Contempt
Photo: Robert Korošec
The Black Woman, Crucifixion, A Rebel
B-production
Running time 1 hour 20 minutes. Two intervals.
Stanko Majcen: The Black Woman
Opening 25. 5. 2011 AGRFT
Running time 30 minutes.
Director Nina Šorak
Cast
Maruša Majer, Stane Tomazin, Lucija Tratnik, Ajda Smrekar, Jernej Čampelj, Anja Drnovšek, Ana Urbanc, Tina Gunzek, Nik Škrlec, Vid Klemenc
The Black Woman flees. She is not quite sure why. And she does not really know who those people are. Villagers. They eat potatoes. Everyone eats potatoes. There is enough air but they are suffocating, nevertheless. They are strange but they complain about the strangeness of others. You are the Other if you are not part of the village. Villagers continue to hunt her. She drifts into sleep with a new-born baby at her bosom. Is the child really dead
as they say?
2.
Lothar Schreyer: Crucifixion
Opening 28. 5. 2011 AGRFT
Running time 30 minutes.
Director Milan Golob
Dramaturge Sara Praper
Cast
Benjamin Krnetič, Anja Novak, Matija Rupel, Lena Hribar, Nataša Keser
Ritual and charms are the basic qualities of this text, which is not defined by time or space, so it is not possible to speak about explicit content that would become established through relationships among characters. We feel that the world of Crucifixion is broken into basic fragments and therefore burdened and somehow heavy. The Mistress, The Mother and The Man perform a kind of charm-saying ritual, without purpose but definitely out
of some deep, insensible belief that this will help them break the ominous spell of fate that looms above the heads of the (post-)modern world.
3.
Slavko Grum: Upornik
Opening 26. 5. 2011 Velika gledališka predavalnica AGRFT
Running time 20 minutes.
Director Simon Belak
Cast
Klemen Janežič, Jure Kopušar, Patrizia Jurinčič, Urška Taufer, Lovro Finžgar
I stand on the edge of the first floor of an airport, somewhere, nowhere. Under me there is a river of people – each one in their own world. I have never felt so lonely before. A thousand faces, a thousand eyes. The only interpersonal contact – vacant gazes when someone stands in someone else’s path or bumps into someone. Where do I end and where do you begin? Is it really only by shouting and brawling that you can reach other human beings? Back to the body! Do words still bear meanings and a charge?
