Jeanne prepares to enter the ring for her first boxing championship
In the locker room, amidst the adrenaline rush and the scent of camphor, the scents of her childhood in the south rise up. The song of the cicadas clashes with the voices of her mother, who only speaks to the dog, her father, who would have preferred to have a son, and Francesco, her coach, for whom, in life, only sweat and self-confidence pay off. Julie Duval is stunning. Much more than a story, her show is a journey into the merciless world of misexpressed feelings, misunderstood rebellions, and so-called accidental physical assaults.
Everything here reeks of war...
/ By and with: Julie Duval / Directed by and collaborated on dramaturgy: Juliette Bayi and Élodie Menant / Lighting design: Thomas Cottereau / Composers: Rodolphe Dubreuil and Rob Adans / Choreography: Julie Cash
Everything here reeks of war...
/ By and with: Julie Duval / Directed by and collaborated on dramaturgy: Juliette Bayi and Élodie Menant / Lighting design: Thomas Cottereau / Composers: Rodolphe Dubreuil and Rob Adans / Choreography: Julie Cash
