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MESA DE HIJOS DE PUTA \ TABLE OF MOTHERFUCKERS
MESA DE HIJOS DE PUTA \ TABLE OF MOTHERFUCKERS (2014)
We observe like pereverts: the protocols, the actions and the words of this bunch of human beings, and their ceremony: diginified, fried.
We don't know where they come from. We don't understand why they are about to eat. If they hate or love each other or if they need each other for their personal purposes —eg. eating a pig.
Food. Synchronized swimming & film references
A grotesque birthday cake.
The slurping routine.
'Zampabollos' & Motherfuckers.
2014 ETS ARQUITECTURA | MADRID
Idea + Direction + Choreography Luis Amália
Cast Miguel González Castro, Juanjo González Ferrero, Marta de las Heras, Eva Hernán, Andrés Juste, Antonio Martín Sebastián, Alberto Marcilla, Lux Nieve, María Núñez, Miguel de la Ossa, Carmen Rivas, Carlota Mir, Sara Thabit
Guest Starring Ignacio de Antonio, Roberto García Fernández, Óscar Hernández Tristancho + João Quintela
Stage Manager + Lights Francisco Lidón Plaza
Costume Design Álvaro Borrajo
Art Direction Luis Amália, Francisco Lidón Plaza, Carmen Rivas
Special thanks to Lux's mother & Luisa Costales.
MESA DE HIJOS DE PUTA is a play structured in acts, which match with the different stages of a meal: Starter, First Course, Second Course, Dessert & Sobremesa.
There will be a spacial birthday and an a very welcome guest who ignores the consecuences of his acts.
Uncertainty is the breeding ground for the lost ones.
Those little beasts that run around in packs like coyotes; bootlickers, table cloths, turn around, skid, die.
The table will be the centre of the scene. The actors have parallel scenes, simultanous, sometimes; they speak to each other, or to themselves; they also overlap. Crossed conversations, perhaps.
The food is alwyas present, served thoroughly.
The attendats will move around, change seats and dance.
From spotless to vulgar, flithy.