I won’t tell you the writer nor the piece which I became a character of 4 hours long. Throughout the course of three hours, you begin to morph into an actor.
And that probably I was being the witness of it. I definitely knew that something big was happening around me. Some of them caught me and told me secrets, gave me tea and cookies.everything was weird. Running through the five floors of the hotel and with enough time, you could see the interactions between the different characters and what was happening. It’s like an intricate acid trip, forcing you to suspend all disbelief without even realizing it. It’s so believable, and the line between what is real and what is theatre is so blurred. You pass through dark hallways, find yourself in the middle of a lover’s quarrel, wander into hidden rooms, encounter a visibly disturbed naked woman shivering in a bathtub. Having noticed that everyone was trying to follow whatever story was going on, I decided to do the same and create my own story : “ If there’s a door, try to open it. If there’s a character passing by, follow him or her.” You go with it, not sure what to expect. It puts one in a very tricky position: as if we were kind of forced to watch the scenes behind our mask, just like perverse. And these guys were, at some point, acting in front of us and the acting was sometimes wild! I remember watching sword fights, fake murders or even naked people having sex before my very eyes! And suddenly, just like a break in the story, the performers were running out of the room to carry on the story somewhere else: and most surprising fact: all of the ‘audience’ does just the same: follows the actors to know what’s coming next. I totally felt that I was in another time, in another place. Randomly, we were getting off in different floors of the hotel. I was given a mask, like the other 5 people that had had the same card. There, people, jazz and drinks mixed up in a 30s atmosphere.ģ of hearts! was shout out. Right away we paid, a kind man gave us each an ordinary but spooky card (French deck) and went along with us until we got into a marvellous, oldie, stylish and cosy room. That’s the only information we had from the friend who recommended us this. So there we were, in front of an old and creepy building, made out of bricks. Now you have two options: keep reading and discover the crazy world around this show or go and live it yourself (in this case, stop reading. But what if I told you that there is a new and original way of watching a show and being part of it at the same time? Musicals, open air activities, concerts, fruits meetings or private jazz concerts are an example of them. Oh, what? Is it the name of an off-Broadway show in New York City? Tell me more…Īs we know, New York has been the inspiration for many songs and movies, witness of thousands of kisses and goodbyes… and also the city where all the best and craziest plans start.
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