Synopsis

Dear audience,

this is not a love letter. And certainly not a war letter. It is not even a real letter. It is an unfinished performance. But what were we thinking? Everybody knows that a performance must not be left unfinished. That is why I need you. (cries) But I need you to change. (continues crying) I miss you so much…if only you knew! (cries even more) I will never learn how to write this text if you refuse to read it.

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No more anachronism. In this performance, nothing and no one is private, not even new relationships or unrecognizable places. (lays down and scratches his groin) I very much want to see you and I want you to see me. I want to see if you have already grown up. If you have emancipated yourself, you know what I mean? (kisses a swan) Voyeurism always wins, doesn’t it? The black mirror you look at sees and scrutinizes you – it watches you. Become an image and transform into a mirage. You are a product of masturbation who is being used as cannon fodder. (undresses a rain-coloured dress)

Rehab, baby, is the sound of a mutual score: us. To be or not to be is not chorus anymore. Play it. Touch me and then we can get angry at each other. Touch me and run away. Let’s end this binomial. (gets divorced) In fact, let’s enlarge it. In lilac. In blue. In silver. In green. In every colour. (a marisol curtain descends from the stage grid). Dear audience, you and I have only one name for our multiple existences, a third gender: Rehab. (✔)

Trailer

2017