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99point9percentwhump · 10 months
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Inspector Ricciardi S1E4
ANNNDDDD cuz his feverish whimpering are lovely a bonus vid
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liber-what-ia · 4 months
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My brainrot, yet again. Don't mind me.
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sophiamcdougall · 1 year
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Oh my God Commissario Ricciardi, you hapless English homosexual trapped in the body of a straight Italian, how are you still prissing your way across Naples, repressing so hard that when yet another hot aristocratic lady is like "would you hold this for a second? It's my underwear" you're like "why far be it from me not to help you with that completely random and totally platonic problem you're having."
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deeisace · 1 year
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I want to watch inspector Ricciardi, but I have stuff to do and my three words of Italian are not enough that I can wander round my flat doing other stuff like I normally do for tv
So I guess, an episode or two of QI to wander round doing chores to, and then I can sit down and pay attention to subtitles
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dear-indies · 10 months
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hi!! could you please recommend me some female faceclaims in their mid to late twenties (even early thirties would be fine) that could work for a rp set in the 1930s ? they don’t necessarily have to have ressources that fit the time period, just not too « modern » faces if that makes sense ahaha
any ethnicity is fine :)
Rachel Shenton (All Creatures Great and Small)
Maria Vera Ratti (Inspector Ricciardi)
Anya Chalotra (The ABC Murders) Kashmiri Indian / English.
Freya Mavor (The ABC Murders)
Natalie Gumede (Jekyll and Hyde) Zimbabwean / English.
Julia Brown (World on Fire)
Sarah Jones (Damnation)
Yu Nan (Lord of Shanghai) Chinese.
Jemima West (Indian Summers)
Aysha Kala (Indian Summers) Gujarati / Unspecified.
Maeve Dermody (And Then There Were None)
Liv Lisa Fries (Babylon Berlin)
Paz de la Huerta (Boardwalk Empire)
Blanca Suárez (Cable Girls)
Ana Fernandez (Cable Girls)
Nadia de Santiago (Cable Girls)
Janet Montgomery (Dancing on the Edge)
Joanna Vanderham (Dancing on the Edge)
Angel Coulby (Dancing on the Edge) Afro Guyanese, possibly East Indian / English.
Nam Gyu-ri (Different Dreams) Korean.
Evan Rachel Wood (Mildred Pierce) - is bisexual.
Bárbara Mestanza (La Moderna)
Myolie Wu (No Reserve) Kongkonger.
Tavia Yeung (Silver Spoon, Sterling Shackles) Hongkonger.
Rebecca Zhu (Silver Spoon, Sterling Shackles) Chinese.
Rayssa Bratillieri (Éramos Seis)
Barbara Reis (Éramos Seis) Afro Brazilian.
Giullia Buscacio (Éramos Seis)
Naomie Harris (Small Island) Afro Jamaican, Afro Trinidadian, Afro Guyanese, English.
Not set in the 30s, has resources:
Anya Taylor-Joy (Peaky Blinders)
Alba Baptista (Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris) Brazilian [Portuguese, possibly German and other].
Rose Williams (Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris)
Bailey De Young (The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel)
Camila Queiroz (Amor Perfeito) Brazilian.
Sophie Cookson (Red Joan)
Lucy Boynton (Rebel In The Rye, The Ipcress File)
Hannah Dodd (Enola Holmes 2)
Again I'm not great at period fv help but here you go!
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Deliver Us (2023) Movie Review
Deliver Us – Movie Review Director: Cru Ennis, Lee Roy Kunz (Delirium) Writer: Lee Roy Kunz, Kane Kunz (Screenplay) Cast Maria Vera Ratti (Inspector Ricciardi) Thomas Kretschmann (Gran Turismo) Alexander Siddig (Vertical Limit) Lee Roy Kunz Lena Barbara Luhse (Lotte and the Lost Dragon) Plot: When a nun in a remote convent claims immaculate conception, the Vatican sends a team of priests…
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haticesultanas · 3 years
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Hi, i adore your blogs!
