Direction: Giorgia Peruzzi

Directing assistance: Alessandro Sanmartin

Lights: Giorgia Peruzzi, Alessandro Sanmartin

Music: Michele Iuso

With: Alessandro Sanmartin, Giovanna Bartolotta, Anna Peretto and Marco Pasquale

 

In-corporeo is a performance of Black Light Theatre, a technique that has its roots in the Chinese shadow theatre but that is mainly developed in Prague, in the Czech Republic. A technique that hides the actors by means of special lighting to make fluorescent objects and costumes stand out, creating a magical atmosphere.
It was born out of a desire to create a show for children. We asked ourselves what we wanted to say to a young audience, what concept to convey; what our generation, in the unusual role of the adults, could say to a growing generation. In-corporeo is about us and our bodies and is made by us and our bodies, which on stage are transformed, grow, become other than themselves, mix and colour. Our arms become eyes, our backs become noses, our clothes become strange animals in a dream, our hands play invisible instruments. The rules of the world change and we discover we can even fly... A show that talks about bodies in transformation, that tells about the inside invisible to the sight and the outside receptor of the world. It talks about emotions, about what happens when we fall in love, when we get scared, when the emotion is so strong that our heart seems to burst. It talks about voice, about sound, about mouth and stomach, it talks about brain and synapses, about dreams and desires. About beautiful and ugly, short and tall, thin and fat bodies, about useful and forgotten bodies that get tired of waiting for us and decide to go their own way. In-corporeo is a show for ice cream eaters in front of the TV, it is a show for children who pick their noses, who rub their eyes too hard and who never want to brush their teeth. It is dedicated to all those people, young and old, who no longer know anything about their own bodies due to being in front of the computer and the TV. How long has it been since we last listened to the rumblings of our stomachs, imagining that they were human words?

 

 

Photos by Matteo Mascella