Juste la fin du monde

The play is the first part of a trilogy written by an author who knew "his death was near and irremediable". However, there is no complacency or bitterness. No morbidity. It is always life, however derisory, that is praised as a gift of self to those who survive. What's most striking about discovering Lagarce's theater is not only the themes he tackles (family, love, the difficulty of communicating), but also, and above all, his writing style, so recognizable today. A profuse language full of silences and unspoken words, from which emanates a gentle melancholy tinged with muted violence. It's a spellbinding way of plowing through the sentence, constantly shifting from the present to the future or conditional tense to take us where we least expect it. The necessity and precision of language to better understand ourselves and others. And yet, in bad faith, everyone tries to justify themselves, accumulating extenuating circumstances, opening parenthesis after parenthesis, with the mad, desperate desire to finally be understood, forgiven, heard.

Juste la fin du monde is a family story that could be ours. A succession of failed encounters that both upset and make us laugh. Lagarce questions love, the past and its washed-out memories. It's time to take stock: to retrace one's steps, one's footsteps, to take stock of one's feelings and one's life in an attempt to mourn, and all this before oblivion, before death.