ricci/forte
The only path possible is the repeated doom of certainty.
Dido, Faust, Tamburlaine, Edward II, Hero/Leander are people that payed dearly for their freedom to stand out from the crowd.
Here is the beginning of Wunderkammer Soap, a journey with “five stage-stops”, 25 disturbing minutes (the same amount of time as a tv soap opera), ferocious like an existentialist haiku, inspired by the Elizabethan universe of Christopher Marlowe, played on repeat for a few select voyeurs.
Parallel voices. Classified bodies. Displayed into modern middle-class rooms (bathroom, kitchen, bed room, garage, living room, etc) like enormous glass containers with fetuses: human acquariums where the dark heart of the actors beat in unison with those of the audience... because, after all, it is only an accident on the way that establishes who is the spectator of the tragedy and who is the protagonist.








