Eleonora Sottili Eleonora Sottili

There’s a great future in plastics

  • (Il futuro è nella plastica)
  • pages: 180 - 14x20
  • published: 01/03/2010
Eleonora Sottili Eleonora Sottili


“Adventures and misadventures of a postmodern graduate in
search of his place in the world. A very nice first novel, by an author who has things to say and knows how to do it”. marie claire

“Eleonora Sottili gives voice to that stage of life when you have
to decide what to do and everyone commends you to be sensible while you have something else in mind, even if you don’t know how to explain what it is”. La Repubblica delle Donne

Arturo is thirty and has a piece of plastic in his heart, a small,
tangible diaphragm between himself and reality. He’s a psychology graduate but works for the same insurance company as his father. He lives with Giulia, a tranquil girl who’d like to marry him, and he shares his dreams with Sebastiano, an old friend and accomplice in improbable projects. When Arturo’s father dies he inherits his position in the office, but he can neither mourn nor handle the job. He’s a Graduate without Mrs. Robinson, immobile by the pool contemplating the surreal promises of a future of plastic and policies. He does have a camera however, and starting with his father’s funeral he begins to divide reality into shots and poses, to break down and recompose, to join the dots between people and things. Taking advantage of his job he visits his clients at home and, when nobody’s looking, steals some objects which he then leaves at the next client’s house.
In this way he builds up an apparently random itinerary which
ends up being the improbable road towards the realisation of
dreams and pain.

All I actually had to do was slide my hand through the handle, pull it towards me, then once the door was open let one foot out after the other. But I looked at my feet and they wouldn’t move. I wasn’t even absolutely sure any longer  whether they were my feet at all. As if someone had passed by and left a pair of shiny shoes for special occasions in my car and now I didn’t really know what to do with them”.