This ground-breaking lecture-performance sees Brazilian theatre maker Janaina Leite, together with her mother and a masked pornographic actor, dissect the cultural-historical relationship between men and women as shaped by the roles of torturer and victim.
Inspired by a philosophical essay by Julia Kristeva, Stabat Mater refers to the medieval poem about the Virgin Mary, literally the ‘Standing Mother”, the mother who is always there, at the feet of her crucified son. This woman who was born ‘without pleasure, without sin”, who was impregnated while she slept, becomes the prototype on which the Western world bases its idea of femininity, in the spectrum between whore and saint, between self-denial and masochism.
The piece takes the form of a lecture-performance, but it inventively plays with theatricality and alternative spaces. The music stand becomes a church altar, and the stage turns into a night club with pole dancing and an enormous phallus. With the biblical motif as a basis, Leite evokes models of femininity, like her own mother. Within this space, which can be either womb or tomb, Leite peels back the historical order between male and female to the bone.
‘All I can say about Stabat Mater is that no one will be left unaffected. It is the most daring piece in Sao Paolo’s current season (...) A powerful exercise on trauma and taboos for women that persist in the 21st century.'
- Ivana Moura, theatre critic
dates
Sat June 22 2024 8:30 PM
Sun June 23 2024 4:00 PM
prices
- default € 26
- CJP/student/scholar € 13
information
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Portuguese surtitles: English, Dutch
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1 hour 50 minutes (zonder pauze)
This performance makes use of strobe lights and loud music.
This performance is recommended for over 18 only.
related
Visitors of Stabat Mater on Saturday 22 June can attend the festive event FRASC at NIGHT with their performance ticket.
A renewed acquaintance with the age-old rejected mother
interview with Janaina Leite
by Mendel Hardeman
Where does Stabat Mater come from?
The piece starts with a drawing of three people on a bed: my mother, myself, and my father. It’s unclear what’s going on between them.
I more or less grew up in bars, a girl left to her own devices among drunk men by her father. Back home it was us three girls, plus father, mother and an ailing grandfather. I was the middle of the three, and my parents chose me to play the role of most-loved daughter. My father was drunk every day, and violent in the broadest sense of the word. I had a highly symbiotic relationship with him. My mother was mainly disgusted with him. It was an extremely troubled environment, marked by great sexual promiscuity. Total chaos and confusion. There are themes which haunted me for years, without me being able to say for sure what really happened, and what didn’t. My last piece, Conversations with my Father, is about this environment so full of violence, where love and loathing held equal sway.