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Last week I went to the theater with friends. was the first time I see a contemporary piece in a small room. * Mode * is snobbish I had always seen as classics in large théâaaaatres like Comedy françaiiiiiise. * Off * And how snobbish I must say that I really enjoyed the experience.

It was so long that I did not go to the theater that I had forgotten how it is nice to have in front of you real people, not a giant screen (although I must say that Leonardo Dicaprio giant is not bad either lol). The atmosphere created is very different, unique. There is a interactivity with the actors, the public , which I think makes each single representation.

During this meeting, for example, the actor has forgotten his text, disrupted by two connasses speaking spectators. And although this has not been embarrassing, this was an opportunity to joke and winks with the public. Same as in a scene the two actors are in a "car" (the scenery lol .. it takes imagination to the theater) and hope not to get arrested by the police, relying on the three black car in front them. Suddenly, saying its text, the actor strikes a blush. In the audience at the forefront, a young black man. What could be embarrassing or simply ignored became a joke with the audience. I really loved the human side of contemporary theater mainly because I think there is a joke and not just listen to beautiful texts like classical pieces or there is less room for improvisation (I can not imagine forgetting his text too Hamlet, Othello takes the audience from the French Comedy Sganarelle or making a joke out its partner text .. no no no no, booed the general public, the granny in the front row had a heart attack, Mr de la Motte Dugenou ends in a fit of uncontrolled rage has set fire to the theater because Damn, we do not touch the classic is not it my dear.)

For Paris the hearing, in case you ask, the part that I was seeing called Couscous with bacon ; the history of a marriage between a somewhat complicated and a French man of Arab origin, especially when the beautiful families get involved (and what a beautiful family! The Arab mother she was worth the trip alone, hat the actor!).

The funny part is , humor is simple and fairly cliché, but effective (such as "if you continue to do us freeze I'll end up shitting ice cubes),
also full of misunderstandings result of misunderstandings due to Differing cultures (French / Arabic, Catholic / Muslim (lol the prayer mat in mat ..) but always treated with kindness and self-deprecating, all carried by a dynamic duo of young actors, accomplices and very funny . I advise history of a fun night, friends or family. The only downside ... what we are evil sitting in this theater! I'm quite small and my feet did not touch the ground, not very pleasant for a little over an hour!

Finally unrelated but I do not know why I spoken of the poem with the friend who accompanied me to the theater and it seems logical to also connect you here. I love it, because for me it is this memory that we still have places of our childhood , even when we had to leave for follow our ambition (let's be clear to win the dough, just to be able to go to the theater or see on the big screen says DiCaprio). How some simple unpretentious landscapes to our eyes may be worth more than all the great monuments of the world (especially the Eiffel Tower actually.'m The only one in the world to think that everything is rotten?) Because it is the land was born and grow our ancestors. (Well not without being chauvinistic eh, we will still not start singing and Charden ston (yeah you know the thing about cows and Normandy).

Happy which, as Ulysses, has made a fine voyage, or how
cestuy then who conquered the fleece
And then returned, full of purpose and reason,
Living with his parents the rest of his age!

When shall I see, alas, my little village
Smoking chimney, and in what season
Will I see the ending of my poor house, I
Who province, and much more? More

What I like living my ancestors built,
That Roman palaces forehead bold
More than marble hard I like the fine slate: More

my Gallic Loir, the Latin Tiber,
More my little read, that the Palatine hill, And
more than the sweetness of sea air Anjou.

Joachim du Bellay (1522-1560), regrets.

And finally to keep the same theme, how old * is * Letter to crouton of France Polnareff, beautiful declaration of love to our beautiful country (although I am not particularly fan of the voice Polnareff not at all elsewhere, but hey, the text is pretty and then there's the piano, and everyone knows everything when we forgive there is the piano. Sisi is marked in the Bible, you can check, is somewhere in the middle of the end).

And because it takes a bit of youth in this article and rhythm, Boogie Love by Alexz Johnson the lyrics are weak but for once the rhythm and the voices are cool ... So now let's dance ^ ^