TORINO - October 23rd - 2004
La lauda "Francesco"
Di Alessandra Mazzucco
Lauda Francesco in Turin
Finally, after four months, I have succeeded in assisting
to the Lauda!
I know a lot of people, tireless branduardian fans and normal "neutral" spectators that have seen the show during this period and their comments have been unanimous: you go out of the theater with a great sense of serenity and harmony. It is as if the spirit found again, for some time, a neglected dimension, not necessarily religious, but light and transcendent.
I have taken a seat to my place already knowing the developing of the show, some technical details and all the songs by heart. Yet the feeling to assist to something new and deeply involving, has never abandoned me.
First of all the Minstrel.
Never as in this occasion Angelo has appropriated himself of his role.
He's the spectator of an important event to saying during his trips, but he is also the protagonist that accompanies with his music and a persuasive voice the events of which he is found to make part.
He plays many different instruments, he fits himself to the story modifying himself, letting himself drawn... he suffers and he rejoyces with Francesco and his brothers.
The body ballet... is "more body that ballet": it isn't a traditionaldance, but rather a bodily expression with which, also in the essential customs, the artists stick to the spirit of the character. The wolf, in his substance, communicates the nature of his own race; the birds don't need wings but can fly; the lepers of the initial scene freeze, with the aspect and the movements.
Some choreographic cleverness, the sign of the "tao" made of light, the projection of a painting, the solemnity of the rule confirmed by skilled bright games, strengthens the involving effect of the passages accompanied to the dances and it is as to be in Assisi, in the moment in which everything is happening...
Because the wisdom of the Minstrel is also that he knows how to tell a special story... in this case a man's story that to distance of centuries continues to enchant with his holy and human simplicity.
When it seems that every event has reached his natural conclusion...it is here that Angelo gives us the occasion to show the joy and the passion that he has transmitted us during the show.
In the evening in Turin in which I have participated,the gift has been really great: the public, generally very "Piedmontese", therefore a little inclinable to the excesses of enthusiasm, has gotten up standing, has skipped about under the stage, it has beat every song, it has "invoked" the return of the Minstrel that already tried to return as a man and he was putting on his shoes... and then... put off the shoes, hand to the guitar... "thanks" has been the word that raced on and down from the stage: thanks to you... thanks to you...
It has been more than a show, it is more than a beautiful memory. A last "thanks."
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