That was quite an experience.
Starnone writes a work of fiction about the man his father was (we can assume it is autobiographical since his father’s name was Federico and he painted an artwork titled ‘The Drinkers’ which is in part featured on the cover). It is an attempt to tell the story of a man he spent his childhood in fear of and his adulthood trying not to be like.
Reconstructing a Life, Walking the Streets
In the novel, the narrator is the eldest son Mimi, who lives in Rome but has returned to Naples some time after the death of his father and is reconstructing memories, by walking the streets where they lived, visiting certain places to evoke other memories, like the hospital where his mother was when her husband could no longer deny her illness; the church where he made his first communion; the council offices, where he hopes to find some of his father’s paintings, including ‘The Drinkers’. Every location existed in service to his father’s existence and memories.
He was certain that both great and small events had a common thread: the mystery of his destiny. And he constantly tried to prove it to himself, his relatives, his friends, and to us children by weaving a vibrant pattern in which the only events that were true were the ones vitally connected to him. Consequently, all the names of cities and buildings and roads, all of geography, served merely to create a map of his needs, and this was how they were to be remembered.
Though the novel is about the man, the title refers to a street where they lived for a while and the use of street names rather than diary entries or even artworks, inscribes the neighbourhood into history, creating a different kind of legacy, one that will last longer than any man or work of art. A diary would be too intimate, a street map a kind of canvas.
Portrait of a Narcissist Father Via His Eldest Son
It is also about his own boyhood, however the character of the father overshadows the son, his wife, his wife’s family, in fact anyone in proximity to him. This is because he considers himself superior. According to himself. He makes it one of his main purposes in life to remind everyone around him of that fact. He can not be taken down or made to think he is anything less than how he perceives himself.
It’s true, he was lazy. He was arrogant. He was blowhard. He was all those things, and the first to admit it. He felt he had the right to be lazy, arrogant, and a blowhard – to anyone who busted his balls. He was born to be a painter, not a railroader.
The son walks familiar streets of Naples, streets he never strolled with his father – but knew intimately from his adolescence – as a way to navigate anecdotes about the way his father lived his life, the things he said (mostly insults about everyone else), the things he did (working for the railroad as a clerk, beating his wife, painting artworks) and his opinions about various matters. He walks and remembers. He walks and imagines anew.
A Determined Artist Perseveres

Federi is passionate about art and believes he possesses great artistic talent, but the art world is full of shit people who nominate their friends for prizes, then their friends create prizes and nominate those friends, therefore keeping him out of these circles. He blames everyone for his lack of success that he continues to strive for. Beginning with his own father who refused to educate him, in fact his parents abandoned him at a young age and sent him to live with his grandmother.
He becomes a working class man, who sees the most beautiful woman who he takes for a wife, raises four sons and a daughter and spends his free time at home painting or pursuing opportunities to advance his art.
A Literary Triptych
The book is in three sections. The first section ‘The Peacock’ introduces the character and is the part of the book where you might abandon, because it isn’t yet clear why it might benefit any reader to be subject to this psychological demonstration of one of the most extreme versions of the societal system of domination at work. The patriarchy thrives under this system, as Riane Eisler showed in her work The Chalice and the Blade: Our History, Our Future and Nurturing Our Humanity: How Domination and Partnership Shape Our Brains, Lives, and Future and the portrait this novel creates shows how someone who lives according to this conditioning impacts those in his proximity. Cycles of trauma, neglect and narcissism eroding relationships in pursuit of validation, not love.
A Masterpiece Created at All Cost
Much of the source material is inspired by journals his father kept, which trigger memories and dates of events he participated in. The artworks themselves are a kind of journal, a record of themes in his life. Part Two ‘The Boy Pouring Water’ is the most compelling and significant section, it documents the process of creating the largest, most significant art work he would do. ‘The Drinkers’ required the son to pose as the boy pouring water, other members of the family sat for him and the local fruit and vegetable seller.
The anxiety the young son would feel when he realises that there is a problem in the image, between the character holding out the glass and where he is pouring from will cause contortions of magnitude in him, to try and avoid the disaster he sees coming. His father never sees it and we think for a moment that the drama has been averted, alas no – disaster arrives at the height of his short-lived pleasure.
So why do we want to read a novel about an egomaniac? And one that was originally published just over 20 years ago.
It is both a psychological example of the effect a man with no empathy and worse, a need to belittle, insult and induce fear in people, can have on a family. It is set against a backdrop of 1960’s Naples, post WWII, a place where allegiances often changed, both in the halls of power and on the street, depending on how ‘enemies or allies’ treated the people.
It is the historical context and the journey of a working class man trying to break into the establishment of artists, who despite his unruly personality, perseveres and participates as much as is possible for someone who won’t allow himself to be intimidated. Everything is a struggle, he will fight to the end. Art ‘wasn’t fun, it was war’.
