By Andrea Girolami
04/07/2019
I woke up before the alarm ... I'm all set. I wear my
boots and belt with a star on it. I leave the hotel near the sea ... the
production car is waiting. We all go up. I always sit behind my father...
because I like playing with his ears. The journey to the set, given my
wonderful experience of the previous days ... it's a long journey, because I
couldn't wait to be in the middle of the "stink" of the horses, the
dust of the desert ... and the mess of a continuous set movement, with carts
and carriages ...
Finally the car turns the last corner and I see the
village getting closer and closer…. "E VAIIIII !!!". We cross the
wooden bridge ... today that bridge no longer exists.
How strange to see the western village with all those
cars parked outside. Many cars and vehicles parked in an order almost without a
reason for accommodations or planned. The car stops ... I immediately go down
and start running towards the "chaos" ... I run towards what I
consider my second home, the set. I begin to greet everyone ... my sister
follows me and we play together. Now I know the village well ... I have more
freedom of movement.
At some point I hear someone screaming my name, "KID
!!!" ... I turn around and see Franco Nero waiting for me with open arms
... I'm starting to run ... my cowboy hat flies ... but I keep running ... I'm
coming and Franco picks me up! What an emotion! "But Franco, what have you
done to your hair ... it is all curly ... You look good. You're funny !!!! ”He
smiles affectionately. "But how are you dressed ??? You look like a poor
farmer ... ".
Franco looks at me and strokes my hair ...
All of a sudden I hear someone screaming my name,
"KIIIIIIID !!!!" ... I turn around ... But it's still Franco ... I
turn around and I don't see Franco next to me anymore. But how can that be ???
But Franco was right next to me ... Now it's on the other side of the village
... "But Dad ... ??? But how did Franco ?? ... "At a certain point I
feel a hand caressing my head ... I turn around and it's Franco! I turn back to
the Franco who was at the end of the village ... he’s disappeared .... !!! I
remain speechless ... "But how did you do that?" I find myself with
two Francos - one on my right and one on my left !!!! I laugh like a child who
discovers, for the first time, another beautiful and wonderful set magic.
Our unique and talented acrobats, not only are the best
acrobats in the world, but they have another task ... the task of doing the
doubling of the actors. In this case, our great family friend, Rocco Lerro is
twice the size of Franco Nero. They are practically the same. What a treat.
Among the scenes, I approach and play with both Rocco and with Franco. They are
fantastic.
Today I want to be with my father. They are ready to shoot
a scene with Franco's wagon full of onions. The smell of onions is strong!
Obviously they are real ... All ready ... The extras have been fixed ... I hear
the assistant director screaming "Movimiento !!" ... the extras start
to move ... "Carreta !!". I see Franco's wagon moving ... but Franco
doesn't exist ... I look at my father ... He looks at me and winks at me ...
and makes me the sign to be silent ... and points his finger and tells me,
mimicking "Watch Kid ..." ... The cart arrives in front of the
grasping machine. "STOP!". All ready to change the frame ... but I
try to look good ... but the coachman does not exist .... not even Franco. At a
certain point…. I see the onions moving ... ... and the driver's seat opens ...
and from below I see the driver come out ... who speaks Spanish with my father.
But how???? The horse did not go alone ??? He was led by the coachman hidden
under the seat and by the onions. Too strong!!!
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