A cemetery. Somewhere.
Some time. A man. A woman. A love and a death.
And such time as bouncing back and
forth between then, now and then. Apparently completely
without a logical consequence and above all without
breaks that say that ten, maybe twenty years have
Jon Fosse's play "Dream of Autumn" is
a dream game without beginning and end. The theme is
life and death, which is coming too fast.
Michael Nyqvist and Marie Richardson
play the nameless couple meeting in a cemetery and hurry
home to her hotel room. Though they do not even get away
before his parents pop in ready to bury the grandmother.
Though, in fact, it has been a decade. And suddenly,
even the father is dead. Finally, life is nothing more
than a good death.
The focus is more on what is not said
than what is really said. For Waterfall's figures do not
speak to each other, they rely on banal conversation
topics and meaningless remarks in a repetitive
vocabulary. It sounds heavy, but despite the
seriousness, it is often surprisingly fun.
Since Fosse has written away from
time and space, the role figures must also retain some
anonymity. Michael Nyqvist's Man is nervously rescued
most of his life, while Marie Richardson's wife laughs
Börje Ahlstedt plays the father,
stuck in a heavy old man's bag while Gunnel Lindblom's
mother is the only one who demands and dares to show her
longing for love.
They play all human kisses rather
than people and they make it very convincing. Jens
Sethzman's stinging cemetery framed by stone walls,
being a funeral building, reinforces the impression of
space and timelessness.
As an elegance of life, "Dream of
Autumn" at the same time is thoughtful, sad and
extremely sincere. A mere hour-long performance that can
not leave anyone untouched.