Based on an essay by David Foster Wallace

Consider the Lobster

Apmąstant omarą

LITHUANIAN NATIONAL DRAMA THEATRE

DIRECTOR — Yana Ross

SET and COSTUME DESIGNER— Zane Pihlstrom

COMPOSER — punk after kant

LIGHT DESIGNER — Dainius Urbonis

CREATIVE DIRECTOR’S ASSISTANT — Naubertas Jasinskas

COSTUME DESIGNER’S ASSISTANT — Pijus Dulskis

TRANSLATOR — Ignas Beitsas

DIRECTOR’S ASSISTANT — Rokas Lažaunykas

PRODUCER — Kamilė ŽIČKYTĖ

CAST: Elzė Gudavičiūtė, Martynas Nedzinskas, Salvijus Trepulis, Jūratė Viliūnaitė

DATE: 22 September | 19:30
VENUE: Lithuanian National Drama Theater, Small stage

LANGUAGE: Lithuanian with English subtitles

Yana Ross, who has rarely staged performances in Lithuania and who is ending her tenure as director of the Zurich Theater (Schauspielhaus Zürich) with seven other artists, will invite the audience to the premiere in the Small Hall of the LNDT in September.

For this new production, Yana Ross has chosen the essay “Consider the Lobster” by the American writer David Foster Wallace (1962–2008), who fundamentally questions human nature. In his texts, Wallace tackles some of the most sensitive and uncomfortable issues of contemporary society: empathy, child-rearing, intimacy, miscommunication, and the end of anthropocentrism.

“We hope to encourage viewers to rethink their own ethical and moral codes and values, and at the same time draw attention to the socially acceptable grey areas that we intend to question. Susan Sontag’s important book “Regarding the Pain of Others” was also very helpful in the development of the play,” says Yana Ross.

“I confess that I have never understood why so many people associate a fun holiday with flip-flops and sunglasses and having to squeeze through crazy traffic jams to noisy, hot, crowded tourist spots in order to sample the ‘local delicacies’ when the very appearance of the tourists essentially ruins the whole concept. For me, to be a mass tourist is to become the purest American of today – an ignorant stranger, greedy for what he cannot have and frustrated by what he cannot admit to himself”, writes D.F. Wallace.

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