Miss Misery

Miss Misery

an “open structure” play, in 9 scenes (October 2014)

ABOUT “Μiss MISERY”- (A new Greek play)

Every now and then the world collapses. Sometimes we notice that. Sometimes not. In both cases we let it go by. We continue to live. But all these times, we never know, if what has just collapsed is our own world, or– the World…
The boundaries are becoming blurred. Perhaps because life tends to decline by its own nature. It is leaning. ‘Society’ and ‘Culture’ is what man has created in order not to see his gaping nature. To avoid the dizziness that is caused by the view of his inherent vacuum. This is what Miss Misery is actually narrating.

Through the darkly bright mask of Misery. Which comes to show the ambiguity of life. In an ambiguous manner. With tragedy. But sarcasm, too.

The central figure in Miss Misery, ‘X’, is experiencing the irrational collapse of the World. It is objective. Undeniable. As a historical fact. It overflows everything. Just like water. Or like memories. Personal. Sometimes collective as well. Memories. Something is coming. Like an end. Everyone perceives it. Everyone experiences it. As victims but as witnesses, too. Of a paradox. And they narrate it. As a chronicle. As the Chorus entering the auditorium. But also as the Messengers in a tragedy.

These are the seven (7) characters-masks of the play: MAN A, MAN B, WOMAN A (as GRANDMOTHER as well).
WOMAN B (as MOTHER as well), X as the linchpin of the play, Y (X’s out-of-time alter ego, almost dumb, without age or/and gender), and– Misery.  Miss Misery.
A woman who leaves traces of herself in everything she touches. Or recalls traces. From old wounds. That she caused herself. Or someone just like her… Who is she? How did she get here? Where from? What for? Or for no reason finally. Everything leads to the inevitable end – of the World. Or – of the microcosm? That of the hero… Or not? What if everything is just an illusion? A dream. Someone’s fantasy?

Who knows the answer?

ΤΟ ΧΡΟΝΙΚΟ ΤΟΥ ΤΕΛΟΥΣ ΤΟΥ ΚΟΣΜΟΥ

Ένας άνθρωπος. Άντρας. Κάπου στον Κόσμο. Η ζωή του χωρίς κάτι ιδιαίτερο. Σαν να μην υπάρχει. Αόρατη ζωή. Χωρίς συναισθήματα. Φανερά. Διαχειρίζεται πληροφορίες. Από όλο τον Κόσμο. Ενδιάμεσος ο ίδιος, του Κόσμου. Να τον καταγράφει και να τον φανερώνει. Να μην είναι αόρατος. Ο Κόσμος. Ένας Κόσμος που γέρνει. Καταρρέοντας

Και μια γυναίκα. Αλλόκοτη. Εισβάλλει στη ζωή του και στη ζωή των άλλων- γύρω του. Σαν θάλασσα. Που πλημμυρίζει ό,τι σταθερό. Ανατρέποντας τα πάντα. Τη λένε: Δυστυχία. Δεσποινίς Δυστυχία.

Όλα θα μπερδευτούν στο πέρασμά της. Παρόν, μέλλον, παρελθόν. Άνθρωποι. Ζωές. Μνήμες. Ο Κόσμος. Και οι μικρόκοσμοι. Θα συντονιστούν σε ένα τέλος. Οριστικό.

Κάτι έρχεται. Κανένας δεν μπορεί να το αποτρέψει…

 

ΣΥΝΤΕΛΕΣΤΕΣ:

Κείμενο: Τσιμάρας Τζανάτος

Σκηνοθεσία: Άσπα Τομπούλη

Μουσική-live Τσέλο: Ίρινα Δημάκη

ΗΧΟΙ: Δημήτρης Ιατρόπουλος

ΕΡΜΗΝΕΥΟΥΝ:

Χ: Στράτος Τζώρτζογλου

Ψ: Καίτη Ιωαννίδου

Γυναίκα: Σοφία Σεϊρλή

Γιαγιά: Υβόνη Μαλτέζου

Δυστυχία: Ιωάννα Αγγελίδη

Άντρας Α: Λεωνίδας Μαράκης

Άντρας Β: Αλέξανδρος Αμερικάνος

Και ΧΟΡΟΣ σπουδαστών του Θεάτρου Τέχνης

 

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