The World

Foto incorniciata dal testo1977 Arezzo

Socrates Project– European Community
Partners Great Britain, Germany, France

Jaques, from As you like it by W. Shakespeare, Act 2, scene 7:

All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms. Then the whining schoolboy with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like bearded like the pard, Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and good capon lined, With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances; And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon With spectacles on nose and pouch on side, His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

1st Prize Valdarno Cinema – Fedic Award 1998