It's the true story of Europe's deadliest killer - Julian Sinanaj, born on February 17, 1983 inAlbania of the dictator Enver hoxha.
A story rebuilt with humanity, from Andrea Galli (1974), chronicler of the "Corriere della Sera" and author of "Mafia hunters" & "The patriarch (Rizzoli)"; "Carabinieri for freedom" & "From the Church" (Mondadori).
They are pages that make the same noise of pure nitroglycerin and TNT, those of "Sicario - How yes
become a Killer ", exactly like the one used by the criminal gangs of Thessaloniki and Vlora. Pages that become morgue and smell of corpses, removing the air - as only memories - can do. Pages that intertwine between a bildungsroman and true crime, giving us back the true story of a man programmed to kill, of a soul "forced to terrorize in order not to succumb to terror"
It is Albania in the 90s, the relentless descent into civil war. Years when greetings are goodbyes. Years in which migrants die in crossings, crack with thirst and hunger or are thrown overboard because the boat is too loaded. Years in which as a clandestine, or you learn the art of survival, or you become meat for slaughter. That land forgotten by all, loses its youth day after day. People are desperate and willing to do anything to abandon the hell in which they live. It is the common destiny of many families, of many neighborhoods, of many cities.
Julian, learn as a child to sow others and keep secrets inside. Outline faces without mouths.
Both mouths are not needed. Everything is rationed, even to speak, even milk to feed them. To keep silent is
a weapon of survival. The only one available.
Julian and his older sister do not have toys, like most of the local children, but they are lucky not to have been born monsters, because in Elbasan - the monster (Kombinati Metalurgjik) - gives birth to monsters, and the fruits of the earth are sick even before being born.
It is the story of a boy who does not want to leave his mother, does not want to leave his city, and that day of departure, he wanted to take out the pieces of the kite, assemble them, free that sheet of blue paper in the air and chase it up to to get lost. And if he got lost, perhaps he would be saved, he would find himself, perhaps ...
While in Italy refugees disembark and are transferred to the Apulian stadiums, on the border with Greece, they capture and rape women: grandmothers, mothers, daughters. Ethnic cleansing is underway against hated Albanians.
And they don't shoot, because shooting involves the mandatory report, it folds over the knives. Sometimes they scar, sometimes they sink into the bodies. Julian will walk for nine days and eight nights on the Greek hills, with his kite pieces closed in a backpack. At just thirteen, he saw people dying in the streets of Elbasan, he saw rifle shots fired point-blank, pieces of corpses on the paths of the mountains of Greece, on the ground for days.
Julian, at only thirteen, has already learned to manage fear in order not to get sick of terror, he has already learned to control and release the anger that flows inside him. She has already understood that she is the animal that will protect him, thus becoming a man capable of nurturing affections but much less of showing them, first an unnamed clandestine who lands in the streets of Thessaloniki, then a non-killer killer - but a perfect performer, with its debut in the Greek city where the Russian mafia sees everything and knows everything. A true soldier, faithful and disciplined in the "arts of wars" who will only ask to meet his mother and a book from which he is obsessed: Anna Karenina. Perhaps because "every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way" perhaps because eternal was the expectation of happiness that had not been given to him and that could not have been possible for him. Perhaps because "it is not true that we are all equal, not even in the face of death".
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