Everything happens in the city. Everything happens in the filth, the garbage, the dumps. It's hot, the tar is soft, it smells strongly of fuel, the buildings creak with rust. People are violent and let themselves be cast in a leaden mold. Packs of rats attack stray dogs.
To each their own code of honor, to each their own freedom, to each their own hatred, to each their own choice to fight or not.
The sun shines, fluorescent pink and black, above the spreading, teeming city.
A girl running for the sake of running. Children playing in a garbage dump. A green oasis, fighters who don't give a damn, and a young boy cleaning public toilets.
This show uses the codes of storytelling. However, the stories told do not belong to an ancestral past; rather, they are anchored in the present or the very near future.
They speak of the world's material and human filth and show its horror and beauty.
The chosen aesthetic is at the gates of cyberpunk, the retrowave of fighting video games and the cherry petals flying in Myazaki's works.
She is raw.
The stories are not tender.
It's a work on human comedy without after-wash fabric softener.
It's a show about confinement, about speed, about fatality, about freedom and emergency exits.
Original creation for two voices Duration 45 min
Snack at 5 p.m. followed by the show at 5:30 p.m.
Free price + Scops membership 1€min/year
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