From Gelli to Meloni, everything is held. “Report” is better than Netflix

From Licio Gelli to Giorgia Meloni, the novel of massacres. The British have had Ian Fleming and James Bond, John le Carré and Graham Greene, we have “Report” and Sigfrido Ranucci on Rai 3, the fantastic visual machine, the fairy-tale, inexhaustible dispenser of images and words: that the new Rai does not have you touch them. Woe to her. And we mean it seriously. “Report” is not touched! Monday evening for over an hour, in front of the television screen, on the sofa, instead of watching “The diplomat” on Netflix, we were enchanted in front of a work that should be reviewed by Mariarosa Mancuso or Paolo Mereghetti: collusions between the mafia, politics, the carabinieri, terrorism, freemasonry, the Italian and American secret services floated like gas (or ping pong balls) on the walls, armchairs, carpet and coffee table in the living room.