Its most beautiful, up in of all times the unforgettable scenic invention is not required more than a table, two chairs, a chess Board, two people. An elderly man and a young woman. He, the Lord, the servant girl. She puts him in two moves checkmate, which is actually a chess madness. Because the match between the two of you for a Moment from the eyes, is also a totally crazy game with love, is an on-the-fly in the air gesehnsüchteltes themselves devour and Caress alone with Looks. The most erotic game of chess, possibly the most erotic scene ever, which you could see in the theatre ever. Both in their beautiful Casualness, as in their weird, shimmering matter of course. And it was, if you want to have music to introduce (there was no, but I heard it anyway), as Debussy would have composed the free foaming of sixteenth-note triplets in his “L’isle joyeuse” extra for the scene.
the Director didn’t need a sign apparatus, no Incidence of crummy paintings. He had been listening to the characters just fine, and exactly elicited, what would you have told no one – except him. A Director-Confessor of grace. Knew how to keep a secret, although not under the seal of secrecy, but the bottom seal of a miracle to.
A door-opener to hope para-game set this
So Werner Düggelin 2001 in the show house in Zurich Strindberg’s “severe weather” in the dreams of most picturesque scene. At the place where the in Siebnen-born in the Canton of Schwyz after an aborted German language and literature studies as a very idiosyncratic, so to speak, with the Spotlights secretly directed by a leading gaffer had once begun, and of which he took off mutmachend scared off by the film’s Director, Leopold Lindt mountain, to Paris. There he studied with Roger Blin directed his craft, was easy to handle in the worlds of Beckett, Ionesco and Adamov, appeared in the early sixties, at the state theatre of Darmstadt, where he furnished his room with a bed from a “Hamlet”production: The “Dügg” it seemed, was holding his characters, that he wanted to catch you in a dream, but in wakefulness, only eavesdrop. He was a Big shot in the area of European fineness of theatre artists. And so he conjured up his figures against worlds in front of the brain, the heart, soul and eyes that dared you to introduce yourself hardly.