BEAST WITHOUT BEAUTY

Yet another gaze: still, cold, freezing, unmerciful on society.

An irreverent, cynical study on the archetypes of human misery, the non-expressivity, the despicable cruelty of interpersonal relations. Three losers in a superficial relation face each other in a duel; at stake is the affirmation of a role, an identity, a social position, the survival. There are no rules, everything is permitted: anyone lends itself to be an object of prey, an intended victim of the other. We are aware of that and we just wait for it to happen, and we in turn are ready to attack,  to offend, to plough, to smash, to tier to pieces, to kill the other mercilessly, but we are very careful not to get our hands dirty.  

An aristocratic depraved game of romance and tyranny; a hidden violence, kept quiet, pastel colored, that hopelessly leads to massacre and extinction; there will be no winners, but only losers. In such a fuss nothing seems to be happening… and so we implode, unable to get up again, we abandon ourselves, but paying attention not to ruin our hair done, nor smudge the makeup, nor wrinkle our suits, nor loosing our dignity in order to avoid any cannibalistic act, or being devoured by the others, by the void, by our voids, by the deaf silence. 

An attempt to physically recount the pain of living, the Beckett’s paralysis: a weak man, desperate enough to become emotionless, now quite incapable of getting his life together and rescuing it from the misery in which it bogged down.  An absurdist comedy (in which we are subjected to the absurd, despite ourselves) with an existentialist flavour from Beckett’s theatre, perfectly explicated in his “Happy Days”.

An authentic dive into the non-sense, a black irony as a counterpoint to the paleness of the faces, a fascination in the absurdity of the scenes, in the estrangement from the human involvement into actions and facts. Lifeless figures, deprived of energy, exhausted and dehumanised,  like at the end of a long war, conscious of having being useless except for hurting themselves, becoming cynical and opportunist in front of death, to the point of contradicting themselves and betraying their playmates.

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