Meaning no offense to the superior original, but my lack of Italian drove me to Google translate the whole post. Reading this poor translation makes me want to run out, study Italian real quick, then read the rest of the blog:
We have waited months and months in sweet Titlepage pending, the site should offer conversations (and why not talk) passionate and fiery editorial on the latest news, a new model Algonquin Round Table, with videointerviste choirs, forums on different literary genres For readers who do not give up ever, a blog, reviews, reports, awards, cotillons and who knows what else.
All false promises. Although well prepared on the subject, the presenter (which surely read as a young Hamlet in jeans and black sweater, in some alternative theatre company) is uncomfortable in front of the camera (average training, anyone?), The writers guests look around terrified, set design probably is the work of a student to first weapons, the conversation is woody, boring and, above all, language, not to mention the editing of footage (used scissors?). A great sin. But this can only improve.