Transports

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• Writing and performance: Bénédicte Monnoye

 

• Actor's work: Félicianne Ledoyen

 

• Scenography: Frédéric Houtteman

 

• Lighting designer: Stephen Ferrari

 

• Voice over recording: Daniel Dejean

 

• Sound arrangements: Stephen Ferrari

 

• Sound and light manager: Stephen Ferrari

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Transports where a character is looking for a life , adresses the theme of the personal and emotional development of a young woman through public transport.

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She is excessive, she explodes and doesn’t let anyone near her.  She rejects, she disllikes this worrying world which upsets, confuses her and prevents her from being.

So she insults, pouts, spits.  She is angry at this world which doesn’t work the way she expects it to.  She dislikes children, youth, the elderly, the handsome, the ugly...everyone.  She doesn’t like anybody.

 

And yet, a tiny sign indicates that all she actually wants is to be surprised and loved.  Then , she’ll open up, slightly, first one eye which closes almost instantly, but opens up once more….

The characters, angel-like, pass through her life to bring her to life.  However she’s afraid of them and rejects them, projecting on them all of her anxiety which stop her from breathing and are slowly killing her.

Then, a child’s smile, a loving look, someone even more lost than herself, enable her to breathe and see those who share her train or bus in a new light.

Another way to see life.  New eyes to observe the world.  A desire to live, yes, live.

 

She is alone onstage, at the edge of an abyss.  Dialogue, monologue, speech, judgment, scorning others to keep them at bay.

 

She is prepared, equiped for the day which starts with public transport….

She can’t stand promiscuity, making this task nightmarish….

Then she  falls into the abyss.  It doesn’t actually hurt that much and she realises, She is the abyss.

 

Public transport are public spaces which have unfortunately become places of violence and agression.  They are the pirror of an ailing society lacking in communication skills.  Identities are crushed.  The slightest look, movement or smile, if it is ill interpreted can unleash violence.

 

Some people feel destabalised because the only available space in public transport has to be shared with ‘scary’ strangers as fear of ourselves becomes fear of others.  These strangers, mostly are only transient, unless one of these casual encounters ends up turning our life upside down.

 

It is intriguing to see the world throught the eyes of this unusual and ethereal character to better notice the aberations, excesses, violence, clumsiness and tenderness, gentleness and love of the world which surrounds us.

 

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