Grandmothers and Cameras Advertisement says “To remember is to live again”. Marcel Proust wrote Looking for lost time, one of the most ambitious novels about memory in literary history. Neuroscientists and any 21st-century neighborhood kids know that the ability to remember is a basic requirement for rational existence, so whether in the press or on the street, talking about the dead is talking about life.
Marcel MarceauBorn on March 22, 1923, died on September 22, 2007. He visited Mexico many times.
On a weekday in September 2023, I saw a Chilango pantomime in the center of Coyoacán, and my memory took me back to Sunday, May 28, 2000, when Marcel Marceau ) performed at a huge free event. The famous French artist barely performed for 12 minutes because the organization of the event was a disaster. The rain and the jostling of hundreds of people frightened the artist, who must have thought in Mexican fashion: It would be better to run here than stay here. Thousands of curious people arrived before me and occupied all the entrances, so I couldn’t even see Marceau from a distance.
I wanted to see Marcel Marceau not only outdoors in Coyoacán, but also in the country’s largest cultural venue: the Palace of Fine Arts. To compensate, I saw it at the City Theatre, the Met and the National Auditorium.
In 1999 I went to San Francisco, California to cover the band’s album launch metal band. The record company provided a meal to all the journalists arriving from Mexico, and then we had the afternoon free. Over dessert, we agreed to meet up in two hours to visit the Castro District, the city’s famous gay neighborhood.
On the way to the hotel for a technical stop, I saw an inconspicuous sign announcing that Marcel Marceau would be speaking at the Theater on the Place that day. I can not believe it.
I apologized to my colleagues and headed off alone to the beautiful venue, which had a capacity of 700 people at the time; I had no problem buying tickets at the box office. After many renovations, the theater currently has fewer seats and is known as the San Francisco Playhouse. It is located in the Kensington Park Hotel and is a Gothic building. This is the best place for me to see Marcel Marceau perform: up close and personal.
The pantomime skills are excellent. Through MM, we can see a sculptor who falls in love with his work, an ordinary person looking for a suitable office in the bureaucratic maze, a mask maker who changes his face every second, a trembling tightrope walker, and an animal tamer. A doomed fine porcelain merchant and an unconvinced suicide.
When I interviewed him for El Pais in 1994, I chose an idea association game. I decided this because, in the previous press conference, he had already given a long answer about his art work. He is characterized by silence on stage and verbal cataracts in front of the media.
This is what I now call the development of table tennis:
Plagues of the Twentieth Century.
Know how to choose.
Relevant to all eras.
Mankind’s greatest obsession.
Man’s second obsession.
Courage in despair.
It exists within each of us.
Man’s third obsession.
Necessary for balance.
Without him, life would be boring.
Very serious matter.
The opposite of porn.
The continuation of dreams.
do not know him.
Genius of form.
Contemporary painting door.
A power that comes from the source.
Desire for power.
The detonator of the world war.
At the end of the game, the creator of the famous character beep He said without hesitation: “We cannot say it fairly in one word. Let me give you an example: In a French TV program, someone asked the author Le Clézio, what he hates most in Q&A sessions like this. He responded with silence. I got this answer straight away. To me, silence only exists when we are dead. “
“Le Clézio said this because he was afraid of not being able to communicate as a writer. For us, silence is speechless. The Bible says that in the beginning there is a verb, but it does not refer so much to words as It means action. Our pantomime emphasizes the scream in silence.”