Mankind in the theatre: Pirandello

Bernard: actor

Louis: actor

Conformism: voice

Mary: wife

Adrian: husband

A theatre full of public and the Ladies that healed one other much elegant, formal, and polite behavior, formal smiles and pure hypocrisy, but every person was happy because that was occasion to make accord. The curtains opened it and the company of theatre counted two actors alone, and they are discussing about the works of a Italian writer, Luigi Pirandello(1867-1936), that in his comedies and his romances has descripted the human gender, with his hypocrisy, false grief and other opportunisms; one of actors turned to the public and asked: “You Ladies has smiled and laughed about bullshits, you have worried for dislike episodes, as the death of somebody, but are you sure that somebody is died?”, the public in audience looked one other and somebody asked: “Yes my father is died,”, and other: “My mother too”, and so following. The actor, Bernard commented: “It is possible that they aren’t died and they wanted disappeared as Mattia Pascal”, and the public asked together: “Who is this guy?”, and Louis, other actor on stage answered while he seat is reading a paper, hinted with a finger and a voice: “He is a guy that everybody has believed died and he has hold this opinion, because the society believes that he was died and nobody has recognized him in his town, and when somebody that has recognized him has asked to Mattia: “You are Mattia, Mattia Pascal” he answered: “No, I was Mattia Pascal”; the public asked: “Why?”, and a voice: “Because for society he was died, and nobody recognized because is more easy follow the common opinion rather than ascertain the truth, this is the died of Mattia Pascal”, and one of public: “Who are you?”, and voice: “The conformism”, and the public: “What is?”, and the voice: “It is the idiocy of follow something without ask yourself because everybody follow; since everybody makes it I want be equal other, but why? Nobody asked”. The curtains closed and other stage opened it, same actors and now other choreography a room with persons that spook one other, and one actor: “Excuse me the public is waiting your voice and cutes”, and a woman on stage: “No certainly! They are here because…why they are here?”, and other woman: “Not a clue! I think that they are here because they amuse so, it is looking us!”, and other woman: “No, I think that they are here because every are boring of their life”, and other: “In my opinion it is that they are waiting the pièce”, and other: “In my opinion they are here because they have argued to neigh door”; finally a voice spook to women and: “it so is whether to want”, and turned to public and told: “it other comedy of Pirandello, It is so whether to want, that tells about the different opinions that every has about somebody, and since the truth is impossible to know because everybody has his truth we can alone say that it is so whether it is to like to you”. Other stage and three actors that are speaking one other, an old man, a woman and a man that seems musing, he looked the woman and the old man, and he tough: “But how much we are in this stage? Because my wife to me has other customs, but to hers father other, and now she is manifesting it, and with to our daughter other custom, hence I have married three different women, and my father in law is authoritarian, but to me he is calm and polite, almost good, whereby I have married three women and I have two father in law”; while Adrian, this is name of musing, his wife, Mary, though same: “I have married three men and I have two fathers, because to Adrian is very polite and to me he is categorical”, and same thinks has had the law in law around his daughter and son in law”; thereupon in that stage were at last eight actors, but on stage were alone three, how it is possible? A voice: “Because everybody has an opinion or two opinion regard to everybody, and everybody has, in our opinion, three personalities, thereby for everybody we are One, nothing and one hundred thousand; this is the title of a romance of Pirandello” and one guy from public: “Who is nothing?” and voice: “I am it, because you and other have seen me never, hence I am one each guy that you met every day in street, this is nobody”

Alessandro Lusana