I'm starting to learn Italian. And i know that your are Italian as well. So it would be very helpful if you would recommend some good blogs/books/series that would have helped me to learn language. Thank you!
thank you :D
shows i'd recommend:
- zero: it's on netflix (or at least, here it is) and it's about a black young man living in milan who has a superpower. it is wholesome and it also deals with some serious topics like immigration, second-generation italians, racism etc etc
- la compagnia del cigno: it's a rai show (rai is the national broadcaster) and is about a group of teenagers who study classical music. very very nice and the second season features mehmet günsür acting in italian lol
- doc: another rai show, it's about a high-profile doctor who is shot by the father of one of his patients and afterwards loses his memory so he has to start from scratch
- diavoli: it was actually filmed in english but it's based on an italian book and it features alessandro borghi... which is always good. it's about the 2009 greece debt crisis (which turned into a european debt crisis) from the pov of an italian broker living in london
- il commissario ricciardi: set in naples during the fascist regime it's about a police inspector solving crimes. there's a very cute romance between the inspector and his neighbor
- l'allieva: my FAVE, it's about coroners (but you don't see anything gruesome, don't worry). the main character has great empathy with the victims and helps the police investigate murders even though that's not her job-- and her boss never fails to tell her that lmao. (also, she and her boss have great sexual tension wink wink)
- l'amica geniale: it's a worldwide bestseller, it's about two friends' lives in naples in the 1950s
- boris: the BEST italian show ever it's about a director shooting a very bad show for italian tv. it's the funniest ever but i don't know if it's ok for learners because the jokes aren't that easy to comprehend- imo
honourable mentions bc i don't think they're right for someone who is learning italian because the language is very difficult: il commissario montalbano, gomorra, suburra
books... i'm sorry but i don't read italian books. though at the moment i'm not reading ANY books because i'm too busy.
the thing with italian is that it has regional languages which are not just accents but languages with different words etc etc so a lot of book/shows are in those regional languages.
in the shows i have recommended the characters speak a clear italian (except maybe for boris but they just have a roman accent)
as for blogs... on here i follow @bravagente, which posts everything about italy
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laluciernagarevista · 4 years
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Entre mates:
La historia de Pubi, un personaje de Gerli
En 2018 hicimos nuestra primer entrevista en la revista, vale la pena recordarla y difundirla también en esta nueva plataforma. Nos encontramos en la esquina de Donovan y De la Serna con Arnold Rivas. Pubi, como lo llamaba su mamá, es un vecino histórico del barrio, una persona humilde y entrañable, con numerosas e increíbles anécdotas. Pubi nació en 1932 en Gerli y vivió toda su vida en el barrio. En sus 86 años pudo ver como los distintos momentos históricos atravesaron al barrio. Por eso lo invitamos a charlar al Centro Cultural Nuestra América con la idea de que nos cuente como era el barrio cuando era chico, cuáles fueron sus primeros pasos en el trabajo y los diferentes momentos sociales y políticos.
Al entrar en el Centro Cultural rápidamente se le viene el recuerdo de lo que ese lugar era en su niñez: “¡Uh, si habré comprado acá! Antes era un almacén…el almacén y carnicería de Bernagui. Este negocio era el más viejo del barrio en su momento.” Lugares y gente del barrio que hacen que los recuerdos lo aborden a montones. Lo retraen a su juventud, cuando recién dio sus primeros pasos.
-¿Cómo recuerda al barrio en su infancia?
-Esta calle (Donovan) era asfaltada, como ahora, pero las demás eran de tierra. Y había hombres que iban con caballos y varias cadenas y sacaban a los carros que se enterraban también los camiones y los autos, los llamábamos cuarteadores. Era un modo de ganar plata.
La gente andaba más. Como no había televisión en las casas, íbamos a ver películas al Amado Nervo. Era el único cine del barrio, Cine Teatro Amado Nervo. Después había mucho boxing club, haba mucho boxeo. 
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-¿Había muchos clubes de barrio?
