We are witnessing here the pangs of a collective creation of what is meant to be a musical.
But which is obviously not a musical like the others.
Who has already attended a rehearsal here of artists imagining a new show will find the scene more real than life with its human interactions for better or for worse.
The moods of some, their obsessions, their egos, all this makes for an enjoyable melting pot.
Arrives on stage Pierre Cartonnet obviously late, as in life, a banana in hand who would have had
"a setback".
And the rehearsal resumes with Pierre Rigal as the main organizer.
Of course the whole thing goes wrong.
The intersecting footsteps, the exploding interchats, the microphones falling to the floor… It's sometimes very schoolboyish, we argue with each other but in fact we like each other.
Even if we are in the unpredictable and the crazy, the common thread remains this beautiful interaction between the sounds and what happens on stage.
The end is a little surprising, we expected an unpredictable fall, but this "rehearsal" ends as it began without really knowing why, almost without reason.
As if the artists were saying goodbye and see you tomorrow.
Even,
at the Rond-Point theater until February 19
