Avignon, Wednesday June 29, 2 p.m.
It is in a small air-conditioned reception room on the first floor of the Hôtel de l'Horloge that Kirill Serebrennikov enters on the tip of his sneakers, apologizing for being three minutes late.
He is a courteous man.
In Bermuda shorts, T-shirt, pale pink cap, two small pirate rings in his left ear, Elton John 1976-style glasses, the director, accompanied by his assistant and his translator, does not seem in his plate.
Didn't he just learn, a few moments ago, of the closure, in Moscow, of the mythical Gogol Center which he had transformed into a major space for contemporary creation?
"You had to see the vitality of this place, the large public that came there, the openness to the contemporary, the West..."
, recalls his
"brother"
David Bobée, director of the Théâtre du Nord in Lille.
To be abnormal is to have doubts about the laws of existence.
It's the insolent guy who arrives and says: "No, that's not it, it happens differently"
Kirill Serebrennikov
Kirill Serebrennikov, this Russian director and director that all the French intelligentsia is tearing up, was born in…
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