Klaxon,Trompette et Pétarades
I am pleased to announce the first performance of “Klaxon,Trompette et Pétarades”. This is the new play of the company Del Intermezzo. I had the pleasure since last year, several times to come and coach gestural and bodily to stick closer to the verbose text vitality required by Dario Fo.
The performance will take place Saturday, February 16, 2013 at 20:30 SAMOIS SUR SEINE (France – 77) LA SALLE SAMOISIENE. Reservations at 09 50 41 48 99.

The play
One evening in October 1979, Antonio Berardi, laborer Fiat Mirafiori factory, had his life turned upside down.
He attends a chase between two cars ending with a serious accident. Taking his courage in both hands, he decides to intervene to save the occupants of the vehicles on fire. But then he is a man of extracting flames, he is shot by terrorists. Covering the wound with his jacket, he embarks on his own car and escaped. Realizing that the situation may be too complicated for him, he says the injured ambulance called to the scene of the accident and went into hiding for fear of being accused of collaborating with terrorists.
However, there is a problem! The wounded man was the victim of a kidnapping and Antonio left him his jacket containing its own ID.
And the story gets more complicated when the face completely disfigured wounded must be rebuilt. The surgeon is based on the photo Antonio, unaware that the wounded who were redone with the portrait head is none other than Antonio Giani Agnelli, Antonio’s boss!
Misunderstandings are connected then in this fast-paced comedy explosive! Between Rosa, his ex-wife who tries to recover his mistress who wants to save the police and accused of being a dangerous terrorist responsible for the removal of Agneli, Antonio becomes goat and we with him. We laugh constantly good heart before this scene punctuated by the actors and musicians in unison.
Behind this farce, there is a real incisive look at the Italian company ’70s. Dario Fo, playwright committed, has created this farce during one of the darkest periods in Italy, when clashed brigade, political parties, government and secret services. He puts his finger on all forms of corruption in the text written just after the assassination of Aldo Moro. He spares no one, even if his heart leans more towards Antonio.
This great text libertarian is not a single charge against the Italian employers, if the big joke is, when the text is to him a rare subtlety, it does not take a ride and echoes with the world Berlusconi is obvious. It is a pleasure to attend this farce of modern times alongside burlesque. “Dario Fo is a worthy heir of the Commedia dell’Arte.”
