Volume 13, Number 6 · October 9, 1969
Dangerous Acquaintances
By Luigi Barzini
Salt in the Wound
by Leonardo Sciascia, translated by Judith Green
Orion, 212 pp., $6.00
The Man Who Plays Alone
by Danilo Dolci, translated by Antonia Cowan
Pantheon, 367 pp., $7.95
A Passion for Sicilians: The World Around Danilo Dolci
by Jerre Mangione
Morrow, 372 pp., $7.50
There is no doubt in my mind that one of the few living Italian novelists of the first rank writing today, perhaps the best of all, is the Sicilian Leonardo Sciascia. This statement is not so bold as it sounds. The competition has lately become weak and scarce. Most well-known contemporary Italian novelists have stopped writing serious books for a variety of reasons: some are dead (like Pavese and the other two Sicilians, Vittorini and Tomasi di Lampedusa); some alive but resting on their oars (like Silone, Moravia, Soldati, and Carlo Levi); or some (like Pasolini) find the movies a more rewarding and less Procustean field of activity.
Review, 7050 words
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