Hamlet

This rewriting by Jakob Nolte of The Tempest is as stormy as the title itself. Shakespeare's language is whirled about with relish, although the principle of the language is far more closely fused with the original than is the case with any other translation. Jakob Nolte has invented an artificial language that has grown out of the original and does not come across as affected or vain, but as playful and charmingly strange and odd as the inhabitants of this Shakespearean island themselves.

Nolte's overwriting is tender and unwieldy at the same time and it shines through the angular interlacing like a fascinating solitaire. The language constantly takes on a life of its own and eludes all reading and speaking habits. Just like the events on the island, the translation seems to be only something like an illusion and at the same time not. For it does exist, and it develops a fascinating beauty in its endless Anglicisms. What could do this play more justice than a language that, like the fantastic turbulence of this tempest, defies all laws?

Richard Three: The female monster, sketched by Katja Brunner in a very multi-faceted way, intrigues, seduces, kills and has people killed, just as you would expect from Richard. In terms of abuse of power, the title heroine is in no way inferior to her male counterpart. She even trumps him in her rhetorical skilfulness, her lust for power and her lust for murder. What is new, however, is the feminine, feminist world view of the queen Richard: she is also very imaginatively gendered in a variety of ways. Through intermezzi embedded in the plot on the themes of women, death, nature and the state, we see the musing Richard referring to our current social ills. Katja Brunner turns a classic into a contemporary drama while having a lot of fun with a language that includes all genders and playfully tries to find answers to current questions. "Women and bodies belong to whom" is one of the big questions Richard asks herself. She makes use of quotations, creates new words and twists, combines and blends individual syllables and words to create a wonderfully poetic, fast-paced flow of language that is captivating.

“For a long time, it seemed that theatre – especially director’s theatre – had lost clarity, when it suddenly re-emerged spontaneously. That clarity, the sibling of platitudes and comprehensibility isn’t that flat, is proven by the way it chose for its return: through Hamlet it creeps back into theatre, through our favourite interpretation playground. At some point, someone who was hands on instead of hesitant regarding the Danish sceptic, melancholiac, laggard… Wolfgang Maria Bauer is one of those rare creatures that are seemingly made for the theatre and are a jack-of-all-trades. As an actor, his presence is overwhelming, reminiscent of a mighty bear that forces himself to be exalted and then falls into a poetic-melancholic sadness because of it. As a playwright and director, he unfurls this mood, but doesn’t let it confuse his scenic impact.” (Frankfurter Rundschau)