Faustin Linyekula

“Congo does not exist…it needs to be invented. 1884, the Berlin Conference, King Leopold’s idea is almost as large as his stature, he wants his own personal colony”. Faustin Linyekula went deep into the heart of a former rubber plantation near Ubundu in order to immerse himself in “this Congo, where the humming of the forests and rivers is interrupted by the crack of the whip, like the flap of a banner”, evoked by Aimé Cesaire. He recorded its sounds and captured its changes, in preparation for the physical, carnal and musical substance of his latest creation. Pascal Losanganya took his inspiration from traditional songs of the region: what song could we hum in order to outlast infamy? While Moanda Daddy Kamono tackled the text, Faustin Linyekula looked deep into the inner confines of his body in search of the possibility of a form of dance. In Eric Vuillard’s narrative, the director and choreographer met with children who have suffered mutilations, and to whom the writer gives a name and a face… children who whose right hands were cut off for not bringing in enough rubber. In the face of this past, how can we speak, dance or even keep to our feet?
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Estimated running time : 1h45