About the show
Writer: Nebojsa Romcevic
Director: Egon Savin
Scenographer: Vesna Popovic
Costume Designer: Jelena Stokuca
Lector: Ljiljana Mrkic Popovic, PhD
Organizer: Dragisa Curguz
Lighting Designer: Radovan Samolov
Sound Designer: Nikola Jovovic
Property Master: Miodrag Tesovic
Wardrobe Assistant: Lidija Nikolic
Photographer: Nikola Vukelic
Poster and Video Designer: Stevo Mandic
Designer: Aleksandra Ilic
“It is not possible for the computer to know more about me than I know about myself,” Nebojsa Romcevic
When we were kids, they taught us in school to believe in the communist heaven. We were convinced that America and England will soon become proletarian states. Process took time. Anyway, utopias belong to childish dreams.
When we entered puberty, they started, with the help of television, to poison us with the dream of the nation. We cheered fanatically for the leader and national state. The nightmare cost us a lot of our blood and the blood from our next to kin.
When we grew up, despite cordons, we took down the dictatorship and collectively, in the streets we were getting drunk with a dream of citizen freedom, tolerance, culture… It seems that this democratic dream has had the shortest legs.
Today, when we are already pensioners, they are waving at us with the dream of prosperity and legal state in a society of European nations. We are running towards it as if it were our last thing. At the moment we are stuck in the gates of heaven, because the gates are merely ajar so we can take a peek into a happier world.
What we will dream in the future, it doesn’t matter anymore. Our life went by in dreaming planted dreams.
IS THERE ANYONE WHO IS NOT RIGHT?
One of the eternal questions about the nature of comedy is a subject of comedy. So today, we believe that some topics can and some can not be allowed to become a comic material.
Comedy has such a wicked nature ridicule its object, desacralize it, make it trivial. History, on the other hand, showed that, from a certain historical distance, all the “holy places” carry grain of autoparody in it that, over time, gain in strength.
We can say that the context in which we live is dramatic and bloody; full of human and civilizational drama, suffering, hunger and injustice. And certainly, this is not a subject that can easily become the material of comedy. However, the rhetoric and practice behind the whole horror in which we are immersed, it certainly is. The war that takes place in the flesh, conceived in words, discourses, finished intellectual models just missing God to become a dogma. In each of the many political discourses self-destruction and destruction of others is built in. Each of them has its own system of values within which it is known who are the innocent victims and who are the terrorists and murderers.
As if all this is not in itself enough comic, bloody hilarious, we have added our favorite comic heroe – Serb intellectual who is ready to die in order to be liked. In this basic need to enjoy, to be praised by a Commissioner or Chancellor, our Serb remains without a single conviction, but for each he is ready to die … or at least to leave others to die for it.