Sí. Algunos estaban de antes de que yo naciera,  como el club Villa Heredia, el Villa mercado. Había un club cada 4 cuadras, más o menos, y la gente era muy sociable, muy unida. Por ejemplo, antes si paraba el auto del médico en tu casa, a los diez minutos estaban todos los vecinos en la puerta. Me acuerdo cuando se enfermó mi viejo, tenía todos los días la cocina llena de gente. En verano, todos salían a la vereda, después la gente iba corriendo las sillas y terminábamos todos en una vereda conversando. La muchachada se compraba alguna cerveza. Era y es muy lindo el barrio.
-¿Cuál fue la primera escuela del barrio?
-“la 37”, que es a la que fui yo. Antes no había empleados en las escuelas, después pusieron una portera. La que hacía de portera era la dueña de la casa, que tenía su casa en el fondo. Ella preparaba la leche para los chicos. Había mucha exigencia, al  amaestra la tenías que respetar. Antes las maestras no eran de la clase nuestra, eran casi todas de Bs As y de La Plata, medio oligarcas…viste… Muy duro el trato. Mi hermano, era zurdo, y le obligaron a escribir con la derecha. Había una disciplina excesiva en mucha cosas. Te echaban enseguida si te ponías a protestarle a la maestra. Eso estaba bien, si ahora falta que le peguen a las maestras, que son un pobre obrero igual que nosotros.
Ahora, en cierto sentido, hay más nivel, ya que más muchachada estudió. Antes todos éramos todos tipos de sexto grado… ¡el que tenía sexto grado! Pero nadie te preguntaba que tenías. Te miraban como caminabas y te decían: “bueno, ponete acá”.
Mi viejo, hace muchos años, cuando vino de España, no tenía documento, ni pasaporte, solo el boleto del barco, nada más. ¡Y nadie te pedía documento! Resulta que un amigo lo llevó a trabajar a Pichincha y Garay, en una carpintería que era del ejercito. Le hicieron un interrogatorio y le dijeron “ah, pero usted no es argentino…bueno, no importa”. Ellos mismos le hicieron la Libreta de Enrolamiento. “Ejército argentino” decía en la tapa y abajo pusieron: “Como el solicitante no puede probar el lugar de su nacimiento se le pone de oficio”. Él vino en el año 1909, pero no era español mozo de café. Ellos en España  amansaban y vendían caballos, y acá de eso había mucho laburo. Había estancias con campos inmensos y doscientos caballos. Ellos los amansaban y los vendían.     Mis viejos estaban encantados con este país. Esto era mejor que en Alemania, España e Italia. El italiano acá era mayoría. Hay muchos en el barrio que son italianos y antes más. Tantos, que nosotros hablábamos medio tano. Al puerto iban los empleadores a buscar gente. Mi vieja del puerto fue a trabajar al Hospital Alemán. Y el que iba a buscar empleados se encargaba de conseguirte una pieza.
-¿Vos seguiste el oficio de tu padre?
-No. Mi hermano siguió el oficio de carpintero. Yo era muy tarambana, iba a dónde quería. Pero mis padres me dejaban hacer, estaba todo bien. Por mi cuenta me busque trabajo.
-¿Cómo empezó su vida laboral?
- Yo empecé a trabajar en la imprenta porque tuve suerte…No me acuerdo el año en que empecé. ´50, por ahí… ni me acuerdo, tenía 14 años, que ya había terminado la escuela. Mi vieja quería que siga estudiando. Tenía que ir de noche a estudiar dibujo técnico, de planos de máquina,  para ir a laburar con mi viejo. Un día mi cuñada me dice “mi amigo necesita un pibe para la imprenta” y le dije “mañana voy yo”. Fui al otro día, entré y seguí la carrera. Trabajaba en la máquina de imprimir, ponía pliegues. A medida que fui trabajando fui aprendiendo el oficio. No eran muy exigentes. Una vuelta vino un inspector al laburo, hacía años que estaba ahí, y preguntaron si tenía documento. Yo no tenía. Entonces me obligaron a ir a sacar el documento y a Salud Pública, que te daban un certificado de que no tenías ninguna enfermedad. Pero era lindo, porque era la primera vez que me hacía un chequeo completo. Tenías que estar sano, sino no te dejaban trabajar. 
