Non solum

An existential comedy begins. Desperately, a single man multiplies himself to answer a question: what is happening here? And while we laugh, one of them gets beaten for laughing at nothing. Another sings a song. Another tells us about his fear of going crazy while the rest get angry when they realize that they are all the same. They travel together and repeatedly, loaded with prayers and questions. They are on their way to paradise, where it seems that the temperature is pleasant and that being the same and different can turn out to be the same. On this journey, they are accompanied by a bolero, a wooden box and some plastic glasses that seem fake. Their destiny is to doubt relatively everything at all while they are observed by a bunch of people sitting around. What is happening? Don’t you believe me?