- About time too!
Be seeing you. Thanks.
- Will this be enough?
- Yes.
- Make a note so you'll remember.
- Okay.
Have the goats eaten?
I was just feeding them.
All right, goodbye.
- Who was it?
- The mayor.
Again?
Put some lavender on,
it smells nice.
Close the door
so everything gets disinfected.
We welcome the Heraud's.
Philippe, Chris and their children
with a warm heart
and the best wishes
for a happy future.
The Chersogno town council
would like to thank those
who've made
their land available.
The town council
wishes the Heraud family
an honest and dignified future
with the fruits of a labour
that's a natural continuation
of the activity
our ancestors performed here
in the past.
Thanks to everyone.
To everyone
who helped with the house,
who cleaned the stalls,
and to all of you
who've come tonight.
It wasn't easy
for my wife and I
to change countries,
to come here with a new language,
or for our kids either.
But I believe that in life,
you have to do
something crazy sometimes.
Thank you.
Thank you all, really.
May I?
Hi.
So how's it going?
I brought you some vegetables.
I didn't think you had any.
Go ahead and use this,
I'll bring more next week.
Otherwise it will go bad.
It's that way,
from there to the river.
You can graze your animals
in the pasture on the other side.
That's where you can graze them.
Great!
You over there!
That's mine over there!
Those are my pastures!
And my shed!
Stop yelling, Emma.
We're here to do what's allowed.
Sure you are...
We'll see what you do.
We'll see!
- Is something wrong?
- No...
NO GRAZING ALLOWED
Hello.
Put them away right, Max.
Your goats have gone into
Aunt Emma's property twice.
Her cows won't eat
where your goats soil the grass.
They'll end up falling into the gulch.
Virginie must not have noticed.
Anyway, stay away from there,
you've got your own space.
- The priest wants to bless the house.
- No.
Did you hear about the French guy?
Father Franco went there
to bless the house.
- But they wouldn't let him.
- Are they atheists?
Maybe they had no money
for a donation.
- They can't go broke over a donation.
- Some holy water might do them good,
considering all that dirt out front.
They leave their little girl
in front of the stall,
with all that dung around!
- Everything okay, Father?
- Yes.
- How about some Pastis?
- I'd love some.
But let's bless the house first.
"May the Lord bless this house
and let us understand it,
love it and serve it.
Let us have its peace...
Where's Philippe?
Out in the pasture.
He asked me to take him
to get some limestone.
I'll go find him.
Sorry.
Bye.
- Looking for deer?
- Yes.
- Seen the French guy?
- No.
People have to protect
their own culture to survive
and speak their own language.
Languages prove people
have lived in peace for centuries.
No.
Culture comes from living together.
Day after day.
When I realize that people
have lived here for 900 years
and spoken the Oc language,
and still do,
from here to the ocean
they've spoken the same language
for hundreds of years...
I get so emotional!
What's left of
Occitanian culture?
Nostalgia.
If you're humble,
they say you have no balls.
Imagine
if today's society took notice
of all the people who wake up
unsatisfied in the morning.
To truly rebel you have to change.
Do what you really want to do.
But you're considered crazy
if you break society's standards.
Then I'm crazy
and glad to be!
What's the point of living?
If you're not happy?
You're afraid.
Come on.
I can tell you're afraid.
I used to be too.
Everyone has the same fear.
Not being good enough for life
or what they want to do.
You have to enjoy life.
Congratulations,
you have a beautiful girl.
Congratulations.
Next time it will be a boy.
I have to go back to Turin,
have a nice party.
- Finally a little life around here.
- The first of many celebrations.
- Well?
- I'm here.
Are you really going
to live with Philippe?
I'm helping him out, he's all alone.
Everyone wants to leave this place
but he wants to stay.
He only did what he wanted.
Your father can't stand him.
I've had it up to here
with what my father
and everyone else says...
What they want me to do.
Everyone tells me what to do.
I can't stand anyone anymore.
This was inhabited by Jews,
Muslims, Heretics and Catholics.
They all lived together.
At one point they almost
killed off the Oc culture.
You know why?
They were tolerant.
I don't like the word "tolerant".
If you have to tolerate someone,
it means you there's no equality.
I believe...
that all violence
stems from sexual repression.
It has turned into power.
A society based on
other people's frustration.
Frustration...
Frustration is the cause
of the most base feelings.
A repressed man
only wants revenge sooner or later.
.. ten, eleven, twelve...
thirteen, fourteen...
Run!
- Hello? Hi.
