Capacity in the theaters at 100% and Sala Beckett on Saturday night at 100% occupancy, with a still strange feeling of proximity between seats. We are already inside, immersed in ‘Animal negre tristesa’, the play by Anja Hilling that she masterfully directs Julio Manrique. In a few moments, and seduced by the hypnotic voice of Marcia Cistero, wrapped in a fire red dress, the temperature rises and the feeling of suffocation behind the masks also. In a while we began to move in the seats, uncomfortable, because the theater acts as a mirror like no other of the performing arts.
The actors make us see and live that they are characters and along the path of the medium they also drag us. A group of friends hiking in the woods; They have arrived happy, carefree, burletas, with that halfway tone of humor and the hurtful word that hides everything that we have not said. Six characters who were already burned before they burned. That they had burned stages without realizing what they had. Perhaps, simply, they had let themselves go, they had been accepting what life put before them like someone who snacks at an all-you-can-eat buffet. I think the metaphor is easy; digestion will not be so. I try to understand who they were when they arrived and where they are going after the tragedy. In two hours we have had to make a journey that they had been doing together for years, and this is a difficult task.
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They all have a link, stronger or weaker, older or more recent. They are intertwined but the irruption of the fire disperses them. When they meet again they won’t all be there, some because they can’t, others because they don’t want to. Love and pain are also intertwined. Above all, the love and pain of the mother and daughter. Immense Mima Riera.
Even with the pain of the work in my head, the next day, with a radiant sun, I take a photo of my mother holding mine tightly with both hands. It is a beautiful photo of love. The one with the strongest bond.