This picture is from the play I attended two days ago. I could probably write a 30 pages essay about it but I’ll keep it short: I have seldom seen such an intense and sentimental staging. And I loved it.
You can see Woyzeck sitting in the back with the child in his arms while Marie and the Drum Major are dancing.
It is the only picture I could find that shows the child and it is just one of the many amazing things the director and his crew came up with:
before the real play even started, Marie and Woyzeck created the child together. It is made of Marie’s Cardigan, the head marked with one of W’s bootstraps, the arms are the arms and the legs are (also cardigan) overlaid by M’s gaiters.
The way they are handling the child shows so much love it nearly made me cry before anything had even happened.
What I liked most about it is the fact that we don’t see a totally weird, strange, frightening Woyzeck but a normal person. Deadpan humor and wit were as present as his oppressive mood and his fear.
Rüping (director) didn’t make him a creature but human.
And though I know there is a sense behind the spelling style and the authors have some intention to write as they do I still think that those ‘horrible’ characters such as Woyzeck, Medea and also Elisabeth from Maria Stuart are the ones to be pitied.
Though W is a murderer, he is also a human being. And he kills his wife by painting her neck red, unemotional but tender.
And when finally released his bootstraps from her cardigan my heart stopped for a tiny moment.
Picture:http://www.frankfurt-tipp.de/ - Birgit Hupfeld