- What's up?
Cancel the tour,
I've thought it over.
You want to play for the goats?
- Exactly, I want my freedom.
- What about when you grow up?
I don't want to do tours
on boats anymore.
- The contracts?
- Call it off and work it out.
- That's what you're paid for.
- Go f...!
I'd help you out
with your land and stuff like that.
For a house.
But I want Massimo...
to go back to the pastures.
If your son
wants to come and live here,
you should be helping him out.
But...
I have almost 100 cows
in the field.
I have problems,
I just redid the stalls.
I need help.
I've got debts to pay.
I see.
But if Massimo doesn't give this
a try, he'll never find peace.
And who says kids
have to do what their parents want.
And now
there's arguing with my wife at home.
Massimo was already coming here.
But ever since you came round...
we've had these problems.
At least help me
get him to come home.
I'm asking you
to talk to the French guy.
What about?
I was wanting to have
two or three goats.
Maybe he could sell me one...
This isn't council responsibility.
Go to the Forest Rangers.
They are only in charge
of protected plants.
If someone damages a stone pine,
they fine them.
But this is the second time
my roses have been eaten!
Rose-flavored cheese.
But who's paying me?
My field's covered in goat shit!
Free fertilizer.
You wouldn't have this problem
if it were up to me.
- My points?
- I gave them to your husband.
I'll sit here.
I'm the mountain ghost.
I'm going to eat everything!
Grandma's here.
Don't you have
anything to do?
- I need help.
- Just a second.
There's work to be done.
But the mountain ghost
is always here!
Emilie says she heard
yelling in the house down there.
- Stop it!
- What's going on?
A new policeman in town!
It's fine for him to stick his nose
in other people's business.
- The newcomer wants to be boss!
- That bastard!
TOWN OF CHERSOGNO
IMMIGRANT RAISES GOATS
AND SELLS ROTTEN CHEESE
COMPLETE NEGLIGENCE
OF HEALTH STANDARDS
Write with your left hand...
POLICE,
DRONERO POLICE STATION
HEALTH DEPARTMENT, CUNEO
The soup!
- How's it going?
- There's so much to do.
You're always by yourself.
You have to go the pasture
to see my husband.
It's no hurry,
I just wanted to talk about the goats.
But I can tell you.
You should probably go tell him.
I have to go into town now,
I've got errands.
Come and have some coffee,
I've just made it.
- How's our brother?
- He called.
He says they haven't had
holiday yet
but they're coming
for the Assumption.
To see them
bring the statue back to the church.
Good.
How's it going with the French guy.
He's got a nice family,
nice kids.
- All they do is work.
- Let them!
That way they stay out of the way.
The mayor shouldn't have done that.
He went too far,
letting a goat herder come here.
He went too far!
Hello.
Hi.
You like taking risks.
I've seen dogs
fall off the cliff here.
I came to talk to you.
I saw your goats the other day
grazing on private pastures
and you weren't given permission.
Really?
I find that hard to believe.
I saw it, I'm sure.
You'd better pay more attention
to people's property lines.
AII I see is empty houses
and badly managed fields.
No, people here
take care of their own property.
They let grass rot in their fields.
What's the difference
if I let my goats eat that?
It's a matter of property,
of respect.
You can't take advantage
of people when they're not home.
I'm sure the mayor told you that.
It's for your own good.
Go and teach my goats
what they can and can't eat.
And bring a map of the area
so they can see where to go!
Mark lines on the ground
so the dogs will have to work harder.
Keep an eye on your goats.
If I find one more
in my stalls or in my field,
I'll catch it,
roast it and eat it!
Mom!
Virginie's teacher said
she needs to wash
because she smells like a goat.
It doesn't matter,
schools almost over.
We should have stayed in Bagneres.
These Italians are weird.
Sometimes they're nice,
almost too nice.
You need to be patient.
They're just like us,
like everyone.
You'll see,
once we get a bigger house,
everything will be easier.
And I have no reason
to be jealous here...
Or are you going to dump me
for a local?
What if I fall in love
with the guy in the jump suit?
Really?
- Then I'd better start working out.
- What?
What are you doing?
It's a souvenir from a rueido.
Everyone in town has one.
- So you should too.
- Thanks.
During the war,
the people got together
and hid the hay in the church
so the Germans wouldn't get it.
After the war they got together
again to bring it back home.
Let's decide where to hang it up
and hope the house doesn't collapse.
The municipality can apply
for European funds for the house.
You can fix the stall up
and improve the pastures.
