Heit bin e ned munta wuan - Schedule, Program & Tickets
Heit bin e ned munta wuan
The splendor is gone, the monarchy is gone, even the Prater, Hitler and Haider are gone, no more Felix Austria, no world empire, nothing. In the Natural History Museum, death looks macabrely through all the glass panes of the old display cases, the glass eyes of the dead animals glow. The Viennese are experts in preservation and specialists in appearance. They are hugging taxidermists. And death can look more lively and powerful here than life itself. Franz Joseph, Maria Theresia, Sisi - they all still live here, and the ghosts from Heldenplatz also cheer and scream. The dead walk among us, and they are very lively.
Ms. Q. appears. She is such a Viennese soul. And she's been alone for a long time. No socializing, lots of alcohol. Top floor community building, Favoriten. A small apartment, yellow from nicotine, the face gray and the soul black from loneliness. There is a picture of better days hanging on the wall, right next to the corner in which you can see her face, with red cheeks, blonde braids and snow-white hands. TV on, fridge open, cigarette on, beer out and schnapps. To the window with crochet curtain and closed blind. A quick look outside: children playing outside. Open the window, let out the hate tirade, close the window, switch the television, cigarette, schnapps and a quartet of crap. Relaxation. A look at the picture, a tear in the eye, marriage stories, home. And tears again. A laugh. Raise the blind, open the window, let death in, a kiss. And Mrs. Q. on the windowsill lets go...
Wolfgang Menardi, born in Innsbruck, is directing at the Volkstheater for the first time. He has worked here several times as a set designer, including: at the Theater Basel, the Deutsches Theater Berlin, Schauspiel Frankfurt, Berliner Ensemble, Staatsschauspiel Hannover, Schauspielhaus Düsseldorf, Schauspiel Cologne and at the Munich Kammerspiele.
Subject to change.
Ms. Q. appears. She is such a Viennese soul. And she's been alone for a long time. No socializing, lots of alcohol. Top floor community building, Favoriten. A small apartment, yellow from nicotine, the face gray and the soul black from loneliness. There is a picture of better days hanging on the wall, right next to the corner in which you can see her face, with red cheeks, blonde braids and snow-white hands. TV on, fridge open, cigarette on, beer out and schnapps. To the window with crochet curtain and closed blind. A quick look outside: children playing outside. Open the window, let out the hate tirade, close the window, switch the television, cigarette, schnapps and a quartet of crap. Relaxation. A look at the picture, a tear in the eye, marriage stories, home. And tears again. A laugh. Raise the blind, open the window, let death in, a kiss. And Mrs. Q. on the windowsill lets go...
Wolfgang Menardi, born in Innsbruck, is directing at the Volkstheater for the first time. He has worked here several times as a set designer, including: at the Theater Basel, the Deutsches Theater Berlin, Schauspiel Frankfurt, Berliner Ensemble, Staatsschauspiel Hannover, Schauspielhaus Düsseldorf, Schauspiel Cologne and at the Munich Kammerspiele.
Subject to change.