Volkstheater Vienna – Schedule, Program & Tickets

Volkstheater

Since the Viennese Volktheater (then to distinguish it from other national platforms of the Dual Monarchy under the name Deutsches Volkstheater) was founded in 1889, the Viennese theater scene is still divided sharply by stalls: the Burgtheater is about reserved as an imperial private theater of the aristocracy. There is increasing the over voices calling for a German folk theater as decidedly bourgeois, even folk pictorial counterpart to the Court Theatre. There should be played alongside popular plays mainly classical and modern dramas ...
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Sa 19:30
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Volkstheater
Are we at the end of time - or just about to start again? A deserted landscape with an endless gray sea. And a room. In it a clown-like duo that is stuck: Hamm, with paralyzed legs and blind, orders his servant Clov around. He can walk. But don't run away. Even if he tries again and again.
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"What am I myself? What did I do? I collected and used everything that came to my mind, my ears, my senses. Thousands of individuals have contributed to my works, they all came and brought me their thoughts, their skills, their experiences; so I often reap what others have sown. My life's work is that of a collective being, and this work bears the name of Goethe." (Goethe 1832, a few weeks before his death)
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„deutschen sprach sein ein kulturensprach / sein ein alt alt kulturensprach. deutschen literaturen sein ein kulturenliteraturen / ein ganz groß kulturenliteraturen.“
Are we at the end of time - or just about to start again? A deserted landscape with an endless gray sea. And a room. In it a clown-like duo that is stuck: Hamm, with paralyzed legs and blind, orders his servant Clov around. He can walk. But don't run away. Even if he tries again and again.
Are we at the end of time - or just about to start again? A deserted landscape with an endless gray sea. And a room. In it a clown-like duo that is stuck: Hamm, with paralyzed legs and blind, orders his servant Clov around. He can walk. But don't run away. Even if he tries again and again.
„Freiheit? Wozu?“ (Jean-Luc Godard)

Der Würgeengel ist alttestamentarisch der von Gott zum Töten ausgesandte Engel, soviel vorab
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"What am I myself? What did I do? I collected and used everything that came to my mind, my ears, my senses. Thousands of individuals have contributed to my works, they all came and brought me their thoughts, their skills, their experiences; so I often reap what others have sown. My life's work is that of a collective being, and this work bears the name of Goethe." (Goethe 1832, a few weeks before his death)
Volkstheater
"What am I myself? What did I do? I collected and used everything that came to my mind, my ears, my senses. Thousands of individuals have contributed to my works, they all came and brought me their thoughts, their skills, their experiences; so I often reap what others have sown. My life's work is that of a collective being, and this work bears the name of Goethe." (Goethe 1832, a few weeks before his death)
„Freiheit? Wozu?“ (Jean-Luc Godard)

Der Würgeengel ist alttestamentarisch der von Gott zum Töten ausgesandte Engel, soviel vorab
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Are we at the end of time - or just about to start again? A deserted landscape with an endless gray sea. And a room. In it a clown-like duo that is stuck: Hamm, with paralyzed legs and blind, orders his servant Clov around. He can walk. But don't run away. Even if he tries again and again.
Gerhart Hauptmann, who later won the Nobel Prize for Literature, was only 27 years old when he wrote his drama EINSAME MENSCHEN. In a time full of social upheavals, he describes the struggle of individuals who are looking for new forms of community and yet cannot find each other.
Gerhart Hauptmann, who later won the Nobel Prize for Literature, was only 27 years old when he wrote his drama EINSAME MENSCHEN. In a time full of social upheavals, he describes the struggle of individuals who are looking for new forms of community and yet cannot find each other.
"What am I myself? What did I do? I collected and used everything that came to my mind, my ears, my senses. Thousands of individuals have contributed to my works, they all came and brought me their thoughts, their skills, their experiences; so I often reap what others have sown. My life's work is that of a collective being, and this work bears the name of Goethe." (Goethe 1832, a few weeks before his death)