Taking into consideration the complicated situation being experienced by playwriting in our country, this season the Sala Beckett has awarded various grants for playwriting. We are now presenting the result of four of these grants within the context of the Obrador d’estiu in staged reading format.
Almost thirteen years ago my brother went mad. He was twenty, me twenty-three. Suddenly, without really understanding what was happening, I had to deal with my little brother’s psychotic episode, sort out his madness and also my bewilderment. Discovering the vast abyss of mental illness while discovering my own brother.
This play responds to the need to translate this experience into dramatic material. To question our relationship with madness. To show a reality both misunderstood and avoided. And to vindicate the poetics of madness as a source of wisdom, beauty and sense of humour.
Salvador S. Sánchez
One Sunday morning César bursts into his sister’s room. He enters without knocking, he talks very fast and needs money. Half asleep, Rocío gives her bank card to her brother, who disappears from the bedroom as suddenly as he arrived. Just when César leaves, Rocío realises that her brother isn’t well. That his mind has taken flight, like a paper kite blown by a gust of wind. Minutes later, the family receives a call from the hospital: César has just been admitted into the emergency room.
From then on, Rocío will try to reconstruct her brother’s crazy days to understand the reasons for his crisis. Retracing the paths that César took the week before his collapse, looking for the differences between common sense and delirium, Rocío will start getting to know her little brother. And she, at the same time, will begin to know herself.