Paolo Bonolis

The year of Serie B can be considered the year of the issue of Italiani (2001), a programme that went particularly badly; not only because of the writing of the programme, and for demanding live coverage, but above all because that year Giorgio Panarielllo went on air with a wonderful show 'Torno Sabato, which literally tore us to pieces.

If this Thohir comes from Indonesia with a tale of 13 billion a year turnover, he must have some money. Either he's lying, or he has it.

Francesco has God-blessed feet but is a little lazy in the ball-retrieval phase.

Today it is very difficult to fly, we began to live with difficulty when we started to ask ourselves not what is right or wrong, but what is convenient. Reasoning by expediency has brought out the Italian soul, which is neither Hector nor Achilles, but Ulysses: expediency is being cunning, looking for the Trojan Horse, wanting to be smarter than others.

In interviews I like to take not one but several steps backwards. I like TV that asks the questions and listens to the answers. Too often those asking questions are too complacent and don't listen to the interviewer.

Interviewer: Has TV, a certain kind of TV, corrupted the country?'Bonolis: Yes. The difference is when there is a lack of irony, when I don't say that I am showing a circus and mocking our everyday life. This applies more to information than to variety shows. It is very dangerous when information disguises itself as entertainment.

Renzi is a very polite, decent and intelligent person. The fact that he is so controversial? Doing things inevitably creates problems. Renzi would have wanted to do right by the many but the few who would lose out convinced the many that it would be a problem for them too. That said, there are other good politicians in Italy. Generally they are the ones who have a more difficult life.

Ciao Darwin also tells trash, but it does so consciously and using humour. Whereas there are many programmes that are convinced they are telling something else but are actually trash.

Everyone who sells you a complete kit on the meaning of life is cheating you. I calmly ignore those who advocate incontrovertible truths. Standing on an exclamation mark is easy. I'm on the question mark: it's more basculating.

Ciao Darwin shows the prodromes of the apocalypse. We don't show monsters, that humanity exists: it is the neighbour.

At university I studied, instead, criminal law which is why I can speak with full rights about Juventus.

Ciao Darwin is not vulgar: it is grotesque and there is a subtle difference. Many did not understand it, others did not want to understand it. The exaggeration of tone, the exhibitionism, are grotesque condemnations to which humanity is subjected. Trying to exorcise it, we show the reality: this is the world, even if we do not want to see it. A laugh will bury us.

Let's say that if once the "Juve style" was synonymous with elegance, now it tends more towards the casual.

[On homogenitoriality]... with respect to love, affective availability belongs equally to different behavioural genders. What does it matter whether it is two men with a child, or a man and a woman, or two women? I do not know who is able to decide how it is right to love.

Ciao Darwin is from the outset stated to be what it is, namely a carnival of the soul and a mirror that appears deforming but is in fact straightening with respect to a deformed reality.