There are those who make the scene the place of their militancy. This is how the news breaks into the theater. Not so much that politics, in these days much more (and more urgently) is about the environment that we talk about: the degradation of the climate, the exorbitant consumption of resources, the poor who are increasingly poor and for this reason they are forced to leave their own lands in search of uncertain fortunes.
There is this common thread that links “I don’t believe in the climate” (Monday 29, Teatro Carcano, 20.30, 28 euros) and “Shipwrecked without a face” (Monday 29, Piccolo Teatro Strehler, 20.30, 26/33 euros) and to “Sani! Theater in parenthesis ”(until 5 December, again Piccolo Teatro Strehler, 26/33 euros).
Mario Tozzi is a scientist and a popularizer, which TV and newspapers have made popular. He, together with the singer-songwriter and mathematician Lorenzo Baglioni, brings to the theater “I don’t believe in the climate, the inexhaustible environmentalist commitment: the effects of the sapiens’ activity on climate change, the need on the part of everyone, entrepreneurs, politicians, ordinary people, to participate with conscious behaviors and to protect the planet. Here to do so he chooses music and irony: against clichés and fake news that want the tragedy propagated by Greta Thunberg and by many scientists not so real and imminent. When instead, lash Tozzi, there is no more time.
Of the cataclysms engendered by the irresponsible exploitation of resources, of the progressive consumption of the Earth by man, of the weight of the living part of the planet compared to what is not alive but a growing superstructure that will soon swallow everything up, Marco Paolini also speaks in “Sani!”, A show made up of autobiographical notes and reflections on the maximum systems, where he does not give up a paw on a theme that from“ Vajont ”onwards is an integral part of his poetics.
And on the Monday when Paolini is at rest, he takes over on the Strehler stage “Faceless castaways”, Production of the Teatro della Cooperativa, theatrical reading of the book written by the forensic anthropologist Cristina Cattaneo: Renato Sarti adds a new piece to what has been worked out up to now on the subject of migration and refugees. Staged with an Angela Finocchiaro never so serious, Sarti tells of the battle that Professor Cattaneo makes every day to give back a name to those many migrants who, who died in the middle of the Mediterranean, have lost their identity in addition to their life. They are the unknown soldiers of a battle that is being fought at sea today: giving them a name means giving back human dignity to a body that was a person and to relatives the answers that are necessary, because an unconfirmed death is the trap of a never elaborated mourning, an eternal pain with no way out.
And do not reassure yourselves, this is only the appetizer of shows coming in the next few days that our disastrous present will read with “funny” dark metaphors: “Resurrexit Cassandra”, “Metropolitan miracles”, “Drops. Shipwrecked shipwrecks, “Confessions of a rodent” …
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