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Luolasto<\/i> (\u201cThe cave complex\u201d). Written and directed by Laura Ruohonen. Stage design: Kati Lukka. Costume design: Tarja Simonen. Music: Riikka Talvitie. Light design: Ville Toikka. Sound design: Heidi Soidinsalo. Video design: Timo Ter\u00e4v\u00e4inen. Actors: Emilia Kokko, Markku Maalismaa, Petri Manninen, Sari M\u00e4llinen, Helmi-Leena Nummela, Heikki Pitk\u00e4nen, Alma P\u00f6ysti, Katja Salminen, Martti Suosalo (plus extras). First performed on the main stage of the Finnish National Theatre in Helsinki on 5 March 2014.<\/p>\n
The engineers of the Positiva company are inspecting a cave complex somewhere in Finland for a geological repository for use in storing nuclear waste. As the half-life of nuclear waste is perhaps some 200,000 years, it is no small technical endeavour.<\/p>\n
The energetic engineers of Positiva (sic<\/i>\u2014Posiva is an existing Finnish expert organisation in nuclear waste management) are like the seven dwarves in the fairytale, singing sprightly \u201dHey-ho, hey-ho\u201d\u2019s as their industrial elevator traverses the stage floor, disappearing from sight above and below.<\/p>\n Technology is marvelous, its achievements boundless; it is possible to make all the great powers of nature serve Man, right? Only it is impossible to dispose of the nuclear waste: it can only be buried deep, \u201cthe most dangerous into the deepest depth.\u201d And then, just oblivion? Wish us luck.<\/p>\n Laura Ruohonen\u2019s new play plumbs the depths of the earth, of human technology and of human love. The depth of the earth is metaphorically bottomless, the human love shallow. Technology appears as a double-edged sword\u2014or the sword of Damocles.<\/p>\n The dramaturge, director and author Laura Ruohonen (b. 1960) first studied biology. Of her thirteen plays, six have been premiered at the National Theatre in Helsinki. Olga <\/i>(1995) was a dialogue between an old woman and a young thief. Sotaturistit<\/i> (\u201cThe war tourists,\u201d 2008)) was a black comedy set in the time of the Crimean War. Kuningatar K<\/i> (Queen C<\/i>, 2003: the Swedish 17th-century Queen Christina), was also performed at the Royal Dramatic Theatre in Stockholm. Saari kaukana t\u00e4\u00e4lt\u00e4<\/i>, An Island Far from Here<\/i>, was first performed at the Royal National Theatre in London in 2003. Ruohonen\u2019s plays have been translated into 16 languages.<\/p>\n What was before us?<\/p>\n Theatre technology is also marvelous; in this performance, lighting, sound, moving picture projections and hydraulics create handsome, impressive illusions of depth and height, light and shadow, reality and delusion.<\/p>\n The scenic landscape consists of stylised rock walls, of darkness pierced by shafts of light, of oscillating reflections of cave paintings projected on the dark surfaces, accompanied, for example, by the melancholy, solitary occasional sound of an oboe as it circles and reverberates in this underground, underworld universe.<\/p>\n The cave complex is shown to be populated by a working group of the engineers, a guard sitting in his lit glass box, a female speleologist looking for traces of ancient cultures, a local eccentric with the somewhat dubious self-made career of tourist guide, and\u2014last but not least\u2014three woman-shaped characters. They are not humans but spirits, or 55 million years old bats, or the mythical three Fates or Moirai, hanging upside down in the air or clinging to the cliffs of the cave. They represent what is prehistoric, or rather, something to which \u201ctime\u201d is not an applicable concept: they appear and disappear, but invisible to the characters. \u201cWe are the Former Ones. We are no longer. We are a long ago.\u201d<\/p>\n The speleologist\u2019s views differ greatly from the scientism <\/b>of the engineers: \u201c\u2026as a dog only speaks dog, you speak mathematics. You cannot help your nature. For you the world consists of only what you know how to measure today.\u201d She goes on: \u201d \u2018I take full responsibility.\u2019 It means nothing. Everyone knows that. People die, hearts break, the groundwater becomes poisoned\u2014even though all that chanting about the responsibility thing makes the tongues swell. \u2018I take the responsibility\u2019 is the most arrogant, megalomaniac sentence ever, the greatest hubris that man is capable of expressing!\u201d<\/p>\n She and the guard in the glass box fall in love: suddenly, quickly, as if by natural law. An enchanting moment in the performance is when, entwined in a kiss and lit with a vertical spotlight, Alma P\u00f6ysti and Martti Suosalo slowly rise up into the air bound together by the same safety harness.<\/p>\n In Ruohonen\u2019s play, facts entwine with fantasy, the serious with the comical, the personal with the universal. This acrobatic fantasy could run the danger of becoming arty or too \u201clyrical\u201d\u2014in particular, as the Finnish theatre tradition is strongly realistic, it is not the easiest thing for spectators to take in \u201cmythical\u201d creatures or even a love story that does not follow the customary steps of a psychological process. But as satirical and comical tones colour and create contrast in the dialogue\u2014the amusingly mundane engineers who keep bursting out singing and the brief travesties of nuclear waste experts, the weird tale-spinning tourist guide\u2014the performance, with its poetic, fantastic features, sustains its strength. There is no single thesis here; instead, we are asked to ponder fundamental dilemmas of the existential, personal and universal sorts. I myself like the self-confident boldness of the performance, realised by solid teamwork\u2014and do not hold the play responsible for not offering \u201csolutions.\u201d<\/p>\n \u2026and what will come after us?<\/p>\n The man soon falls out of love, rejecting a chance of renewal, not daring to commit himself. He has escaped his previous relationship; this makes itself visible in the form of a red rose that descends down to the caves on a string. A message from the world above, it is a reminder of duties and mistakes of the past, and this human ballast (paradoxically) drags him back upwards. Human love dwells in shallow waters, not in the mystical and mythical crystal lake in the deepest depths.<\/p>\n There, deep down in geology and in time, coloured and transparent, glittering, gleaming stalagtites hang from the rock, reflecting light. Constructed from thousands of plastic bottles, they appear as a radiant (sic<\/i>) allegory of our contemporary culture, irrevocably based on what is disposable, single-use, short-sighted.<\/p>\n Finally, the woman descends lower, to uncharted depths. \u201cI choose another route \/ a new one \/ my own \/ I take light with me.\u201d Fearless, she sets out to enter into an unknown realm\u2014perhaps taking the final step out of our world. But as fearlessness has become the foundation of her personal philosophy, for her it will be the ultimate adventure.<\/p>\n The ensemble begins descending from the stage to the aisles, passing a lit candle from one to another, until they encircle the audience in the dark, then blow out the candles. And so the rest is silence.<\/p>\n *attributed to Madame Pompadour in the mid-18th century when the French financial system was about to collapse, meaning \u201cI care not what happens when I\u2019m dead and gone.\u201d Soila Lehtonen[1] Luolasto (\u201cThe cave complex\u201d). 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\n[1]<\/a> Soila Lehtonen<\/strong> is the Editor-in-Chief of the online literary journal \u201cBooks from Finland\u201d (www.booksfromfinland.fi<\/a>) and a freelance theatre critic. She is the Honorary Vice-President of IATC-AICT.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"