-¿Pero había una diferencia entre el que terminaba la escuela y el que no? 
-Sí, había. El que terminaba la escuela entraba de perito mercantil, yo entre de gráfico, impresor, pero en el taller. Pero eso no privaba que después llegaras a alto nivel. Si te veían moverte y funcionabas… Yo era “technical manager” del Buenos Aires Herald. Aprendí ingles ahí, porque nunca había estudiado, me las arregle como pude. No me preguntaron si sabía. El único prejuicio que tenían era que como yo tengo un nombre alemán, ellos no o ponían, porque era un diario inglés.                                                En ingles había cinco o seis diarios, en alemán había cuatro y en italiano ni hablar, muchos. Buenos Aires era la ciudad que más diarios, revistas y libros vendía, grandes consumidores de libros y esto aflojó ahora. La calle Corrientes tenía una librería al lado de la otra y el vendedor no era, como ahora, un tipo que vende libros, era un tipo que te podía recomendar algún libro, que tenía vocación. Legamos a ir a reunirnos en las librerías, hoy día no se lee tanto…
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-¿Usted cree que la tecnología ayudo a que no se lea tanto?
-No, no. Las costumbres cambian. Antes se leía mucho extranjero, Sartre, Camus, los existencialistas. Y había nacionales también. 
-¿Qué empezó haciendo en el taller?
-Armaba la página. Ponía el título, la volanta, sacaba lo que sobraba… pero los laburos eran más fáciles. Te ibas poniendo canchero.  Después ya ni contaba las líneas, porque más o menos, a ojo, calculaba. 
Después entre de tipógrafo en Alea, que era un taller de Perón. Me acuerdo cuando entré, le hable al gerente, Novoa. “¿Qué clase de tipógrafo sos?” me dice. Y le digo “Me prueba y me ve”. “Está bien, vení mañana a las siete”. A las siete de la mañana… y le digo “¿no puede ser a la tarde?”. “¡Empieza mal pibe! Está bien… ¡Vení a la tarde!”. Era otro mundo.
Nos cuenta, entre risas, como fue que conoció a Perón en el taller de Alea. “…era uno de los dueños del taller. Me acuerdo cuando lo conocí por primera vez, estaba pelado todavía, porque me habían pelado antes de largarme en el ejército. Siento unos gritos… yo estaba en la mesa laburando. “¿Cómo va ese trabajo? ¿Usted es soldado?” me dice. Le digo “No, mi General, ya me largaron”. “¡¿Cómo ``lo largaron´´?! ¡Le dieron la baja!”. Conocí a Evita también. Yo iba a la joyería Ricciardi a entregar unos trabajos y la veía a veces en la mesa atendida por los empleados. Una linda mujer era, pero no tan simpática como Perón. Yo no era peronista, ojo, pero te hablaba dos minutos y ya te llevabas bien. Muy vivo.”
-¿Y en Clarín, como empezó?
-Yo conocí a un jefe en Clarín, Mario Pegol, que había trabajado de chico con migo. Y me faltaban varios requisitos, entonces le dije a Mario: “vos me ofreces el laburo, pero yo no puedo entrar acá”. Y él me dijo: “no te hagas problema” y fue y le dijo a alguien de Personal “hacele una ficha a este, que entra mañana”. Y ahí entre.
-¿Qué trabajo hacías en el diario?
-Tipógrafo. Ya estaba canchero, había días que me “daba careta”, tres horas estaba y me rajaba. Pero Clarín pagaba muy bien. Yo hacía mis cinco páginas, como siempre. Si salía el diario grande, yo cobraba horas extra. Vos ligabas por mes una buena cantidad de horas de más. Tenían un sistema, que era como el de los grandes diarios de Estados Unidos, se arma acá y mandan las páginas a otro lado. Entonces a la misma hora en que sale en Buenos Aires, sale en La Pampa, en Santa Fe, en Entre Rios. Llego a tirar un millón de ejemplares, en los diversos talleres de impresión que tenía.
