On purge bébé !

It's a play about France, "a certain idea of France"...

Seen from afar, from very far away - the Zebrid Isles, Ebrides, Hebrides, in short seen from afar, or incredibly magnified, a nest of insects with woodlice tendencies, under the microscope, peered through the keyhole or listened to through the partition of petty-bourgeois good-neighborliness; it's a play about France, "a certain idea of France", a play about France and its people, their strange, primitive tribal ways, and the two or three things essential to its understanding and smooth running: the French Army, the French Family and unbreakable French porcelain chamber pots, probably from Limoges (Haute-Vienne).
It's a comic play about toilets, the horrors and necessities of war and child-rearing, which amounts to the same thing, perhaps.

Jean-Luc Lagarce