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Alone on Stage? An Intimate Pop Piece
The Théâtre de Poche’s Review:
A journey of rare intensity. A story that leaves a lasting impression.
Astrid Albiso delivers a performance of remarkable precision. %C0 She alone brings an entire world to life, supported by a staging in which every artistic choice serves the narrative. She draws us into the heart of a story where the personal meets history with rare delicacy and strength.
A striking demonstration that the power of theater lies in authenticity.
A must-see!
From Videla’s Argentina to Claude François’s France, a childhood marked by exile, memory, and rebuilding.
“La Maison aux Lapins” is the theatrical adaptation of Laura Alcoba’s autobiographical novels. Through the eyes of a child, the play immerses us in 1970s Argentina, marked by military dictatorship, and then in the experience of exile in France.
Amid silence, fear, and imagination, a little girl learns to grow up in hiding, then to rebuild her life in a new language and a new country. This childhood story highlights how political violence becomes ingrained in one’s innermost being, in the body, and in the construction of identity.
In a minimalist production, the characters emerge like fragments of memory, brought to life through voice and movement.
Straddling the line between personal narrative and collective memory, *La Maison aux Lapins* invites the audience to a sensory experience, where theater gives form to what often remains invisible.
Press excerpt: Don’t be fooled by the title, which might make you think of a fairy tale. “La Maison aux Lapins”? It is above all a masterpiece that shakes us to the core, sweeps us away, and leaves us speechless. This powerful production offers actress Astrid Albiso a golden role that allows her to showcase her immense talent. Prodigious, she draws us in, unfolds, suggests%E8re without ever being pushy, and makes us feel close to this little girl %E2g%E9d aged seven in 1976 who grew up in hiding alongside her activist mother. We let ourselves be lulled by the shimmering colors, the music, and the songs of Claude François; we laugh, we cry, and this journey into the mysteries of memory and identity fills us with profound joy. *LA PROVENCE*? JR Barland