Los últimos mates iban pasando. Solo una pregunta faltaba: ¿Qué significo para Pubi trabajar? La respuesta fue contundente: “La libertad total. Entre en la imprenta y no me fui más”. La charla llego a su fin, Pubi tomó el ultimo mate de la ronda. Su semblante expresaba felicidad, la misma felicidad con la que nosotros lo despedimos. Y emprendió camino hacia su casa, junto a su perro.
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How a NYPD crew saved one of their own from Sandy's deadly surge
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How a NYPD crew saved one of their own from Sandy's deadly surge
His house was filling with water. His pregnant wife was taking shelter in an upstairs bathroom, not far from where his 2-year-old son was sound asleep.
Outside, his neighbors’ homes were being torn from their foundations.
NYPD Detective Paul Zito figured his was next.
Zito and his family were trapped Oct. 29, 2012, on Yetman Ave. in Tottenville just a few hundred feet from the Raritan Bay on Staten Island’s southern shore.
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But he had his police radio, and he called for help.
The voice that answered was one he’d known for decades.
NYPD Officer Daniel Ricciardi (pictured) led a team that saved his childhood friend, Paul Zito, and Zito’s family during Hurricane Sandy in October 2012.
(Courtesy of Daniel Ricciardi)
“Z, is that you?”
That response came from Officer Daniel Ricciardi — Zito’s childhood friend and neighbor growing up.
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Ricciardi was part of a team of cops in the 123rd Precinct responding to calls for help during Hurricane Sandy.
“Danny, I’m stuck!” Zito remembered calling back. “I can’t get out!”
“We’re coming for ya!” Ricciardi said.
What followed would seem unlikely — even by Hollywood standards.
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Ricciardi and a group of cops, led by Inspector Robert Bocchino, then a captain and the precinct commander, formed a human chain, using floating debris and rooftops as platforms to save Zito, his wife and their boy.
“We were on top of refrigerators. We were on top of fences that were drifting on the water; there were roofs and everything,” said Ricciardi, now 45 and retired. “Whatever we could use as leverage that would help us float.”
Zito, who’s 46 and also retired, said he was lulled into a false sense of security a year earlier by Hurricane Irene, which dumped 4 feet of water into his basement but didn’t cause the damage that meteorologists predicted.
Sandy, however, lived up to its apocalyptic expectations.
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“I was looking at my neighbor’s house, and all of a sudden, you hear a big blast,” he said. “One of my neighbors’ houses had detached and rammed into another house.”
Furniture, cars and restaurant equipment started floating by.
Photo taken by Paul Zito showing the destruction on his block after Sandy hit in 2012.
(Paul Zito)
He’d learn the next day that two of his neighbors — George Dresch, 55, and Dresch’s 13-year-old daughter Angela — died when their house gave out beneath them.
“The houses started coming apart,” he recalled. “Another house came apart and took out the railings in front of my house.”
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He could see neighbors frantically waving flashlights through windows to signal for help.
He remembers his wife, Michelle, then seven months pregnant, asking: “Are we gonna survive this?”
Then his house began to shake as storm water started filling his first floor.
“I said, ‘This is it. This is where the house is gonna come apart,’” Zito said. Then he picked up his police radio.
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Photo taken by Paul Zito showing the destruction on his block after Sandy hit in 2012.
(Paul Zito)
“When they got to me, the captain, they had to get out and swim to me to make a chain to my house,” Zito said. He handed his son, Paulie, to Ricciardi, and said, “Guys, don’t lose him!”
He grabbed his wife and followed.
“They were holding on to refrigerators, and the house that was in the middle of the street, and another house that was off to the side blocking me,” Zito said.
Slowly, carefully, they brought the Zitos to a van and led them to safety. After the storm surge subsided, Zito returned for his K-9 partner, Taz.
