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Ciao Amore Ciao by Sandro Martini

Ciao Amore Ciao

by Sandro Martini


Italy’s buried wartime secrets lead to shocking violence in this labyrinthine historical mystery.

Martini’s novel, based on a real incident, centers around a July 1945 massacre in which left-wing partisans murdered a group of alleged Fascists imprisoned in the town of Schio in northeastern Italy. At the story’s heart is a memoir recounting the investigation of the crime by Lieutenant John Casanova of the United States Army, who combs through possible motives that might include revenge for Fascist atrocities, personal vendettas, and a communist plot to start an insurrection. His sleuthing unearths murky relationships between partisan leader Giulio Moro, pro-Fascist businessman Ettore Godin (who was shot but survived), and Renzo Balbo, the partisan who Godin says shot him. Casanova, an Italian-American who despises Italy, probes disdainfully into the corruption and violence but eventually stoops to unconscionable methods—think beatings and cockroaches—in his quest for answers. The novel then shifts to Balbo’s account of the Italian Army’s disastrous retreat from Stalingrad in January of 1943, an ordeal of frostbite, carnage, cannibalism, and betrayal that he endured with Moro and Godin. Framing the novel is the present-day narrative of Alessandro Lago, an Italian journalist who discovers among his dying father’s papers a photograph of Balbo, Moro, and Godin on the Russian Front alongside his uncle Alessandro; the picture entangles him with a mysterious woman who leads him to Casanova’s and Balbo’s writings and neo-Fascist politics. Martini writes in three distinctive registers, switching between Lago’s moody, atmospheric meditation on blighted lives, Casanova’s noirlikedetective story, and Balbo’s grisly, surreal war epic. (“[A] mortar [shell] land[ed] not twenty meters from me, hitting a sled full of injured men and I could see parts of them, pieces of their bodies fully formed cartwheel into the air…I felt that wave of bone and meat rip into my face like shrapnel.”) Martini’s storytelling is vivid and gripping, and his writing reads like lean, muscular poetry. The result is a terrific read with real psychological depth beneath the hard-bitten prose.

A gripping saga that roots excruciating betrayals in a nation’s tragic history.