WHEN ALL IS LOVE IT WILL ITCH

De Telegraaf, by Esther Kleuver

"This theatrical ode to the audience is initially a tinglingly fresh eye-opener that playfully shifts the perspective. But after a while it starts to itch a bit because there is no friction whatsoever. It doesn't rub anywhere. Although there is contact between players and au-dience, it is just too little and too safe to actually have any effect. The audience hangs back too comfortably in the chairs for that, listening obediently to what is often a repeti-tion of moves at a given moment.

It is that the affection is indeed mutual and the love runs deep for these four wonderful actors who have always (again) told us their stories in all their naked vulnerability and with all their talent, entertained, moved and shocked us. That is why we now listen to them again and hesitantly accept their pats on the back. But it turns out to be a relation-ship that really thrives best from silent admiration."