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By Marco Giusti
July 31, 2017
Italian film and cinema Stracultist loses Nicola Di
Gioia, 73, born in Andria but immediately transferred to Rome, stuntman, actor,
organizer, historical catch-monsters for Fellini, a fundamental presence and
tireless in an unspecified number of films of every type. Peplums like Pontius
Pilate and Romulus and Remo, comedies like 002 Secret Agents, westerns like
Poker With Pistols and Death Walks in Laredo, Merola movies like Your Life For
My Son, Buddy-movie Like Banana Joe, Yellow, Historic. Not everyone remembers.
Occasionally a new title emerged, like Accattone. For
Dino Risi, Nicola was tout court in the cinema. For Carlo Verdone, who acted as
an actor on several occasions, Nicola had "the most horrified voice in Italian
cinema". His voice, so pungent, so peculiar, so "shaken up" had
given him a kind of new vitality in the recent comedy, from Verdone to Giovanni
Veronesi to Paolino Ruffini, who wanted him as Darth Vader in Everything Very
Beautiful. For me it was not just a brother of adventures, but the key to
looking for characters and actors who, like him, had appeared in films.
I met him for the first time on TV on Orgoglio Coatto
where he played the role of recruiter for me and Carlo Verdone. He had filled
the Theater of Victories of Presence really frightening. From there it had
become a key element of Stracult. And if I think about Stracult, I think of
myself and Nick going around Italy looking for great features of the 1960s and
1970s like Ennio Antonelli, Horse Fever Manzotin, Nino Terzo, Tartaglione d '
Italy, by Osiride Pevarello, who turned 90 in motion with a watermelon of
mysterious actors like Ken Clark. Or looking for stuntmen like Mario Novelli or
Gilberto Galimberti, who had just disappeared.
Or of old bad actors like Max Turilli, who opened the
door to a sort of hell where he lived. Nick did not stop at anything and could
find anyone. He knew Italian cinema, his sets, his absurd geographies as very
few others in the world. There was no Roman road that he did not know and where
he did not shoot. If he appeared on a set they knew each other.
When we went looking for old actors and stuntmen of Spaghetti
westerns, they came to mythological characters never seen before by anybody,
like Angelo Susani called "Ciuffo", a tripartite trio of Livio
Lorenzon who had moved from Mongolian roles to peplum to those as a Mexican.
Forgotten filmmakers like Franco Lattanzi, who while
filming a film for a producer, simultaneously turned another with the same set
for himself. Nicola had opened the door to an incredible movie far far from the
official one, even though he had long since snatched that too. For Mario
Monicelli he was an old-fashioned researcher, although many did not hold the
second recall on the set. Also for Dino Risi had built the minor cast of Dago
If you knew him, as it happened to me and Verdone, it was
impossible to do it. He knew best of all Federico Fellini, who had given him a
hand for the most absurd casts, recruiting dwarves for Ginger and Fred, the
chubby, the gay, the Chinese. Nick still had the notebook where he had divided
the Roman extras and the attractions, including the dwarves, he was in the
early days, including a couple of Lilliputians, very rare.
The dwarves also served him for the set of a dream of a
mid-summer motley by Michael Hoffman. The Chinese filled us with the Gangs of New
York. You could ask him anything. At the request of a lion, he answered
"Like you, bond or bad?" He had marvelous stories. As Richard Burton
drove him out of Doctor Faustus's set because he touched the ass of Elizabeth
Taylor. But he was an infamous devil, what else should he do?
Or when he had a story with a young Catherine Deneuve on
the set of Pontius Pilate. Or when they went with another famous stuntman for
the Lollobrigida stand-up. Or when he stepped over the wall of Cinecittà to get
a role in Ben Hur. Nick was the Metro Goldwyn Mayer for whom the movie had just
dreamed of it. With him we have always enjoyed it. And everyone has always
loved him. From Fellini to Monicelli to Risi to Verdone to Veronesi. With Nick
goes a healthy and mythical part of Cinecittà and our cinema.
Di GIOIA,
Nicola
Born:
5/3/1944, Rome, Lazio, Italy
Died:
7/31/2017, Rome, Lazio, Italy
Nicola Di Gioia’s
westerns – stuntman, actor:
My Name is Pecos – 1966 (Mexican policeman)
Death Walks in Laredo – 1967 (gunman)
Don’t Wait Django… Shoot! – 1967 (Hondo)
Poker With Pistols – 1967 (gunman)
A Stranger in Town – 1967 (bandit)
A Stranger in Paso Bravo – 1968 (gunman)
Arrapaho – 1984 [stunts]
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