Narciso dwells in all of the mirrors (2008)

AUTHOR: Rogelio San Luis Ramos

Synopsis

Sonido de agua serena. Cesa. El, setenta y cinco años, se contempla embelesado en un espejo antiguo. Es la primera maravilla del mundo. Gestos ridículos. Una mente única. Está en su cuerpo de cristal. El río sueña su yo entre sus aguas. Simula arrojarse. Desiste. Pasan los años. Será historia en la Tierra. Sale. Ochenta años. Abrigado y apoyado en un bastón. Se ve joven, el triunfador de su época. Hincha grotesco el pecho. Va a darle con el bastón. La verdad es el hallazgo de cada ser. Lo mata con un hacha prehistórica, una copa de veneno, un puñal, un florete, un combate de boxeo, una escopeta. El espejo es silencio. Desea estrangularlo. El espejo recobra vida, lo veja. Le da con un guante. Duelo a pistola. Disparos. Le cae la pistola, lleva las manos al corazón. En el suelo. Recibe un nuevo disparo. Estirado como muerto. Despierta. Intenta inútilmente incorporarse. Se arrastra hasta el espejo. Se incorpora. Queda erguido dentro del espejo. Es su propia imagen. Narciso habita en todos

Technical data

Gender:
Tragedy

Female characters:
None

Male characters:
None

Space
Without specifying

Duration
Microteatro

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.

Other works of Rogelio San Luis Ramos

NOTE: “All of the data has been provided by the authors, therefore, the AAT is not responsible for their accuracy”.

Financiado por la Unión Europea NextGeneration EU
INAEM
Plan de Recuperación, Transformación y Resiliencia
This website uses cookies for its proper operation. By clicking the Accept button, you agree to the use of these technologies and the processing of your data for these purposes. If you want you can Configure cookies and/or review our    Cookie policy
Privacy