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<summary>  As&amp;nbsp;we hear the first lines, we're&amp;nbsp;surprised! The theatre...</summary>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;As&amp;nbsp;we hear the first lines, we're&amp;nbsp;surprised! The theatre did&amp;nbsp;let us know the performance was in english language, but&amp;nbsp;it appears&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;french subtiles (that were announced on the program)&amp;nbsp;are, for some technical reason,&amp;nbsp;actually missing....Well, We've all got to adapt, and focus.&amp;nbsp;As watching a danse performance. I remember&amp;nbsp;reading that Orson Wells once said he rather&amp;nbsp;attend a show in a language he didn't knew, to let him fully envoy the playing of the actors...&amp;nbsp;The consistency and musicality of the work of the&amp;nbsp;two actress on stage are&amp;nbsp;indeed attractive.&amp;nbsp;But&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;am frustrated. I sure miss&amp;nbsp;a great part&amp;nbsp;of the subtility of the play. I've got the feeling to always stay far behinds the meanings, being always to slow, unable&amp;nbsp;to catch all of possible implications. Thanks to Barker's writing style, some words and sentences are often repeated. On the other side, placed into an accurated state on attention, I've to let&amp;nbsp;my imagination work, forced&amp;nbsp;to fill the gaps.&amp;nbsp;Being aware&amp;nbsp;that Barker's theatre can be interprated in many ways. All things considered, It's tonight quite an interesting expérience to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;In addition, according to Barker's habits, the time and place of the plot&amp;nbsp;are all but explicit. What did I hear, what did I&amp;nbsp;see? It's as confused as the words&amp;nbsp;I use to express it. After a mysterious &quot;alteration&quot;, a catastrophe&amp;nbsp;of some kind, they're only&amp;nbsp;two women left on stage (and in the world?): that is a former contess and her servant. Lost in&amp;nbsp;a no man's world, maybe in a no male's world. The relationships betweens these&amp;nbsp;two women seem to&amp;nbsp;be have been reversed,&amp;nbsp;now upside-down. The former servant&amp;nbsp;rules (but the situation is much more twisted than it seems at first glance). She wants her husband to have her former mistress (in a sexual way).&amp;nbsp;The whole play is built on this strange&amp;nbsp;request. But I'm&amp;nbsp;not sure the invisible husband really exists off the&amp;nbsp;stage, maybe he's only the expression of the two women's desire. Of the former servant thurst of social revenge, or of the former mistress secret fears and fantasy. It's no surprise we feel&amp;nbsp;an heavy&amp;nbsp;erotic atmosphère all along. The play deals strongly&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;social power, desire, dignity, dependence&amp;nbsp;and cruallty. Sometimes a mecanic dogs appears, to claim some contess clothes,&amp;nbsp;have her partly undressed. The&amp;nbsp;dogs is beautifully played by a man, he frighteens the two women,&amp;nbsp;it seems he is send by the husband. I ask myself if the dog could be&amp;nbsp;the husband himself. There is a strong contrast between the elegance of the lines and&amp;nbsp;pronunciation and the violence of their very physical relationships. What&amp;nbsp;the language may be, the two women litteraly fight each other. I&amp;nbsp;enjoy this harscheness. Most interesting, the former contess appears, by her way of speaking, not to be a victim, she dosn't act as&amp;nbsp;submitted. The former servant domination is full of doubts. At last, the former contess disapears off the stage to&amp;nbsp;have&amp;nbsp;forced intercourses with the invisible husband. Or maybe it was just an fantasy.&amp;nbsp;Anyway, she returns&amp;nbsp;form this encounter placed an upper position. The dog nows obeys her, the roles are again reversed. The play could continue in a circular way from now on, with further alterations. Only one thing is sure: the two women need each other. It may have political implication, beyond phsycological meanings. I'm out of words now, so that'll be all, and sorry for the many mistakes. If anybody saw another story he's welcome to tell it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;mailto:unsoirouunautre@yahoo.fr&quot;&gt;Guy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Howard Barker's Deep wifes, shallow animals&lt;/strong&gt; , directed by&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://theatreephemeride.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Patrick Vershueren&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.gareautheatre.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Gare au Théatre&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(cup of theater festival).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;lire aussi:&lt;a href=&quot;http://unsoirouunautre.hautetfort.com/archive/2006/12/01/dona-juana-mon-amour.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Dona Juana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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