A VOZ HUMANA

A theater show like a rock concert, that unbalances the emblematic Jean Cocteau’s text, a monologue where a woman talks with her lover over the phone, whom we never hear. The next day he’ll be married to another woman. The phone call is disconnected a few times and the conversation is interrompeted in the most vertiginous moments. In what it seems like an apparent domestic banality, we witness the true  mise en abîme of this woman abandoned by her amorous partner.

An actress, a standing microphone and a guitar. A voice that speaks, screams, cries, moans, whispers and vanishes. The voice sings simultaneously the nonconformity and the resignation, the rebellion, the despair and fragility, in a smothered scream of someone who’s struggling not to drown.