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LET THEM EAT CHAOS
text Kae Tempest
translation (when in French) Louise Barlett et D' de Kabal
direction Sylvain Levitte
associate Alex Lawther
dramaturg and associate Clara Noël
light Juliette Besançon
video Luca Truffarelli
sound Sam Jones
movement Oona Doherty
design assistant Lola Sergent
cast Kathryn Hunter
expected running time : 1h20 / all audience
production cie les choses ont leurs secrets, Readiness
coproduction le TANGRAM - Scène Nationale d’Evreux ; PAN, Réseau des CDN et Scènes Nationales de Normandie ; Conseil départemental de l’Eure ; Région Normandie ; DRAC de Normandie.
workshops le CENTQUATRE-PARIS ; le TANGRAM - Scène Nationale d’Evreux ; Riverside Studio, London ; Royal Shakespeare Company (RSC), London.
international development Au contraire productions - Claire Béjanin
It’s 4.18am.
We’re on a suburban street in London.
We meet seven different people.
They are strangers to each other.
They are in their flat, their bedroom, their kitchen. Personal crisis is keeping each of them awake, as they do what they can to fend off the isolation and fear that strikes in the middle of the night.
The desperation – and jubilation – of these individuals coalesce into a much larger canvas, on which financial crash, migration, environmental catastrophe and police brutality rotate.
A narrator will takes us in and out of these different lives (at times becoming these characters, at others their omniscient narrator-observer) with three performers (who will act as an extension of their imagination). There will also be elements of videography — projecting faces and landscapes onto screens and bodies — to bring the outside world into the theatre space.
OUTREACH : Sylvain Levitte is providing workshops for people (15 years+) working on writing, confidence on stage, and learning to listen to the body and one's scene partner, in a way that mirrors what was done in March 2024 with Kae Tempest's poems at the Evreux National Scene.

Inspiration from Anohni, Hopelessness tour.

Kae Tempest
"Seven doors to seven flats open at the same time
and light the raining pavement.
Seven broken hearts
Seven empty faces
Heading out of doors :
Here's our seven perfect strangers."
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