Tour for Catalonia done during September, October and November 2017
Year 2009. The USA has been invading Iraq since 2003. The war continues. Sarah, a prestigious war photographer, returns from Iraq to her Brooklyn apartment. She returns seriously wounded from a bomb impact while covering the conflict. He is accompanied by James, also a war reporter, who after suffering a crisis of anxiety and leaving the scene of the conflict has returned to look for his wife. At home they will have to heal their wounds. The visit of Richard, editor and friend of the couple, accompanied by his new girlfriend, the young and naive Mandy. She will make Sarah and James review their project of life and couple. A year of truce (treva) for each one to decide what he wants to do with his life.
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Directed by: Julio Manrique
Translated by: Cristina Genebat
With: Clara Segura (Sarah Goodwin), David Selvas (James Dodd), Ramon Madaula (Richard Ehrlich) and Mima Riera (Mandy Bloom)
Stage designer: Cesc Calafell
Lightning designer: David Bofarull a.a.i.
Sound designer: Damien Bazin
Costume designer: Maria Armengol
Make up and hair designer: Paula Ayuso
Technical chief: Arnau Planchart
Stage builders: Carles Hernández “Xarli” , Òscar Hernández “Ou”, Noelia Osuna and Laia Puig
Stage manager: Raúl Gallegos Duarte
Costume assistant: Marta Pell
Graphic designer: Joan Aguadé
Photographers: Felipe Mena | Guillermo A. Chaia
Show trailer: Guillermo A. Chaia
With the support of: Òpticas Sanabre and Punto Blanco
An the special sponsorship from SMEG
Produced by La Brutal, La Villarroel and Bitò Produccións.
Acknowledges David Bassa, Marc Marginedas, Plàcid García-Planas, Guillermo Cervera, Oriol Planas, Maite Zamora, Marina Vilardell, FOCUS, Teatre Lliure, Montse Olivella, Sala Beckett, Farmàcia M. Faura, Pep Montmany (Aquasermont, SL), Andreu Rami, Anna Rosa Cisquella, Bernat Puigtobella and Roger Parés
We were sitting in a circle around him, in the rehearsal room, eager to listen and with the secret ambition that by listening to him we would answer a question that we now sense has no answer. Why do you do this? Why do you do what you do? Why do our characters do what they do? Our guest has worked for many years as a reporter in the international section of a prestigious newspaper, covering many of the conflicts of recent decades. It premiered in the Balkans and since then “collects wars”. He has seen the war, he has lived it, and since he saw that it could not be described, he wrote it. The triumph of the lyric over the epic, to approach what he defines as “paradox”. In short, I believe that the work we have in our hands is exactly this: paradoxes.
“I’m an asshole,” he says suddenly. “Probably, in one way or another, we all are. We smile nodding our heads (like assholes?). “It’s essential to admit it, it’s the only way not to fall into imposture. I think back to the text, I think of Sarah, the intrepid photojournalist who almost died in Iraq and can’t help but get bored to death in Brooklyn. The one who ends up saying and telling herself after a few fights and making-ups: “I’m a fraud”. Why do you take pictures? Why do you risk your life for a picture? Who do you want to save? What do you “shoot” against? Who?
I can’t think of a single, reassuring answer. I don’t think it exists. I don’t think the characters of “Time stands still” will find unique and reassuring answers after their truce. But I believe, or I want to believe, that accompanying them for a while fighting in their own wars can help us, not even remotely, to heal our wounds. All the while, for an instant, time stands still.