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© Kurt van der Elst

Risjaar Drei

Toneelhuis & Olympique Dramatique
Tue 27.11.2018 and Wed 28.11.2018
27.11.2018
and
28.11.2018
  • 27.11.2018
    20:00 - 22:30
    KVS, Brussels
    KVS BOL
    Past event
  • 28.11.2018
    20:00 - 22:30
    KVS, Brussels
    KVS BOL
    Past event

Risjaar (Richard) is repulsive. He was born premature, unfinished. He is deformed, limps and is hideously ugly. During the Wars of the Roses, which suddenly broke out after the death of Henry V, Risjaar fought with all his might for his family, alongside his brother Edwaar (Edward). Edwaar is now the king, as a result of several brutal political assassinations devised by his crippled brother. However, the end of the war does not bring Risjaar the peace he has desired for so long.

There is no peace of mind for Risjaar. His distaste for humanity, to which he will never really belong, is too deeply rooted. On the contrary, something has been born, something fuelled. An insight. A craving, a callous and ambitious hunger. An opportunity to rise above himself.

Tis now that the winter of our discontent
has turned 360 degrees
and become a hot sweaty summer
through this sun of York
my brother Edwaar
the king
or Eddy for short.
And all the thunder clouds that shook our roof
have drowned in the black and salty ocean
We decorate ourselves today with wordless medals,
Our guns lie peacefully on our bedside tables.
The call to war has been replaced by the gangnam style
and our GI Joes dance like bloody Travolta
around the disco pole
The war is over
Our combat boots have been hung up
all the mud wiped clean,
and gleaming with black polish
And the big bad boys
capering in black patent leather shoes
like mad, whore and belch
stupidly, following their pricks

 ‘If you are looking for a bastard I will gladly play the part.’

Tis nu dat de winter vant malcontentement
nen dreizestig toer hee gepakt
en nen hete zweetzomer wier
deur die zon van York
m’n bruur Edwaar
de keuning
maar zegt maar Eddy
En alle donderwolken die ons dak deden daveren
zijn verzopen in de zilte zwarte zee
Wij sieren ons vandaag den dag met speekmadolles
en ons blaffers rusten in ons nachtkas
den oorlogsroep is vervangen deur de gangnam style
en ons GI Joe’s dansen godverdomme travolta
rond nen discopaal
Den oorlog is passé
Ons combatshoes aan den haak
ontdaan van modder
opgeblonken met zwarte patinee
En de big bad boys
al huppelend op zwarte lakézolen
hoeren en boeren lijk zot
hun fluiten achterna

© Kurt van der Elst
© Kurt van der Elst
© Kurt van der Elst

Credits

BY & WITH OLYMPIQUE DRAMATIQUE FREELY ADAPTED FROM RICHARD III (WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE), RISJAAR MODDERFOKKER DEN DERDE, (TOM LANOYE EN LUK PERCEVAL), RICHARD III (WILLY COURTEAUX), RICHARD III (WANNES VAN DE VELDE) TEXT & DIRECTION TOM DEWISPELAERE, STIJN VAN OPSTAL ADAPTATION & ACTORS JAN DECLEIR, MIEKE DE GROOTE, KOEN DE SUTTER, NICO STURM, SANNE SAMINA HANSSEN, JONAS VERMEULEN, PETER VAN DEN BEGIN ... DRAMATURGY ELLEN STYNEN LIGHTING STEF STESSEL SCENOGRAPHY STEF STESSEL COSTUME ILSE VANDENBUSSCHE SOUND DESIGN YVES DE MEY PRODUCTION TONEELHUIS