Showing posts with label Le Trident. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Le Trident. Show all posts

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Review: (Quebec City) Tout ce qui tombe

Steve Gagnon (photo credit: Vincent Champoux)

Love, hope, words and decisions
Falling falling falling...falling down, falling to pieces, falling...and getting up again
by Isabelle-Ann Charlebois

Le Trident’s first play of the season gives us a very moving première from Véronique Côté - her first dramatic text - and a co-production with les Fonds de Tiroirs. Tout ce qui Tombe, directed by Frédéric Dubois, Artistic Director of des Fonds de Tiroirs, invites us to think about where we stand in our own lives, where we are heading, or where we’d like to be....questions, questions, questions, always putting our lives into perspective.

Côté’s play which I thought would have been a light and funny one, instead had weight with a pinch of German. It's four stories, three eras, one place: Berlin, Germany.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Review: (Quebec City) L'Odysée




Sensuality, rage, courage and determination
By Isabelle-Ann Charlebois
This was a magnificent "Season of Women" at Le Trident.  Even with this last production, an adaptation of The Odyssey, L'Odysée, every female actor fills the space in Martin Genest's production.Yes, we know that Ulysses' two-decade voyage was a hell of a journey but so too was the path of the women left behind -  one scattered with tears, hope and sorrow.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Review: (Quebec City) Madame de Sade

(photo credit: Vincent Champoux)

Ecstasy, fantasy, eroticism, desires, fidelity, infidelity, one word: Turmoil 
A very unique adaptation of Yukio Mishima.

By Isabelle-Ann Charlebois
Madame de Sade at Le Trident, directed by Martine Beaulne, is a succulent and brilliant melting pot of womanly emotions, fantasy, desires and text, text, text.
Six magnificent female actors play out their individual relationships to the Marquis de Sade, as they gush their feelings and experiences. All of them at some point in their lives fell for his tenderness, sensuality and his pretty little face. This “minois” in fact, hides a grotesque creature.