A poem breaks the silence, is that of John Clare from the early 19th century: I’Am. Then we see a fatigued man trudging through the ruins of a desolate environment. He is visibly exhausted, dirty in the face and carries a travel bag with him, in which he carries survival items. During his walk, he notices in the distance the presence of another man who, unbelievable, is about himself, the same man of many years ago, well-groomed and determined to look at his battered alter ego in front of he. The other self grips the handle of a black briefcase with one hand. Thus begins the video clip by Adamo Mastrangelo, for the music of Stefano Panunzi, on the notes of his latest “I am!”, Taken from the direct album Beyond the Illusion.
The curiosity of man does not ignore the amazement and fear of such an unusual event, we would say impossible. Thus begins a pursuit, better to venture above all, in the frantic search for one’s self, fueled perhaps by an illusion but so vivid and real as to set the viewer on a journey while waiting to know the end of this brief interior.
The slow-motion images of the character consumed by time and suffering alternate with clear and fast images of the same man of the past, in a slow and exhausting chase where the long-range shots describe a character completely helpless with respect to the environment he lives, almost apocalyptic and funereal. But the turning point occurs when all of a sudden, exhausted by that frantic race, the character finds that black suitcase in the distance, abandoned on a heap of sand. The man cannot pull back and therefore opens the briefcase, where his objects of the past are loaded with memories next to a mirror in which he will see his reflected image, perhaps the first time in many years.
The screenplay, written by the same, goes deep into John Clare’s poetry and builds a video-paraphrase, where the dialogue between awareness and unawareness, between past and present, between confusion and order, trace an analysis of the human being in the its most ancestral features. The end of the video clip is the transfiguration of Clare’s poetry in its last lines: “I am looking for scenarios that have never been a man’s footprint for a place where a woman has never cried or smiled, to dwell with my Creator”.