The limbo of cinemas is a tribute to cinemas, those palaces of dreams that mean so much in the lives of spectators.
This book is a kind of elegy, no less melancholic than funny, to the places that offer us the enjoyment of unforgettable films and to the commitment that our own imagination owes them. A book to nourish the memory and emotion of those places that in the darkness recreate the intimate complicity of so many adventures and feelings. Its author has written it recalling the event that at some point made him doubt whether cinemas fascinated him as much as cinema, since he had become a captive no less sacred than the parishioners in their churches, but with no other creed than the immense pleasure of what happened on the screens.