etude pour un vaudeville en travesti plein de paillettes
"In every tree of this garden, in every leaflet, in every trunk,
there are human beings watching us.
Don't you hear their voices?"
This is our first show inspired by a great theatre classic.
A chorus of female figures suspended between variety and melodrama.
The Cherry Orchard is a crossroad of opposite worlds.
The Cherry Orchard is is a forest full of ghosts, too soon forgotten.
The Cherry Orchard is a syncopated symphony.
The Cherry Orchard is a drag queen.
Francesco Micheli
The Cherry Orchard by Chekhov is a small family saga, set during an era of great change. The characters of the play struggle against everyday situations which seem meaningless, such as unrequited loves, deserted parties, long walks among the cherry trees.
In our version, six women wait for the end. Around them, a group of men, a chorus of male voices invoking the sale of the garden, the inevitable countdown. From Checkov’s lines emerges a feeling, a kind of nostalgia for a lost world, a childhood that would never return but which hasn’t been forgotten. The female world of Chekhov is varied and intriguing: ladies, sisters, mothers, daughters and stepdaughters, caregivers, waitresses, maids, housekeepers, tricksters, lovers, would-be girlfriends, city women, country women.
They are travelers without a passport, divas without a stage, tragic heroines without a tragedy. And they laugh, they laugh all the time. But always through their tears.