IL GIORNO IN Più. PRESENTAZIONE IN INGLESE: “And now, are you looking for the perfect man?” “I should hope not… you know, I think the perfect man would understandably be looking for the perfect woman. I wouldn’t stand a chance.” “What are you looking for, then?” “I don’t know. Maybe nothing, maybe everything. Perhaps now, rather than looking for something, I want to enjoy what happens, what life gives me. I love playing. Being free. In New York I have a job I like and that I landed all by myself. I’m happy and proud of myself even when I’m buying groceries and pushing the cart. If I feel like it, I go out at night, otherwise I stay in to read a book, or watch a movie, or cook something good for myself, or for my friends. Sometimes I set the table and I eat there, other times I sit on the floor, with my back against the couch. I open a bottle of wine even if I’m by myself. I don’t have to argue with anyone. I’m independent. I would defend this situation with all my strength. Always. And yet, sometimes I, too, feel like a hug, like I need to surrender and lose myself in a man’s arms. A hug that makes me feel protected even though I can protect myself. I’m perfectly capable of doing everything I need to do, but sometimes I’d like to pretend I can’t do it, just to have the pleasure of having someone else do them for me. It’s a feeling. But I don’t want to be with a man for this reason. I can’t compromise, and I can’t give up everything I have, my freedom, just for a hug that, after a few years have gone by, isn’t even there anymore. I woke up late. I haven’t had many men. I’ve always had a boyfriend and I’ve always been faithful. I’ve been with the same people for years; in the end I can count them on one hand. My niece is nineteen and she’s already had more than I. I’ve never managed to open up and be with a man without loving him, or without him being my boyfriend.” “You’ve lived in the opposite way I have. Very few love stories and many affairs. In order to be happy with a woman I need exactly the opposite: the less I feel tied to her, the better I feel. But then, what would you like to find in a man?” “How am I supposed to know? … I’d like a man who makes me feel good. A man who sits next to me when I’m at the movies, or on the bus. I’d like to find a person with whom I can share the journey. It doesn’t necessarily have to be a marriage, with kids, etc. But he shouldn’t be one of those men who get scared if you mention a plan for more than two days, either. Once, last June, I asked a guy I was with what we were doing for our August vacation. He got so upset that for the next two days he lost his tongue, and then he started saying that we needed to talk, and that maybe the following August he’d prefer to be alone. I’m not looking for a family, but I don’t want someone with whom I cannot even plan a vacation, either. I’m tired of men-children. I’m too old to pretend I’m still young, and too young to behave like an old lady. I want someone I like and I want to be able to tell him I like him without him freaking out, without him making me feel like I’m suffocating him. I want a man that would calmly come looking for me even when I am not looking for him. Like the way you did, coming here. And then, most of all, I want a man who is there.” “What do you mean?” “I know what I mean, even though I can’t quite explain it. A man who’s there. It’s all in the gaze. A look that’s behind everything. A way of looking in silence, which means everything to me. It shows he’s there.”
Posted on: Thu, 13 Mar 2014 17:42:31 +0000
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