Lampoon Magazine International Issue 11

LA COPERTINA di Nick Knight, la sceneggiatura di Fitzgerald, le marionette di Billie Achilleos, Jeff Koons e Jack London. La critica di Émile Zola, una casa di Mongiardino, i marmi italiani. Questo è magnifico, il nostro nuovo modo – il nuovo Lampoon. LE IMMAGINI gli esplosero in testa, ed egli cominciò a uscire di sé in picchiata silenziosa. Magnifico e Malaparte. L’uomo è magnifico nel suo errore, nel suo rialzarsi – non è mai piaciuto a nessuno l’uomo seduto sul suo trono, staccato dalla terra, intriso nelle sue nuvole. Noi stiamo qui, nei nostri peccati di carne e di furia, in una Napoli che mai tornerà bella com’è stata, in un’Italia che resta il centro del mondo. Solo gli italiani non ne sono consapevoli. We didn’t know our own strenght,…

Sempre Libera by Lorenza Natarella, BAO Publishing. A comic-strip biography, the graphic novel that tells about success, passions and torments of the Divina Introduction by Gian Paolo Serino. Silvia De Laude offers us a portrait of Maria Callas forty years after her death, by looking at her close relationship with the intellectuals of the twentieth century. Internationally-acclaimed philologist and co-curator with Walter Siti of eight Meridiani by Mondadori focusing on Pier Pasolini – her story starts out with the relationship between Maria Callas and this writer, poet and film director from Friuli. Painting a unique picture of a bygone era that can still teach us how the concept of Magnifico always starts out with an encounter of the arts, even those that are seemingly remote to one another. The voices…

Editions de Parfums, the editorial series of perfumes founded in 2000 by Frédéric Malle In Milan, via Verri 2, his second italian boutique has been opened 14 September, Frédéric Malle wore Geranium pour Monsieur MUSAC . The air is heavy with patchouli. «It has been the raw material of choice over the last few years, quick and easy to cut into pieces, hence the ‘patchouli hearts’ wherever you look. I don’t believe we can speak of trends in perfumery. Instead I think that since the dawn of time, perfumers have copied what worked. Looking back at the history of perfume in the 1950s, the 1960s, many of Guerlain’s scents were copies of fragrances by Coty. Mitsuko is a copy of Chipre, Shalimar of Emeraude, L’Heure Bleue of L’Origan». Copying, precisely…

I WAS LITTLE MORE THAN twenty years old, and I knew practically nothing about the world. I lived in a small town, tucked away in the back end of the province. The only places you could go, on a Saturday night, were a disco on the main road and a few coffee bars in the centre, which always closed too early. We all would watch what we called the cover girls go by. We could count them on one hand. If they hadn’t been born in a place that consisted of just countryside and a river, they would have ended up as models on the pages of Vogue, or in an Armani fashion show. Instead, their catwalks were the empty streets of the town centre. At the weekend, they dressed…

EDWARD FIELD is a man who made a deal with the devil, of that I am sure. Born in 1924, jazz musician in his family band before World War II, aviator during the war, then actor and entertainer in Greenwich Village, a friend of writers such as Diane Athill and Frank O’Hara, poet, international traveler, novelist. Today he is one of the greatest unknown American poets. Years ago, Field had just written a poem entitled Proclamation when, amongst other things, he said this: «At eighty-seven years old, I finally feel like a winner. I am one, that’s all. I wish I’d realized it earlier». TODAY FIELD is ninety-three years old and I’m going with Annie to visit him at his apartment in a West Village artists’ residence. It’s 9 March…

WELCOME to the sixteenth minute. Andy Warhol was right with his fifteen minutes of fame for everyone, but he hadn’t considered the sixteenth of those minutes. Today, with celebrity status readily available for all—namely the possibility we all have to be public, diffused, ubiquitous—someone (avant-garde, cunning or snob?) is probing that sixteenth minute, which, unlike the fifteenth and its light, exposure and presence, means darkness, discretion, and absence. The anti-Warhol prophecy of the twenty-first century is already here: in the future we will all be famous, busy seeking our fifteen minutes of anonymity. WARNING . Continual, widespread exposure is a powerful habit, one that will be difficult to give up. After years spent opening accounts on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Linkedin, Klout and FourSquare, in the name of what acronym lovers…