An image that recalls childhood, frees the verbal stream of memory and the subconscious, reduces words to an indistinct groaning coming from the innermost recesses of the body, as amorphous psychic matter.
John Dexter’s brilliant production, James Levine’s masterful conducting of the eclectic score, and a sensational cast come together to make this Kurt Weill–Bertolt Brecht masterpiece a riveting evening of music theater.
“I don’t drive, but I know people who’ll drive 100 metres to go to the shops. Our society is obsessed with the car, with coming and going, getting somewhere.
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Have you watched Urlo colored yet? What did you think about it?