Truyol and Company
'Alquilera' is a challenge with some added twists and turns, requiring many elements surrounding the story for the project to succeed.
PalmTenant It is the latest theatrical farce of the caloric Julia Truyol. She always chooses well, from the company with which she has become a canonical benchmark to others. Her standards are very high, and on this occasion, once again, she has surpassed them with that natural interpretive skill that is her trademark. However, Tenant It's a challenge with a few added twists and turns, requiring many elements surrounding the story for the project to succeed. First, a good script, starting from a very common situation: a tenant evicting a female tenant due to the excesses, to put it mildly, in which we live and which we've even become accustomed to, shrugging our shoulders and thinking, "What can you do?" Putting this everyday circumstance on stage risks turning it into a piece of everyday life. That's not the case here. Furthermore, a monologue needs plenty of incentives to keep the audience engaged, forcing the protagonist to perform a series of somersaults that can only be overcome with a wide range of registers at a pace that, if not frenetic, is certainly high-energy, constantly shifting her tone, going from despair to resignation, reflecting the protagonist's temperament.
Truyol does it, moving from one place to another in a fraction of a second without affectation, with a simplicity and ease that makes the character very believable, so much so that it's easy to think she's telling her own story. Or perhaps we should say the characters she transforms into throughout this hour-plus of a meticulously crafted performance. It's not just the text, but also the rhythm, precise and flawless, directed by Rubén de Eguía. The sound design, effective and impeccable, by Guillem Rodríguez, that element that always seems nonexistent and yet always proves so important. Mireia Sintes' lighting is also impeccable. All of this makes for a show as polished as it is complete, serving an actress who can do anything and addressing a theme as repetitive as it is lacking in solutions to resolve such a labyrinthine entelechy that everyone talks about. But what if the problem isn't just housing? What if the problem and the solution are wages?
