Astoria, NY.- Renown Greek actor Stratos Tzortzoglou brings his new theatrical play “Shout – Report to my Son” at the Archdiocesan Hellenic Cultural Center in Astoria, for four weekends in May.
SHOUT-REPORT TO MY SON is an “all-united forms of art” based on Nikos Kazantzakis “ The Saviors of God – Askitiki / Report to Greco, combined with Ap. Paul, Euripides, Gibran, Solomon.
This ultimate stage of our spiritual exercise is called Silence.
Silence means: Every person, after completing his service in all labors, reaches finally the highest summit of endeavor, beyond every labor, where he no longer struggles or shouts.
This cannot be expressed, cannot be narrowed into words, cannot be subjected to laws; every man is completely free and has his own special liberation.
No form of instruction exists,
No Savior exists to open up the road.
No road exists to be opened
Within profound Silence, erect, fearless, in pain and in play, ascending ceaselessly from peak to peak, knowing that the height has no ending, sing this proud and magical incantation as you hang over the Abyss”
ASCETIC-SAVIORS OF GOD
“I was never able to determine in whose hands, God’s or the devil’s, the bow creaked.
But I rejoiced at feeling a power, very much greater and purer than my own, continually arming me with arrows and shooting.
All wood is from the true cross because all wood can be made into a cross.
Similarly, all bodies are sacred because all bodies can be made into a bow.
My entire lifetime I was a bow in merciless, insatiable hands. How often those invisible hands drew and overdrew the bow until I heard it creak at the breaking point! “Let it break,” I cried each time.
After all, you had commanded me to choose, grandfather, and I chose.I chose.
Now the twilight casts its haze upon the hilltops. The shadows have lengthened, the air has filled with the dead. The battle is drawing to a close. Did I win or lose?
The only thing I know is this: I am full of wounds and still standing on my feet.Full of wounds, all in the breast”.
REPORT TO GRECO
As Kazantzakis himself says,
“You shall never be able to establish in words that you live in ecstasy. But struggle unceasingly to establish it in words. Battle with myths, with comparisons, with allegories, with rare and common words, with exclamations and rhymes, to embody it in flesh, to transfix it! God, the Great Ecstatic, works in the same way. He speaks and struggles to speak in every way He can, with seas and with fires, with colors, with wings, with horns, with claws, with constellations and butterflies, that he may establish His ecstasy”.
My own body, and all the visible world, all heaven and earth, are the gravestone which God is struggling to heave upward…God struggles in every thing, his hands flung upward toward the light. What light? Beyond and above every thing!…
God cries to my heart: “Save me!”
God cries to men, to animals, to plants, to matter: “Save me!”
Listen to your heart and follow him. Shatter your body and awake: We are all one…So may the enterprise of the Universe, for an ephemeral moment, for as long as you are alive, become your own enterprise. This, Comrades, is our new Decalogue.
At the Archdiocesan Hellenic Cultural Center
27-09 Crescent St, Astoria, NY 11102 ,Tel: 718 626 5111
Performances: Μay 2 ,3 ,9 ,10 ,16 ,17 ,23 ,24
Saturday: 4 pm & 8 pm, Sunday: 4 pm & 8 pm
DIRECTOR-ADAPTATION: Stratos Tzortzoglou
VIDEO ART: Reina Eskenazy
MUSIC COMPOSER: Kyriakos Papadopoulos, Spyros Exaras
MUSIC CONTRIBUTION:Vangelis Petsalis , Nikos Platyrachos
CHOREOGRAPHY: Teti Nikolopoulou- Despina Sophia Stamos
SET DESIGN: Michael Sdougos
SCULPTURE :Panayiotis Tanimanidis
SINGERS: Giorgos Mazonakis , Kostas Stavroulidakis, Natalia Petsalis
Despoina Sophia Stamos as whirling-dervish dancer-soul