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An old fellow and a young woman are lost in a passionate embrace - until they disentangle with some embarrassed giggles. This is not a voluntary act by two grown-ups who purposely enjoy each other's erotic appeal but turns out to be a (fun) assignment by a photographer who envisaged an artistic black and white picture. The tension between illusion and reality always is the basis of poetry, of art in general. At the very moment the listener/viewer realizes he has been had, a joyous release of the built-up tension causes appreciation, a smile and then applause. For instance, the old man repeatedly jumps towards us athletically calling in different intonations "joie de vivre", followed after a respectful pause and with a gleaming eye by "à crever" (to croak), thus undermining our expectations about the behaviour of a distinguished and responsible gentleman two or three times. This playful introduction then goes on to a more conventional performance. He reads poetry while the camera roams around a subdued park or stays fixed in a modern interior. Reflecting water is a metaphor for the interpretation of the text wriggled out of him by the young woman or that she confides in us. The credits are notable, too. In an exemplary bout of street theatre the two protagonists and the members of the crew introduce themselves to us. The last credit reads: "To a besieged city" which of course refers to Sarajevo, but the theme of this video transcends this specific geographical reference.
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Erik Daams
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Text: Marcel Piqueray, Camera: Johan de Neve, Sound: Christian Monheim, Music: Henri Morelle, With: Hilde Wils, Marcel Piqueray, With thanks to: Luc Remy, Philip Jacobs, GSARA (Luc Baele, Eduardo Fuentes) CBA, Beursschouwburg
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