A friend points me to this recent article on Pasolini. It's an introduction to the man's life, and uses the revisiting of his death to draw attention to the breadth of his work. Hopefully this is a sign of a rise in attention to Pasolini, and, even better, maybe some more translations of his written work. One of the reasons I need to learn Italian (beyond what I remember from music) is to read Pasolini's poetry.
My favorite of his films so far remains the extraordinary Theorema (1968). The success last year of Gibson's gore-fest reminds me of Pasolini's excellent Gospel According to Matthew (1964). It might be better to start with his first film, Accattone (1961), which now feels like the ancestor for American independent films, autobiographical comics, and auteur revisionism.
The article above also links to this nice page, some of Pasolini's notes to Salò.
