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Noire pointée
Violaine Schwartz et Quentin Schoëvaërt
Noire pointée
DR
Actes du théâtre n° 72.[ imprimer ]
‘‘BLIND ELDERLY WOMAN SEEKS PERSON WITH FINE LITERARY SENSIBILITY FOR READING SESSIONS AT HOME. WELL PAID’’ Georges Marty jumps at the chance, and why not? Starting from scratch, dropping the piano and his grand ambitions, there’ll be no more of this going around in circles. I’m taking the plunge! –You’ve come for the classified ad? Please follow me.
A suffocating old house.
With stale air.
A tunnel-like corridor.
Music!
You think you’re getting away from something and you fall right back into it.
A spiderish old woman.
As the (dearly paid) reading sessions progress, from Thomas Bernhard and Nietzsche to Seneca, literature tightens its noose, and the old lady her grip.
A pianist like a little fly.
Is blindness a contagious disease?
And who’s the blind one in the end?
And what does Agathe, her very circumspect caretaker, think?

First aired on France Culture in Fictions Drôles de drames, February 25, 2006 at 8 pm.
Directed by: Michel Sidoroff. Sound effects: Bertrand Amiel. Cast: Edith Scob, Marc-Henri Boisse, Jean-Pierre Moreux, Violaine Schwartz, Catherine Artigala, Myren Astrée, Jérôme Chappatte, Jana Bittnerova, Jean-Louis Caillard.

Characters : 2 women - 1 men -

The doorbell rings. Agathe opens the door and sees Georges Marty. The same music as always.
AGATHE You’ve come for the classified ad?
GEORGES Is it too late? Is the job already taken?
AGATHE Oh no! Please follow me.
Down a long corridor.
Georges enters the living room.

OLD WOMAN Please have a seat. So, you’re in need of money too? ( A beat.) Well, aren’t you going to answer me?
GEORGES Should I sit across from you or … (A beat.) Uh perhaps you’d rather I… uh… uh… the chair? The armchair? The chair…
OLD WOMAN Aren’t you the nervous one. Is it my dead eyes that disgust you? (A beat.) Do you like it?
GEORGES Excuse me?
OLD WOMAN Do you even know what you’re listening to?
GEORGES Oh, I see! The music. It’s Beethoven’s Ghost Trio. The second movement, isn’t it?
OLD WOMAN Oh, well then! Are you a music lover?
GEORGES …
OLD WOMAN Or perhaps a musician?
GEORGES (mumbling) Yes… I mean no… I was… let’s just say I used to be … a bit of a pianist.
OLD WOMAN Perfect! You’ll start tomorrow afternoon at 2 pm. Bring a text that you’re particularly fond of. Agathe! Give Mr.… Mr.?
GEORGES Marty. Georges Marty.
OLD WOMAN Give Georges his envelope.
AGATHE Here you are. I’ll show you out.
Back down the long corridor.
Georges opens the envelope and is stunned to see two 100-euro bills.

AGATHE Yes, Madame is very generous when she’s satisfied. Good-bye, see you tomorrow.