IMAGE RIFLE WAS CRYING The Journey (wanted to use this word for some time, I apologize if it is correct), the work IMAGE WAS CRYING RIFLE, currently in the theater lineup Del Pueblo (Sunday, 20 hours), is founded on smaller milestones, rather than (at small), which I shall elaborate.
First, this one-man, played masterfully by Gabriel Fernandez, and made a season last year in La Carbonera with very good impact with audiences and critics. http://www.lanacion.com.ar/nota.asp?nota_id=1210099 Earlier in 2007, the text of Julio Molina was part of Argentina The Butcher (editorial Inteatro), a compilation arising from team organized by Luis Cano to produce drama from facts or figures in Argentina's history. http://www.alternativateatral.com/nota214-la-carniceria-argentina But surely long before, in the head Molina had been planned since the idea of \u200b\u200bcrossing a Roberto Arlt with Severino Di Giovanni. And for that to happen, may have been decisive (or not) Osvaldo Bayer research on the life of the famous anarchist. http://www.scribd.com/doc/25006345/Osvaldo-Bayer-Severino-Di-Giovanni-El-Idealista-de-La-Violencia
Sunday 20 hours Teatro Del Pueblo
Roque Sáenz Peña 943
Admission: 40 pesos (Est and jub. 25 pesos)
Reservations: 4326-3606 / 4394-2639
www.teatrodelpueblo.org.ar
Performer: Gabriel Fernandez
Costume Making scenic Mercedes Arturo
: Edward Ramoni
Escenomontaje: Mario Alfano
Photo: Tatiana Sandoval
Graphic Design: Santiago Franzani
Press: Claudia Mac Auliffe
Sound Area: Cecilia López and Manuel Sahores
Area view: Alejandro Le Roux, Ana Laura Urso and Julio Molina
Lighting: Alejandro Le Roux
Assistant Director: Ana Laura Urso
Dramaturgy and staging: Julio Molina
Then you can read the chronicle of Roberto Arlt:
I've seen die ...
The 5 least 3 minutes. Afanasos faces behind bars. Five minus 2. Grinding the bolt and the iron door open. Men who rush as if running to take the tram. Shadows that are large jumps in the corridors lit. Rifle noise. More shadows than gallop.
We're in search of Severino Di Giovanni to watch him die.
The litany. Space
blue sky. Rustic cobblestone. Green meadow. A side chair as in the meadow. Troop. Mausers. Lamps whose light punishes the dark. A rectangle. It looks like a ring. The ring of death. An officer.
".. according to the provisions for violation of camp ... ... law number ..."
Officer under the tiled display. Opposite him, a head. A face that seems smeared in red oil. Terrible eyes fixed, coated with a fever. Black circle of heads. Severino Di Giovanni is
. Prominent jaw. Front fled to temples like the Panthers. Extremely thin, red lips. Red forehead. Red cheeks. Eyes blackened by the effect of light. Naked thick neck. Chest by the lapels edged blue blouse. The sores appear polished lips. Are opened slowly and tongue, red as a pepper, licks her lips, wet. That body burns in temperature. Relishes death.
".. item number ... of martial law superior court ... ... seen ... decant the superior court ... war, soldiers and noncommissioned officers ... "Di Giovanni
look at the officer's face. Casts on that face tremendous force of his vision and the will that keeps him calm.
" .. we're trying ... warning to Lt. ... Pattern Rizzo, vocal ... lieutenant colonels ... side ... give yourself a copy ... Fixed issue ... "Di Giovanni
licks his lips. Listen carefully, it seems to look into the clauses of a contract whose provisions are very important. Move the head nod, compared to ownership of the terms is reads the statement.
".. Take seen the Minister of War ... be shot ... signed, the secretary ... "
Talking Reo.
"I wish to apologize to the lieutenant defender ...
A voice: "You can not talk. Take him.
The convicted walks like a duck. Feet shackled to an iron bar to tie the hands wives. Go through the rustic cobblestone strip. Some viewers laugh. "Zoncera? "Nervous? Who knows!.
The defendant sits quietly on the bench. Supports the back and chest out. See above. Then he bends down and apparently abandoned his hands between his knees open, a man who tends the fire while heating water for drinking mate. Stay
and four seconds. An NCO is crossed by a rope to the chest, so that when the bullets do not kill him roll ground. Di Giovanni turns his head from right to left and left to tie. He has been the target
rifle platoon. The officer wants to sell the condemned. He yells
-Venda no. Look
stiffly to the executors. Will emanate. If you have or not is a secret. But it remains so stiff and proud.
a difficulty arises. Fear makes bullets bounce ordering the troops, perpendicular to the firing rifleman, retiring a few steps. Giovanni Di
remains straight, leaning back against the backrest. Above his head, a strip of gray wall, legs moving soldiers. Take chest. Is it to get the bullets?
-Platoon, firm. Aim. The voice of the accused
explodes metal Vibrating
- Viva Anarchy!
- Fire! Glow
sudden tumult. A stout body has become a folded sheet of paper. Bullets break the rope. The head and body falls on the grass is green with hands touching the knees.
Fireburst the coup de grace.
Dead.
The bullets have written the last word in the body of the inmate. The face remains serene. Pale. Half-closed eyes. A blacksmith at the feet of the corpse. Shackle rivets removed and the iron bar. A doctor observes. Certifies that the prisoner is dead. A man, who came in tails and dancing shoes, he retains the galley at the crown. It seems to leave the cabaret. Another says a bad word. I see four guys
pale as dead and disfigured that bite their lips are: Gauna, La Razon, breaking Álvarez, Enrique González Tuñón, Critic and Gomez, El Mundo. I'm as drunk. I think those who laughed. I think the entrance of the prison should be a sign that read: "It is forbidden
laugh. You may not attend
-dance shoes.
the anarchists STILL THERE?
One of the biggest concerns is to achieve anarchist militants away from violent stereotype that circulates "intentionally" on anarchism, which Severino Di Giovanni would be the prototypical example. In an article published on the web The refractory can be read the following reflection: "Many people seem to think that anarchists are adept to violence, chaos and destruction, who oppose all forms of order and organization , which are nihilistic fanatics who want to end it all. Nothing is further from the truth. Anarchists are people who simply think human beings can behave in a reasonable manner without be compulsory. It is actually a very simple concept. But is the notion that the rich and powerful have always considered more dangerous. " To read the full article, click REQUEST: http://elrefractario.blogspot.com/2008/03/eres-anarquista.html