I understand, Costanzo.
It doesn't take much
to make Chris and I happy.
- How long are you staying?
- UntiI tomorrow.
- Let's go and get ready.
- Okay.
I'll take that.
So you're not going out?
- It's not my kind of thing.
- It's Occitanian music!
That's enough, Simon!
Stop it, Emilie!
Stop it, Simon!
Don't you have
anything else to do?
Virginie, clear the table.
Emilie, help your sister.
We're going to make cheese now.
Your mother will be happy
when she gets back.
Go get the cultures.
Simon, get up and do something.
Dad!
Hurry up,
the basement's flooded!
- Come on we're late!
- Don't get flustered.
The old buggers won't die
because of one dance less!
What's that stink?
- Where's all this stuff going?
- Milan.
So you're going back
to your public!
Can we go now?
How much did she pay you
to make you change your mind?
Will you ask Chris
to water my plants sometimes?
Sometimes we do things
that others don't understand
but that make a lot of sense
to us.
Put that toy away and help me.
Can we taste these?
- Good!
- So fresh!
Got any riper ones?
No yet, you'll have to wait.
- How many do you want?
- Two of these.
Delicious.
They really taste of goat.
The French know how to make cheese!
Another piece.
I brought these cakes
for your children
so they'll have something
good to eat.
Here are some clothes
from the Good Will.
You know about
the Occitan situation?
These valleys where they
speak another language?
The success of this initiative
could bring other youngsters,
other families.
We're trying
to develop this area,
put that in the article.
I can't tackle
social or political issues,
it's a food magazine.
- Here's Chris, the cheese maker.
- Wonderful!
Come on, let's take some photos.
We'll take a photo with
the girl and the mother.
Stand up straight and turn round.
With the lady.
Get the goats in too.
Look, here's another one!
You get in shot too.
You stand here...
Fine. You look lovely, ma'am.
We'll shoot you like this.
Excellent!
I've come for the faxes.
I've moved my manure heap,
like the Health Board wanted.
You can tell the mayor.
"PALATO FINE" RESTAURAN "BOCCA D'ORO" RESTAURAN
Faxes arrive here every day.
I've got other things to do,
and paper costs.
What a stink!
What is it?
A dead pig, don't touch it.
Dumping a carcass near the village
in this weather is a criminal act!
Maybe it fell by accident,
or it broke loose.
Who knows what it died of.
He acts like God Almighty,
but he can't look after animals!
Come away from there,
you'll catch something!
They're worse than gypsies!
It's criminal!
Some children saw a dead pig
on the slope.
- Know anything about it?
- It was Phillipe. It was dead.
Scoundrels!
There are children here!
You think you can throw dead animals
down the escarpment?
What's the problem?
The vultures will eat it.
What vultures?
You'd better go home.
They didn't mean any harm.
In the Pyrenees, vultures
eat the carcasses.
He's a scoundrel!
- He should go back to the Pyrenees!
- I'm sorry, we didn't know.
They're being smart!
Beat it, go home!
The Forest Rangers
already fined him twice,
but the mayor won't call
the Health Board, you'll see.
Costanzo will ruin his reputation
like this.
I'd like to see what happens
if an infection breaks out.
That pig must've weighed
a hundred kilos.
We should get the law on him.
- They're barbarians!
- Goat's cheese is disgusting.
I bet they fired him from teaching
because he's so dirty.
They say they've seen his wife
on the highway at night.
- Just think!
- They've been seen naked too.
They were walking round
the village in the nude!
That's enough!
The cultures?
- Are there any more cellars?
- No.
Goodbye.
It's not my fault,
I'm just doing my job.
But the pig belonged
to that Frenchman.
They found the carcass
in the woods,
not in his stalls.
In a case like this, we must check
all the herders in the area.
I have to sling all the milk
because of that bastard?
For how long?
We'll speed things up,
two or three weeks.
And what about all the money?
What'll happen to that?
We'll take you
to our brothers.
We'll carry you
along the streets.
Stay with us,
don't leave us.
The night...
It'll be the Frenchman's.
He'll have done it on purpose!
CANCELLATION
OF AUTHORIZATION
"Dear Mr Heraud, I hereby cancel
authorization
for use of my land as pasture
for your livestock. "
- Simon, did you wash your hands?
- Yes.
- More of the same letters?
- Yes.
We should cut down more trees
for fodder.
Here.
- Want some water?
- Yes.
Here's the soup.
Some for me too.
I'll show him!
He cut down all my sister's wood!
