The pleasure, where it does not end
Love is also time suspended by the word, the language – Portuguese in this case – which invites itself into the body, which hypnotizes them and returns them to a happy flesh. All of Bressane’s staging can be found there, all of this surprising and obvious invention, that is to say alive. In its rhythm, in its editing, in its ruptures, its winks and even its obscurities which we know all come out of the same passion …
A triangle – three beings – suspended in desire, a desire that hangs on all their gestures.
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