Forcella is stabbed into the deepest guts of Naples. It's the oldest and small neighbourhood of the city, known as the home to the most violent and fierce mafia gangs. In Forcella time is suspended, frozen in a undefined era that holds the breath from postwar to the Eighties; modernity and globalisation didn’t make their way through the daily life of common peolple. Forgotten by the institutions, abandoned to the casualness, cursed forever by the 1980's earthquake, Focella is also a place where citizens follow ancient rites of friendship and politeness. Forcella seems like the archetype of the whole city of Naples. We started from this area to continue our exploration to other districts we felt had a similar atmosphere, like the Quartieri Spagnoli, Sanità, and the city beaches of the Caracciolo broad walk.
Places where poverty is the queen and camorra the king.
"I have realised this: Neapolitans are today a big tribe who, instead of living in the desert or in the savannah, (...) live in the belly of a great port city. This tribe has decided (...) to die out, by rejecting the new power, that is, what we call history or modernity. (This rejection) give a profound melancholy, like all tragedies that take place slowly (...). Neapolitans have decided to die out, by remaining until the very end who they are, that is unreachable, irreducible, and incorruptible." — Pier Paolo Pasolini