Watching Shakespeare is like listening to Bach, both always inhabit another dimension. On the other hand, watching The storm, The last work the bard wrote and signed on his own, makes the possibilities of enjoyment increase exponentially. The fact that it's in the Biblioteca de Catalunya, where Oriol Broggi practices white magic with top-quality ingredients, almost guarantees the above. To top it all off, if Lluís Soler is in charge of bringing Prospero to life, no one can avoid the consequences of the spell's emanations. That said, and without getting into the details The storm Whether it's a testamentary piece or a declaration of intent, what is clear is that it contains all the traits and virtues of someone without equal. The characters, circumstantial inhabitants of an island that is also a universe, make up a precise kaleidoscope of the human condition. If, as Broggi says, the play speaks of forgiveness and reconciliation, it is still a miscellany in which we can find everything from revenge to ambition, from scoundrels to fools, where no one is perfect. Or perhaps just Miranda, played by Elena Tarrats, and her lover, Ferran, embodied by Eduard Paredes, surely or simply because they are still too young, still tender.