I met Elisabetta Gardini at the end of the last century, when on behalf of the
Province of Catania I wrote the texts of my innovative Street Theater which was The Week of the Baroque in Militello. In practice, for a week the celebrations were staged for the pride of the prince don Francesco
Branciforti, feudal lord of the early seventeenth century - with the related tournaments, parades, games of fire, live chess games, dinners era ... -
The show proposed the reconstruction of a Universe capable of influencing modern minds. It was, therefore, a good opportunity to admire the powerful performance of Elisabetta Gardini, whose voice, without suffering any disregard, rose to the buzz of thousands of spectators, silencing and enchanting everyone - once even came to act, followed by everyone, with the microphony broken -.
Gardini, therefore, used the diaphragm as he had learned in the school of Vittorio Gassman. In other words, there was in her a kind of actorial titanism that can also be mistaken for a matter's narcissism.
In any case, she represents the exact opposite of the queen of the rubbish television, Maria De Filippi, who reduces herself into the cage of the funeral mass of italian people.