Private game reserve (2.003)

AUTHOR: Rogelio San Luis Ramos

Synopsis

Tres criadas uniformadas. El matrimonio en el bosque. Dos matrimonios amigos. Las criadas en los brazos de los señores. Tres indigentes. Les ofrecen un banquete. Los menesterosos en el bosque. Los señores con escopetas. Suplican de rodillas. Corren. Disparan. A uno lo alcanzan en un árbol y sube a otro. El bebé llora. La madre le da el pecho. Deja de llorar y lo matan. Al que le falta una pierna, le caen las muletas. Corre a la pata coja y muere. Matan al del árbol. La madre les muestra desafiante el pecho. Muere al lado del hijo. En jaulas. Interpretan mímicamente, y a cámara lenta, la cacería. Sirven cocinados los pordioseros. Los señores los van devorando. Fuertes dentelladas. Gritos de dolor de los mendigos y llanto del niño. El bosque. Los matrimonios se intercambian. Se desnudan rápidos. Las criadas con las escopetas. Imploran de rodillas. Los acusan de los muertos que habitan en su poderoso bosque. Corren. Los van matando. Las criadas inermes. Escapan. Tres escopetas disparan en

Technical data

Gender:
Tragedy

Female characters:
None

Male characters:
None

Space
3

Duration
90 - 120 min.

Other data
Rogelio San Luis Ramos
About the author

Rogelio San Luis Ramos

MY BIOGRAPHY TO SCENE was unaware that there was no one I had discussed. What a surprise. I went to court to ask for a birth certificate for one of my characters and I found mine. Had come to life, in La Coruña (Spain), April 22, 1935. I read it, as if it were a book, the pages of my memories. Dwelt in the darkness, was a companion of shadows without sense. The light, from the spotlight, he showed me the reality. Dwelt on an empty stage, in a space of fiction. I had to invent my own being, arise between the nothing. My imagination was creating the argument that it should interpret. I painted the backdrop for the world, a home, parents, society. The whole history of humanity can be found in the tables on which it represents its absurd spectacle. I was happy, I was playing in theater, I felt free. I soon stopped being one. Tanks, ships and planes invaded us. The authors died shot or went too far. The scenario, kidnapped

Specialty
Playwright.

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