On the stage of the Petit Montparnasse, Jean-Claude Idée stages the confrontation of the writer with his wife and his mistress who want to dissuade him from going into battle. A very embodied evocation.
How sweet it was, on Wednesday, to cross the gates of Petit Montparnasse after having surveyed the aptly named rue de la Gaîté. It was 7 p.m. and we were impatiently awaiting the curtain to rise. Since the time that the theater stages had deserted our daily life. So we attended, in this small theater, the premiere of a play written and directed by Jean-Claude Idée. So, advice from a friend, book your seats immediately for Saint-Ex in New York. You will not be disappointed.
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We are in 1942, on the banks of the Hudson. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (Gaël Giraudeau, perfect) writes The little Prince of which his wife, the beautiful and tumultuous Consuelo (Alexandra Ansidei, exuberant at will), is one of the figures. She will be the asthmatic rose. Consuelo has a lover, the Swiss philosopher Denis de Rougemont, who came to join them (Adrien Melin, right in his boots) who knows about romantic relationships: he has just written Love and the West. Consuelo has this admirable sentence:
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