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  1. 6 days ago · That’s the central question of The Singularity, Buzzati’s short novel about the pursuit of artificial intelligence. Writing from twentieth century Italy, Buzzati is frequently compared to Kafka, Borges, and Calvino.

  2. 6 days ago · "Il Visitatore del Mattino," or "The Morning Visitor" in English, is a 1963 painting by Italian surrealist and writer Dino Buzzati. The painting, which is split into eight smaller paintings comprising a continuous narrative, depicts the story of a young woman named Daniela who wakes up in the morning and is cleaning her house when an intruder, depicted as a surreal spiky shape, enters her house.

  3. 2 days ago · Cleveland Review of Books: The Size of Life: On Dino Buzzati’s “The Singularity” – In his pioneering work of Italian science fiction, The Singularity, Ben Cosman discovers the novelist, short story writer, painter and poet Dino Buzzati-Traverso (1906-1972) makes a case for the necessary limitations of the “wretched flesh” in which ...

  4. I love Buzzati but it is true he isnt translated in English a lot (I have read his work in French translation). I haven’t read un caso clinico but if you can get your hands on his short stories, I would really recommend them, especially Restless nights and the K.

  5. 6 days ago · At the beginning of Dino Buzzati’s The Singularity, Ermanno Ismani, an unassuming university professor, is summoned by the minister of defense to accept a two-year, top-secret mission at a mysterious research center, isolated from the world among forests, plunging cliffs, and high mountains.

  6. 1 day ago · Dino Buzzati. Editore. Casa editrice. Mondadori. L'ufficiale Giovanni Drogo, appena ventenne, prende servizio alla Fortezza Bastiani, ultimo avamposto ai confini settentrionali del regno, che domina un desolato deserto dal quale dovrebbe arrivare un improbabile invasione nemica.

  7. 6 days ago · The Size of Life: On Dino Buzzati’s “The Singularity” Buzzati makes a case for the necessary limitations of the “wretched flesh” in which we experience life, experience that cannot be reduced to the digital binary—singular experience.