Illusch is the oldest of the three. She also does not like to talk much anymore; she needs all her strength to cuss and to not sleep. And to boss around Else, whom she persistently calls Mare. Her sister, who lives on past love and a dalliance, a short love affair from a long time ago. Whispering, she thinks of this love, wraps herself in the memory, in order to flee Illusch's dominance and the pushiness of the Pastor. For the pastor-brother has no more memories, he knows nothing of his life. He must ask the sisters in order to find himself. And when Illusch answers his questions gruffly, Else sways herself in her own internal language. Until at least she peels the mold off Illusch's leg and recognizes in it her long lost love. They sing a happy love song. There is nothing else to do. Only the cook waits with the food, and death. The dying has already begun.
The young Austrian Sophie Reyer has written an elegy with this piece. With great musicality, she combines words and sound into a speech-concert. The three old people speak like they live, and like they die. Without any sentimentality, the words of the brothers and sisters are often intertwined, sometimes roughly, sometimes softly, each one for itself and yet together. In between, in the midst of the dying the cook pops up with the schnitzel. Or with the dumplings. For only he who eats is still alive. The dead can only be inherited, at most. And that wouldn’t be the worst, either.
"It is evening.
Who wants some, who wants some.
Who wants some, who wants some."
Entstanden im Rahmen von UniT 2009, Graz
3 D, 1 H
UA: 20.03.2012 · Theater im Keller, Graz · Directed by: Eva Weutz