Tourlourou

Creation 2004

By Carlotta Sagna



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© C & C Sagna



A show presented by Carlotta Sagna
With Satchie Noro
Light and stage direction Philippe Gladieux
Dress Carlotta Sagna, made by Dorothée Merg and Alexandra Bertaut
Administration-booking Bureau Cassiopée

Production Association Al Dente
Co-production «Sujet à vif» SACD / Avignon Festival and NEEDCOMPANY
With the support of Théâtre de la Bastille
Thanks to Ballett Frankfurt

The company Caterina & Carlotta SAGNA is supported by the DRAC Ile-de-France / Ministère de la Culture et de la Communication.

Duration : 25 min.



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(...) “You know for sure that you’re going to die tomorrow.”
Onstage, the countdown is all set and the clock starts ticking. Slowly, determinedly, opening to first position, the dancer, a toy soldier figurine on a mechanical box, marks the passing time like the hands of a clock, taking us with her into the explosion.
Tourlourou, the title of the work – the word dances itself, turlututu! – was a word used to describe the West Indians who came to die in the french trenches. Choreographer Carlotta Sagna describes her piece as "a veritable paean to the interpreter, a tragic crescendo from military drill to a cry from the heart", the tight, laborious movements of the opening leading to the final caress on the ground, "the rise of emotion of the condemned woman."
There's punch and power in Satchie’s performance, but, beyond the homage to the dancer, exposed as a brave and mischievous little soldier at the service of our voyeuristic pleasure, Carlotta Sagna has constructed a highly charged work with dramaturgical skill, in which dance, text, rhythm and humour are constantly on the move and in communication.
The kamikaze dancer takes the collateral damage of the dance beyond the simple regard of the other and goes right for the body. Nobody gets out of here unscathed. "In ten minutes I shall be no more," the dancer chants. Time's running out, and when she leaves the stage, her departure is like an explosion that carries far and wide, to our very bodies.
For these good reasons, this is a short performance.


Aude Lavigne
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