Fortunately as the years passed, I developed a strategy for blocking out his words. Using this technique, which I perfected as a teenager, the angrier he grew when telling the stories of his life and the reasons for his actions, the thicker the fog grew in my head, allowing me to think about other things. It helped establish a distance between us. It curbed the desire to kill him.
Fatherhood in Another Era, Produce, Punish, Protect
In the final part ‘The Dancer’ the humiliation of the son comes full circle as he enters adolescence and tries to impress a girl Nunzia and his father gives him terrible advice about what to do with women. As if things couldn’t get any worse, we learn that young girl has been abused by an Uncle and the son lies waiting for his fathers verdict.
The book ends with a scene that makes the reader pause to reflect on how reliable the narrator is, like the father, he too has the ability to exaggerate, to curate anecdotes and perspective.
Once I got into this, which didn’t take very long, I found it both shocking and compelling to read, the dedication by a son to honoring the passage of a man who made his boyhood hell. Thus he provides a kind of validation beyond the grave, but doesn’t hold back from focusing on the many flaws alongside the talent. It is the many layers that make it something of a classic, the psychological profile and repeat patterns of the man, the making of an artist and the impact on family and the social history of a city.
Highly Recommended.
‘The House on Via Gemito is a marvellous novel of Naples and its environs during and after the Second World War. The prism for this exploration is the relationship between the narrator and his railway worker / artist father – an impossible man, filled with cowardice and boastfulness. His son’s attempt to understand and forgive him is compelling; we are held through the minutiae of each argument and explosion, each hope and almost-success.’ International Booker Judges
Further Reading
New York Times Review June 2023: My Father The Frustrated Artist
A Reading Guide – The House on Via Gemito, International Booker Prize 2024
Read An Extract from the Opening Chapter here
To see the artwork of Federico Starnone visit https://starnone.it/gallery2/
Author, Domenico Starnone
About the author
Domenico Starnone is an Italian writer, screenwriter and journalist. He was born in Naples and lives in Rome
He is the author of 13 works of fiction, including First Execution, Ties, a New York Times Editors Pick and Notable Book of the Year, and a Sunday Times and Kirkus Reviews Best Book of the Year, Trick, a Finalist for the 2018 National Book Award and the 2019 PEN Translation Prize, and Trust.
The House on Via Gemito won Italy’s most prestigious literary prize, the Strega in 2001 and was longlisted for the International Booker Prize 2024.

You can see why I was a little annoyed this one didn’t make the IBP shortlist. The second part was especially good as it showed the frustrations of an artistic man held back by his circumstances, balancing his justifiable laments with his more unreasonable behaviour…
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I thought part two was the strongest and unique, that he had the audacity to paint such a large canvas inside the family apartment moving out furniture and sleeping spaces for children in order to create a harmonious environment for painting…I guess you could say he was present, but he wasn’t parenting. I wondered if it might make the shortlist just because this kind of backward thinking seems to be making a comeback, however in other respects it’s less of a commentary on our times as some other texts might be.
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I’ve read Ties and Trust but this sounds very different. The final quote you’ve pulled out packs quite a punch and I’m intrigued by your unreliable narrator observation.
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I enjoyed reading your thorough review.
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Thank you Martie, it was a 450 page chunkster, so it took me a week to read and a while to gather thoughts on such a read. Thank you for reading. 😊
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This sounds a compelling if uncomfortable read from an author I knew nothing about. I’ll look out for it.
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I am glad I read it, it is quite a masterpiece in its own way, both the storytelling and the portrait of a man/artist and the effect his desire/intention, at all costs, has on all those around him.
He is also the author some believe to be the writer behind the Elena Ferrante novels. I’m not really interested in that speculation myself, but he is indeed as riveting as she can be.
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Great review as ever, Claire. I’m tempted by this one, especially as you’ve made it sound very intriguing – and compelling! – for such a lengthy book. Also, the depiction of post-war Italy really appeals – as you know, I’ve been drawn to this type of setting is some of Natalia Ginzburg’s novels. One for the wishlist, I think!
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Thanks Jacqui, it is always daunting to pick up a novel this size and so it’s necessary to be carried away by it, which this did do. I knew it was going to be repetitive, but you know, I have read Bolano’s 1000+ page novel, 2666 and even reviewed it and nothing in my opinion will beat that for repetitiveness and discomfort. Starnone’s mini masterpiece is a walk in the (park) streets of Naples in comparison and an important contribution to that post war capture of feeling and reality of communities and how they were treated at different times during the war. Allegiances change when a purported ally wreaks such utter devastation that it destroys many innocent lives.
I’m looking forward to more Ginzburg!!
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