Thief!
I'll pull the whole lot off here!
Here we go!
- What are you doing?
- Thief!
- Are you mad?
- Off it comes!
Thief!
This is my sister's wood!
That's not true!
Stop!
- Come on... I'm sorry.
- No!
The Health Board
checked everything
and found it all in order.
I put the results up in the square
but I still got this.
They're still complaining.
The goats, the pigs, the stink,
the mess...
No one seems to remember
the job their fathers used to do.
- They want to kick him out.
- We'll get this settles.
We'll find him a house
in an out of the way place.
- Then no one can complain.
- What did Philippe say?
The usual, you know what he's like.
But I told him to calm down,
with all the upset he's caused!
And that business with Emma?
To settle that I've thought
of calling everyone together,
Philippe included,
to make peace.
Next Sunday.
Emma said she was coming back
from the meadow
and saw Philippe
stealing wood from the pile.
She said she went over,
she was very angry.
She had a stick in her hand
and he grabbed it off her.
She wanted to get the wood back...
One way or another,
Emma got two fingers broken.
And now she's up there
with her arm in plaster.
And that's that.
1 LOCAL CHEESE FESTIVAL
If the mayor continues to side
with foreigners,
the village is done for!
The council has always worked
for the good of village.
Everyone has to do their bit.
We've got to be a bit more humble,
Philippe too.
- The village must keep going.
- Philippe's must apologise to Emma.
- And pay for damages.
- All right.
But at the meeting we must
say things face to face.
He's got to say sorry
and pay for damages first.
We'll see what we can do.
You've got to decide
who's side you're on!
- You again?
- Yes.
I spoke to Lidia,
you've got to apologise to Emma.
- Why?
- Why not humble yourself for once?
Give her the satisfaction.
A bit of humility would be
a good start.
Want to pass me off as a thief?
For someone who goes round
breaking people's bones?
Lidia says
she told you where to go,
but you went and took
Emma's wood on purpose.
Look at me!
You think you're different,
but you're all they same.
Only the language changes.
Two goats have disappeared,
go and look for them.
Try and convince him
to come to the meeting.
- Oh, it's you.
- How are you, Don Franco?
I'm trying out this contraption.
I came to ask you
if you'll come to the peace-making
meeting on Sunday?
Maybe if you're there...
Peace-making...
The mayor did the right thing.
People should live in harmony.
I don't want to create
any embarrassment.
But I'll try to put a good word in.
- So, is he coming?
- I don't know.
I'm not this father!
Are you going away too, then?
Ah, there he is!
- Sorry, I'm a bit late.
- No, I just got off the bus.
How can I start?
Say something about
the rueido,
about what it meant for us,
for our community.
Getting together to do
all the heaviest work,
being united.
- Community spirit.
- I understand.
Today we're joined by
Costanzo Giraudo,
mayor of Chersogno,
a charming village
in the Monviso Valleys
where Occitan is still spoken.
Costanzo asked us to do
a feature on his village,
which had a thousand inhabitants
a century ago.
Today, surrounded by
a splendid mountain landscape,
it offers the possibility
of a wonderful holiday.
Also with us is Mr Ponte,
the oldest man in Chersogno.
But now I don't live...
Tell us about your life
in the mountains.
Mountain life wasn't easy.
Haymaking was
the most important thing for us.
Hay was as important as bread,
maybe even more so
because we gave it to the animals
who'd keep us supplied
with milk, butter and cheese.
When the Germans
started burning haylofts,
we thought about
about hiding it churches
in the hope that they
wouldn't look for it there.
Then us boys would secretly go
and get it and give it back
to the farmers.
We'd try to help one another
for free.
We also did the rueido,
which means helping one another
for the good of everyone of us.
What's happened to us?
We've become unrecognisable.
Monica asked me
to read you these words.
"A warrior was dying
at the end of a battle.
A man came up to him
and said:
"Don't die, I love you very much. "
But, alas, he still kept on dying.
Two other men came up
and said:
"Wake up, come back to life!"
But, alas, he still kept on dying.
They came up in 20, 100, 1.000,
"So much love, but we can
can do nothing against death!"
But, alas, he kept on dying.
Millions of individuals
formed a chorus around him:
"Wake up, brother!"
But he kept on dying.
In the end,
all the men on Earth
surrounded him.
The corpse saw them
and, moved,
got up slowly.
He embraced the first man
and started to walk. "
...the wind blows round
and everything comes back sooner or later...
Laser S. Film s. r.I. - Rome