THEATER
In the old days, life was a savagery. Today, life is a selfie. All the bull-crap got dispersed, growing within social networking, and specialists are having real difficulty in finding genuine crap-talking. Time takes its toll, some faces go, some remain and everything stays more or less the same. Nothing lost, everything transformed - the genetic code of crap-talking is reborn in this frightening, and not-at-all eagerly awaited, new play Filho da Treta.
Zezé continues his struggle against common sense, solidarity, work and other first world concepts, this time accompanied by Júnior who rides a folding bicycle.
In a touching clash between two lost generations they discuss gourmet taverns, refugees, selfie sticks, the new families and other maladies that plague the modern world of this traditional, and endangered, neighbourhood.
Zezé continues his struggle against common sense, solidarity, work and other first world concepts, this time accompanied by Júnior who rides a folding bicycle.
In a touching clash between two lost generations they discuss gourmet taverns, refugees, selfie sticks, the new families and other maladies that plague the modern world of this traditional, and endangered, neighbourhood.
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Text Filipe Homem Fonseca and Rui Cardoso Martins Stage Direction Sónia Aragão Music Bruno Vasconcelos and Nuno Rafael Lighting Design Luís Duarte Costumes Fernanda Ramos Production Força de ProduçãoWith José Pedro Gomes and António Machado
© Paulo Sabino
© Paulo Sabino