Pierre Notte has written a very endearing text on theatre, regrets and our failures. Marianne WOLFSOHN spices up the dish with magical interludes. The piece creates a rare moment of the festival.
One space, two women. One is an actress, Parisian. The other is a programmer, in the provinces. We discover the territory, the programmer shows it around, the actress visits it. The space, a former parish hall that has become a village hall and occasional theatre. The first words, already, hurt. The gap between them widens, they rush into it, it’s a piece of war that begins. They will give in to it without mercy.
At the center of their conflict, the project of which we will know little, confiscated by these two women who know what theater is, they who do it, they who are part of it…
In the middle of a minimalist decor, empty theater stage, sad backstage, three women will emerge from elsewhere to tell their wars: intimate war, war between them. Beyond the theater, the play tells what happens between beings when they refuse responsible involvement in favor of attribution to the other, when embittered they foment a war against an alter ego that has become necessary.
The piece is of a rare humanity; Marianne Wolfsohn is a cory-fairy, half chorus of tragedy, half fairy tale. The three actresses are amazing. At the applause, we do not want to leave them.
Text, Pierre NOTTE and interludes by Marianne WOLFSOHN (Editions Les Cygnes) | Director, Marianne WOLFSOHN | Assistant director, Ophélie KOERING | Interpretation, Nathalie BECUE, Silvie LAGUNA, Marianne WOLFSOHN
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