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WHEN YOU PASS OVER MY TOMB

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Arcola Theatre

WHEN YOU PASS OVER MY TOMB at the Arcola Theatre

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“Challenging, stimulating, playful, thrilling, but above all, it defies categorisation.”

At curtain call, Al Nedjari, the actor playing the writer of β€œWhen You Walk Over My Tomb” announces that there is somebody in the audience β€˜pretending to be me’. He invites the real-life Sergio Blanco onstage. We are almost convinced it is this way round, such is the blurring of truth and fiction. We have forgotten by now that Nedjari isn’t, in fact, Blanco, and that Charlie MacGechan and Danny Scheinmann are not their onstage characters too. The acting is so natural and quasi-improvised that we have been utterly drawn into the surreal, stark, seductive fiction.

Two hours earlier, the trio emerge from within the audience and introduce themselves as ghosts, recounting how they each died, before slipping into their characters for the main narrative. β€œWhen You Walk Over My Tomb” recounts the author’s last days having decided to arrange his own assisted suicide in a Swiss clinic run by Dr. Godwin (Scheinmann). He has resolved to donate his body to a convicted necrophiliac, Khaled (MacGechan), interned in the Bethlem psychiatric hospital in London (β€œwhat difference is there between donating my body to science and donating it to someone who might find pleasure in it when I’m dead”). The play unfolds, alternating between the playwright’s encounters with the doctor and the young man who is lustfully preparing to receive his corpse after his death. We lose count of the taboos that are broken as we try to keep up with the uncomfortable yet dizzyingly fascinating and often beautiful prose. There are several references to Mary Shelley’s β€˜Frankenstein’ and, indeed, this play is its own chimera – a monster compounded of incongruous parts. Simultaneously tragic and hopeful. A love letter to life but lusting for death. It even has its own epitaph rather than an epilogue.

“the acting skills of Nedjari, MacGechan and Scheinmann alchemise the complex material into gorgeous bitesize pieces of entertainment that highlight every line of the brilliant material”

β€œWhen You Walk Over My Tomb” follows the success of Blanco’s OFFIE award winning β€˜Thebes Land’ and β€˜The Rage of Narcissus’ at the Arcola Theatre. One of the world’s most performed living Spanish-language writers, his current work is brilliantly adapted and directed by Daniel Goldman who has teased out the themes of death, eroticism, passion, desire, mortality and the afterlife with a surgeon’s skill while still dressing the harrowing subject matter in swathes of humour. Cultural references are thrown in left right and centre from Shakespeare to the Brothers Grimm, Byron, Shelly, Flaubert, Bach, Lennon. Religious iconography becomes pornography, while a drowned child’s discarded Playmobil toy adopts the same potent symbolism of Yorick’s skull.

It is as though the concept of the play within a play is being reflected from parallel mirrors and stretched to infinity. But the acting skills of Nedjari, MacGechan and Scheinmann alchemise the complex material into gorgeous bitesize pieces of entertainment that highlight every line of the brilliant material. Blanco takes time out to explain certain matters, such as the subtle differences between euthanasia and assisted suicide. The doctor recounts some cases (real life or fictional we’re never quite sure) of necrophilia. But it is never expositional. The cast involve the audience at times, or address the tech box, giving cues to the operator – but it is never contrived. The actors blur their real selves with their on-stage personas, but we never lose sight of the distinction. It has been dubbed autofiction and, although the audience doesn’t question it, the actors often wryly step out of character, interrupting the action to ask what aspects of this show are actually real.

Challenging, stimulating, playful, thrilling, but above all, it defies categorisation. One can describe the patterns of a kaleidoscope, but it is only when you hold it up to the eye that you grasp the true beauty. β€œWhen You Walk Over My Tomb” is one of those pieces of theatre that has to be seen to be believed. Original, perverse, intoxicating. Funny and sad; it will make you look at life another way. And death. And what lies between and possibly after. A must-see triumph. I bet you’re dying to see it!

 

WHEN YOU PASS OVER MY TOMB at the Arcola Theatre

Reviewed on 12th February 2024

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Alex Brenner

 

 

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

SPUTNIK SWEETHEART | β˜…β˜…β˜… | October 2023
GENTLEMEN | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | October 2023
THE BRIEF LIFE & MYSTERIOUS DEATH OF BORIS III, KING OF BULGARIA | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | September 2023
THE WETSUITMAN | β˜…β˜…β˜… | August 2023
UNION | β˜…β˜…β˜… | July 2023
DUCK | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | June 2023
POSSESSION | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | June 2023
UNDER THE BLACK ROCK | β˜…β˜…β˜… | March 2023
THE MISTAKE | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | January 2023
THE POLTERGEIST | β˜…β˜…Β½ | October 2022
THE APOLOGY | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | September 2022
L’INCORONAZIONE DI POPPEA | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | July 2022

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I Occur Here – 5 Stars

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I Occur Here

The Space

Reviewed – 14th August 2018

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“their neediness leads them to dance with a desperate parody of abandon, both agonising to watch and hilarious

 

Little known in the UK, Uruguayan novelist, essayist and poet Mario Benedetti is revered in Latin America. His death in 2009 became a catalyst for the region’s artists and writers and it is his poem β€˜This is my house’ that provides the title for this short piece of physical theatre, staged with great brio at The Space Arts Theatre by the Oh Dear Theatre Company.

This work explodes Benedetti’s concept of home as a place in which there is no doubt, to the modern reality for millions, caught in the churn of teeming migration. Four transient archetypes (played by Daniela Cristo Mantilla, Nathalie Czarnecki, Santiago Del Fosco and Karolina Kritz) make their way for four different reasons, from the stability of their homelands to four barely defined destinies.

Theirs is a peculiarly modern variety of migrant, sharing nothing apart from their β€˜in-betweenness’, unable to establish themselves in the cultural washing machine into which they are thrown. Indeed, clothing is used brilliantly from the start, the characters maniacally trying on and discarding clothes, effective as a metaphor for their unstable self-images, but also as a portrayal of instability itself. Wardrobe and the use of colour helps to separate out the play’s taxonomy of home-leavers – the searcher, the escaper, the mover and the ousted – creating order within a writhing, vibrant spectacle.

Physical theatre is not generally a clarifying medium. However, as a way to convey the delirium of the protagonists it is well chosen. Without acknowledging Benedetti’s influence, his appreciation of the poetry of the ordinary world runs through Hannah Winter’s script, with short, snatched scenes articulating perfectly those conversations with parents on leaving, that crisis of deciding what to pack for a journey to somewhere impossible to know. Movement Direction (Christian From) is no less articulate, for example in the scene in which the bewildered four are simply unable to sit on chairs properly, too anxious about fitting in, to fit in. Likewise, as they finally make friends, their neediness leads them to dance with a desperate parody of abandon, both agonising to watch and hilarious.

Despite a shredded narrative, mangled vowels and disconnected storylines, Directors Malena Arcucci and Mariana Aristizabel Pardo ensure the performance remains enjoyable and meaningful. Granted, it’s unlikely anyone will understand all mother tongues employed. Yet through the construction of the script, the use of audio sequences (Francisco Dorado) and lighting (Niko Goodman) to demarcate and punctuate, a kind of geometry is created to hold the audience and set up a satisfying conclusion, as the ousted meets an inevitable fate.

 

Reviewed by Dominic Gettins

 


I Occur Here

The Space until 18th August

 

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Citizen | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | April 2018
Be Born | β˜… | June 2018
Bluebird | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | July 2018

 

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