David Bowie entzaubert sich selbst

„Dass du das KZ überlebt hast, rechtfertigt nicht alles was danach kam!“, wirft die Mutter der Großmutter vor. Die beiden Frauen leben in einem gemeinsamen Berliner Haushalt. Tochter/Enkelin Rahel packt ihre Sachen und zieht nach New York, um zu sehen „wie es dort ist“. Sara Ostertag und ihr Kollektiv makemake sind bekannt für fetzige Inszenierungen frischer Stoffe. Nachdem ihre Produktion „Atlas der abgelegenen Inseln“ mit dem Stella17 ausgezeichnet wurde, bearbeiten makemake nun Sasha Marianna Salzmanns Roman „Muttersprache Mameloschn“.
Drei spannende Frauenrollen, dargestellt von vier starken Spielerinnen auf der kleinen Bühne des Kosmos Theater, ein riesiger Wahlfischkopf, Arbeiterlieder und Kaddish. Der starke, musikalische Abend überrascht mit witzigen performativen Elementen. Dass die hohe Ballung der Themen und Diskurse (Generationenkonflikt, DDR-Kritik, Sozialismus-Traum, antisemitische ‚Säuberung‘ der SED, Religionskritik), das Publikum nicht erschlagen, sondern über 90 Minuten Konzentration und emotionale Involvierung halten, ist dem exzellenten Team von makemake zuzurechnen.
Mit: Suse Lichtenberger, Jelena Popržan, Michèle Rohrbach, Martina Rösler
Dauer: 90 Minuten (keine Pause)
Yael Ronen and Ensemble expose the arbitrariness and flippancy with which Austrian authorities decide upon asylum applications. They lash out against the absurdity of prevailing attitudes towards refugees, as well as the helplessness of those who try to oppose them.
Sipping from a bottle of free beer, I see people in grey overalls going in and out of a ground floor flat which has been turned into a theatre. Sometimes they ceremoniously read edicts out loud. Sometimes they laugh and screech while wrestling and licking each other on the floor.
Gérald Sibleyras exploits and makes fun of a distressing situation I am all too familiar with. There is an important event coming up, to which my partner or I have been looking forward for weeks. We need to leave the flat soon or otherwise we are going to be late. As every minute passes the tension rises, and either she or I —but more often I— start getting irritated at silly little things, like not finding the keys or turning off the lights. Suddenly an argument breaks out, which is about much more than just the keys or the lights, and we end up being at least half an hour late.
Emre Akal and Rieke Süßkow have prepared the perfect present for nationalists this winter.
They are a little bit late for Christmas, but their stock will certainly not last long. The demand is high this season for traditional Germanic families in aseptically isolated homes. They stand still and smile like figures in a snow globe. Or rather like figures in a Polly Pocket dollhouse come out of the 1990s, with a cat and all furniture included. This particular set is light blue, but they probably come in other colours as well.