Once we went to see someone in Campania and passed through san marzano. It was one of the most depressing towns i've ever seen. Apart from the picturesque caravans of open trucks with tomatoes piled in them
the town showed the hand of organized crime and the devastation it creates. Looked like a clip from one of the neo realist movies of the 50s and yet it was 2000. Mainly i remember the signs still there of the mud slides of the Sarno two years before, where nothing had been really repaired or reconstructed, and the hot asphalt with thousands of tomato can lids embedded in it, near the gates of the factories (it was sunday and everything was closed.) Poverty, corruption, camorra (the Campania version of the mafia).
The tomatoes, of course, are great.