Anatol

How much truth can a relationship endure? And how much truth can a human being bear? What, for that matter, is truth? The constant quest for pure love brings only disillusionment. Every love affair is overshadowed by a fear of losing one's partner and happiness. Much better, then, to stay ahead of disillusionment: to leave rather than to be left; to cheat rather than be cheated on; to hurt rather than to be hurt. Ultimately, every relationship ends in a brief affair. With each disillusionment, however, it becomes harder to believe and the loneliness grows. Until one indisputable truth remains: we all die alone.

In this adaptation of Schnitzler's "comedy of the soul", Anatol is performed by a woman: existentially alone, but driven by a deep desire for togetherness and for a love above all else. A love which perhaps does not exist at all. This play is a metaphor for the human psyche: always hungry for something different, better, greater and eternal, but invariably blind to the present. Trapped in her anxieties and doubts, with each new liaison, the main protagonist picks a carbon copy of her previous partner, and compulsively reiterates the same relational pattern. Until past, present and future merge into one, and falling in and out of love become interchangeable.