Because if there’s one crime in this world that we can all agree deserves the ultimate punishment, it is this: Opacity. The prisoner is too opaque. Not at all clear. Far too complicated and worse than that, not real – not a real kind of person. You can’t actually put your finger on it. On what’s wrong. You want to but you can’t, they won’t let you which is just really annoying.
So at the end of the day we’ll have a beheading which should provide something concrete for us to move forward from. Some solid ground we can all agree on.
Because we can all agree on death.
We all share that.
That’s right – isn’t it?
Inspired by the brutal and mercurial writing of Vladimir Nabokov.
Performed in a cell shared by audience and performers.
Deadpan, absurdist silliness crafted so exquisitely that it becomes high art
Inspired by Vladimir Nabokov, this patience-trying piece about a prisoner awaiting execution is full of lazy surrealism and tired games
The absurdity and artsy direction, without any real reason for it, makes the piece seem obtuse and inaccessible