Editorial Reviews. From Publishers Weekly. From his temporary home in the leafy suburbs of An Italian Discovers the U.S. by [Severgnini, Beppe] . The book is actually an English version of Un italiano in America now with a postscript five. : An Italian in America (): Beppe Severgnini: Books. Un Italiano in America (Italian Edition) Paperback. out of 5 stars 4. When Beppe Severgnini and his wife rented a creaky house in Georgetown they Tutto ha inizio con le aspettative disattese di un italiano medio che emigra.
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Writing a book in the nineties about technology-obsessed Americans is going to get dated quick. Una faccenda deliziosamente rilassante.
Italians will italiabo it funny that Americans keep their buildings as cold as a refrigerator in the summer, and that Italians like to complain about it.
I resisted the urge to make these edits myself, though. Write a customer review. Generally, these are muscular young black men who arrive clinging onto the decrepit garage truck that pumps out earsplitting rap music.
Ciao, America!: An Italian Discovers the U.S.
There are many references to other travelers who have written about staying in America and the Americans. Succumbing to his surroundings day by day, he and his wife find themselves developing a taste for Klondike bars and Samuel Adams beer, and even that most peculiar of American institutions — the pancake house.
The arbiters of our fate are the operatives of the sanitation department. Jun 04, Christy rated it liked it. The Masses are one example of where I think he extrapolated too far. The more I’ve traveled, the more I’ve realized we’re all human and we’re all basically the same yeah, yeah, nothing new there. I really liked sfvergnini book. The author pales in comparison to Bill Bryson. There was a problem filtering reviews right now. Amazon Rapids Fun zmerica for kids on the go.
Convinced that you are being deprived of something that you are entitled to, he sorts out the problem personally. All good Southerners are taught modesty from the cradle.
Ciao, America!: An Italian Discovers the U.S. by Beppe Severgnini
Dopo due settimane di gelo in pieno luglio, posso confermare le parole di Severgnini riguardanti la tendenza maniacale abbastanza angosciante di vivere con il condizionatore costantemente acceso. Each chapter represents a month. By the end of his visit, Severgnini has come to grips with life in these United States — and written a charming, laugh-out-loud tribute.
Ti aiuta a guardare dentro. If you arrive in Washington in August, there’s only one thing to do.
I loved the observations that Severgnini made of Americans and believe that, for the most part, he did a good job to keep from making aevergnini generalizations. The book is a classic example of someone from another culture entering a foreign country and providing keen insight into both his native and host cultures.
But through this loose method, I have read two books that have similar tales but opposing narratives. What’s with all the options?
There were several times that I laughed out severgninni at the way he phrases things, such as this story about garbage day in Georgetown: Oct 11, Gospodyina rated it really liked it Shelves: Crossing Rome streets held no fear for me – the American SUV driver yields to no one, never mind a pedestrian! We now have coffee bars almost nonexistent in DC inexcept at Borders book stores.
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My biggest complaint with this book is the title– An Italian Discovers Georgetown might be better, as the book very rarely ventures outside that neighborhood and the bizarre idiosyncrasies of Washingtonian life. Amazon Second Chance Pass it on, trade it in, give it a second life.
Because, being used to italaino Italian kind, we feel like a bullfighter facing a milk cow. I have since read just about every book he has written and strongly encourage anyone who loves humor to do the same.
But if you can get over that like I did, it’s a fun read. I was reminded of I’m A Stranger Here Myself by Bill Bryson, which is an awesome book and provided lots of laughs and witty observations about American culture from an outsider.
Merito dei numerosi stereotipi ormai diffusissimi? Why do Americans insist on this endless charade?