In 1975 on a scrappy patch of coast a short drive from Rome, Pier Paolo Pasolini was bludgeoned to death – the gory climax to a raging, passionate career of film and poetry. Olivia Laing’s new fever-dream of a novel traces the high-strung build-up to that murder, amid the pressure cooker of Italy’s anni di piombo, an era of political and social turmoil,hellip;

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