In Izzo's novels are longing for peace, in Marseille in which the races were amassing between sky and sea, where the distrust pervades the minds and makes them shut up in a circle of company that is ethnicity. The text refers to flavors and tastes of their races. A smell of misery enveloping the entire city smells of weariness, sweat and other secretions. Yet the smell of hope shines through, making them living souls overcome the fatigue of the divisions. Sometimes it's indulgent, tracing outlines of men in which membership is only one case, while the bottom of desires is making you feel equal and welcome in a city that shuffles each lot and each one is trying to exist as a size of France, although hybrid. In fact, the native French are far from the narrative, locked in the neighborhood looking for a cleaning at risk districts neighborhood, where Italian, English and Arabic (beurs) animate the actions and deeds of heroes cursed, destined for early death or captivity of the galleys. Sentimental
appears Izzo, disgusted and fascinated by the descriptions of street thugs and prostitutes. Repair in the atmospheres of the background of the blues of BB King and jazz sounds of Billie Holiday's melancholy. Paolo Conte also find its place in the soul of the writer. While Caribbean rhythms describe the intensity of the nights spent with a prostitute of Hispanic origin, intensity of the characters rather than the writer Izzo. He also shuns the vulgar language, preferring the lasciviousness of the jargon of the characters his poetic dream.
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