A moment to deliberate

A moment to deliberate “I almost do not exist now and I know it; God knows what lives in me in place of me.”

                                                       Derevo’s Harlekin

Addassinski plays the suffering Petrushka archetype, constantly in pain, wounded by circumstances and the uncontrollability of his own feelings.

His unrequited love pushing him in sheer desperation to rip open his chest and extract from it his heart - a beautiful red pepper- to present to his girl. She dances a little dance and we watch horrified at what we know she is about to do, eat it.

Another beautiful scene sees his monkey contemplate her beauty and wait for him to see her, but unrequited love returns once more to deliver its pang.

The performance ends with Petrushka and the plank of wood borne on his shoulders, rotating like the giant hands of a clock, a gliding plank but a stumbling man in an image of Christ with his cross, passing over the crowds’ heads as they duck- the man who must, like Atlas, bear the world’s burden creates an image that manages both to belittle the man and invest in him enormous power.

An apt quote about Derevo’s work, they are indeed “productions that often leave your brain spinning with questions but your heart twanging with comprehension.”

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