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Ricciardi and his team are credited with saving about 30 lives, but the officer didn’t come out unscathed. Debris struck him as he struggled through the storm water, injuring his back and causing nerve damage in his leg.
Similar NYPD and FDNY rescues played out across the city.
The 30 members of the borough’s Emergency Service Unit rescued nearly 400 people over a 12-hour stretch at the peak of the storm, commandeering rubber boats because police-issued metal vessels couldn’t pass through electrified water.
Still, some officers in the 122nd Precinct made the decision to wade through the rushing water despite the risk of electrocution.
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The Zitos recognize their own story could easily have ended in tragedy as well.
(Kevin C Downs/For New York Daily News)
Two cops rescued six people from Midland Beach, then pulled a family from an overturned car. An auxiliary lieutenant disappeared near Roma Ave. at New Dorp Lane, only to re-emerge with rescued children in his arms. Not far away, officers tried desperately to save one of their own, off-duty cop Artur Kasprzak, 28, who died in the basement of his home after shepherding his family to safety upstairs.
Zito — whose wife gave birth to a second son, Joseph, two months after the storm — recognizes that his own story could easily have ended in tragedy as well.
“The cop that passed away, and (Dresch’s) family that passed away? And somehow, I escaped something like this?” he said, clearly aware of his good fortune.
Ricciardi said a group of firefighters had tried, unsuccessfully, to get down Zito’s street earlier in the surge, and they warned that his attempt could be suicidal.
“I said, ‘We’re not turning back,’ because it was personal for me. I’ve known him my whole life,” he said. “My whole focus was to get him. Once I knew he needed help, I wasn’t gonna stop until he was out of there.”
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liber-what-ia · 4 months
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Brainrot, yet again.
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liber-what-ia · 5 months
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A volte, anch'io scrivo cose nsfw. I risultati sono opinabili, ma meglio di niente (?)
(For my Italian mutuals, don't ever mind me.)
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liber-what-ia · 8 months
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New story!
So, I might have finally translated my detective story into English. I take no responsibility for how that turned out, but I had a lot of fun :')
It can be read as an original story, so... Enjoy, I guess?
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deeisace · 1 year
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So "Inspector Ricciardi" has been enough to distract me and to keep me awake long enough to take my meds, which I didn't last night
There's still over an hour left, I'm so used to shows that are like 42 minutes long, this one is an hour 49
Anyway it's really good and I can't look it up for gifsets if there are any cs I've only seen the first episode and not-even-half and I don't want spoilers
But like basically Ricciardi (the police inspector who can see ghosts) is in love with his neighbour across the street, and they all the time like look out of the window at each other (her while she's sewing, and him being all brooding noir-y, obvs, cs it's 1930s Napoli, he's a police detective, what else are you gonna do) but they've never spoke to each other before
Anyway in this episode she gets called into the station cs she's sorta a witness to a crime, and Maione shows her in to Ricciardi's office
And they just stop. And stare at each other. For ages.
And Maione's all like ?????? So you want to come and sit down so the inspector can ask you questions?
They sit down both exactly mirroring each other all like o.o o.o
And the inspector does not ask questions
He just continues staring
So Maione's still like ????? So,,, are you (name, address)? Did you know (name of victim)?
And she's answering to Maione who's stood behind her and obviously not used to asking the questions, cs he was only sposed to show her in and now his boss is being weird, and Ricciardi is still staring, and there's silly little strings music over the top, it's making me laugh
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deeisace · 1 year
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I don't really have the headspace for Inspector Ricciardi rn but I need to think about something else than uh my original thoughts and also blood test stuff so guess I'm relearning more Italian tonight huh
Maybe watching Leverage and knitting would be easier but :/ that requires digging in cupboards and I can't be arsed
Oh, food, food first, let's do that
And a drink, I've had a headache for like the past two weeks it feels like
Maybe I can find my DPNs while food does
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deeisace · 1 year
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:( rai play doesn't believe me when my vpn tells it i'm in italy so i can't watch inspector ricciardi series 2
i have looked other places, obviously, but nowhere seems to have it, or didn't last week
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