The Facts behind the Interview

First of all let’s be clear on one point: My mother’s name is LIDIA, not Livia!

If you look carefully on the page (the first of a 3 page interview I could not upload in full for copyrights issues) you’ll find the error…or I would say the (H)orror!!

I have two reasons for being ever so slightly upset about this: #1 I adore my mum and to see her “identity” being mistaken for a different one is just as bad as a stroke… Mother! Oh Mother, I am determined to set things right again and excise the wrong done to you!  #2 …well, some people will know it already… although Livia could be, under certain circumstances a nice name, right now I can only think of one, and one thing only when I hear it… and I really despise the thought!

Carrying on with interview…

They have been more or less accurate with what I really told them…so I can’t really complain… some details are wrong, but over all it’s all right!!

What is funny to share is “how” the interview was arranged!

First it was for bloody free! Yes, I didn’t even get a penny for it! Tough luck, at least I get publicity… I’m not attached to money, even though it’s my first point!

Secondly, it was on the phone…

A couple of days before the interview, a foreign voice told me she was from the RAI Press Office and that she was to arrange an interview with me over the phone for the Italian TV Magazine Tele+. I honestly thought it was a joke, because she just didn’t sound reliable… I’m sorry, but she had a surreal accent, I couldn’t place it anywhere… To understand my strong doubt, you have to know a premise; I have an uncle inclined to ribbing people, mercilessly! He targets family and friends, sometimes even strangers…no distinctions, putting on a blank face you would never doubt, sometimes he’d disguise his own voice so well on the phone, and he tricks you in his jokes, bullshitting you about everything! So, mindful of that, alerted by what I recognize as an early age trauma, I instinctively and instantly turned suspicious to the alleged “journalist”… as you can imagine!

But no, it was all true. The interview was to take place in the following days whenever I felt in my best disposition, as they said! Check you  out!!

They tried to trick me a couple of times, investigating my private life, of course; wanting to know my boyfriend’s name, how we met, how long we’ve been together, where he’s from, what he’s like, what he does in life, what our relationship is like… I thought the interview was about me……. bhà?? …”Would you like to know his phone number and bank details, while we’re at it??” I wanted to ask them… but I limited myself to a polite “I’d like to keep this matter private, please!” (with a big smile on my face, they can’t see me, but tehy’ll feel it!!!) 

Finally they wanted to know what my biggest ambition is…. well, I gave a boring answer: “To see how far I can go, and to be able to work and live as actress for the rest of my days” …It was too philosophical…it was never published!!