- When Skarimpas declared war against Chalkida,
- 2006
- 3 male - 3 female
Συγγραφέας: Υiannis Soldatos
- (1st title: Lobberangels) Skarimpas is a “retired Customs clerk, a clarificator and allegedly litterateur, as well as … undecorated, unworthy successor to mountaineer ancestors” as the real person introduced himself, however this notation encloses a transcendence, it is a wordplay; it is these transcendences and wordplays that the writer took advantage of to achieve a transcendence of his won and have him confront his loving Chalkida, which he never refused and she accepted him as one of her bizarre creatures. Soldatos’ Skarimpas is a “narrative trick”. Maybe the real person, a meddler by nature, felt his sideline from a young age, and even though he was declared a clarificator, a litterateur sprang, to bring down everything and build a world of his own, where he could attribute his own justice. He wanted, as he puts it himself, to find “the truth’s true truth” and introduce it to us. He intermixed the established language and narrative and he created, like the surrealists, his own poetic compositions. And, of course, the established literature absorbed him as a peculiar and interesting case. They quickly named him a genre, they praised him, they wrote his biography and they could not leave his undecorated. He had every reason to declare war, even if it was with kitchen knives and water guns. He was aiming for a deconstruction of their false respectability. The play’s hero is named Skarimpas, he is a bizarre “sociologist” who defines negatively sociology as a science that was not created to “be a pastime for mister Panagiotis Kanelopoulos…” (’21 and the truth), the bizarre “historian” who defines negatively history claiming that “not the plague nor the pox have done such a harm to humanity, as the historians have to history…” (Deck), the bizarre “scholar” who defines negatively logiatatism, saying that “our nations was able to get rid of Kioutachis and Mpraimis, but from Korais’ itch we still scratch” (Deck), the bizarre “language-creator”, he carries the legacy, the roots and the irony from the great condemned of the European literature of the past century (Kleist, Büchner, Jarry, Apollinaire, Verlaine, Rimbaud). Those who were never able to dominate their work, but rather their work defined their life. Jarry, as he was dying asked for a toothpick as a dying wish. The irony is that as he had them searching for toothpicks, he died laughing. His work was a construct; construct and everyday life; this work aims to be a construct as well. arbitrary, ignorant of history, a skarimpian poetic delirium.