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The Same Sea
Adapted and directed by Hanan Snir
From the novella by Amos Oz
Hanan Snir’s The Same Sea effortlessly rivets mind and eye. The actors, immersed in what they do, communicate themselves to us. This production excites. It is assured, tender, real, often funny, sorrowful, and wonderfully grown-up.
At one point the Narrator (Yigal Sadeh) says “This is a story about five people living between the shadows, including the narrator…”
It’s sort of true. Because Oz’s The Same Sea
isn’t a neat linear tale and Snir’s play has the same near-jumpy quality of a storyteller making it up as he goes along, of becoming enmeshed, of characters who themselves almost hold their breaths to see what happens next, appealing to the storyteller, “What now?”
In their tight proscenium universe, on Anat Sternshus’s stark set, defined by a king-size bed at center, the characters are like so many lonely planets whose orbits now and again intersect. The sense of loss – many kinds of loss – dominates, but especially the loss of a mother. Oz addressed that loss for the first time in his A Tale of Love and Darkness
and Snir gently makes the connection.
To escape the death of his mother Nadia (S. Sadeh), Rico (Yoav Donat)
flees to Tibet, where he meets a maternal prostitute nun (Sadeh). His
father, accountant Albert Danon (Aharon Almog) retreats into himself
even further, mourning as well the absence of his son. He is hunted by
widowed Bettine, his colleague (Sadeh), and too much beguiled by Rico’s
girlfriend Dita (Tali Rubin), on whom film-producer Dubi Dombrov (David
Kigler) half-seeks to prey.
Yigal Sadeh, Sandra Sadeh, in all her roles, and Aharon Almog
demonstrate splendor. Rubin and Donat have a few incomprehensible, but
very bouncy, minutes. Other than that, they too are fine, fine, fine as
is Kigler’s sweaty Dubi.
And to ensure focus and understanding Avi Ofer provides sly, funny animation.
Rarely do 90 minutes speed by so fast. What a treat.