“I am loved, I am hated
I am courted, I am rejected”
For the first time in English theatre’s history, the National Theatre stages a production of Tirso de Molina’s ‘Jealous of Herself ‘ this upcoming fall – not a spectacle to be missed. As the intrigue on the stage unfolds, you will remember, with not such a sweet nostalgia, how it is to be captured by a stranger’s eyes. Hidden faces, behind a veil or an NHS mask, give rise to our most secret and ardent yearnings for the unknown. See for yourself how the seduced Malchera finds out the truth and battles this fairytale of lies.
Intrigue, jealousy, courtship and disguise, you become a witness to the untangling of Madrid’s love lives (as far as pre-marriage courtship allowed) in #JealousOfHerself. Delve into the 17th-century love schemes, as the self-contradicted Magdalena seduces her lover into a web of ardent passion through an exposure of one hand. As she weaves the web on-the-go, watch how she races against Melchor’s swift imagination, when he has created a web of his own.
Be enchanted with love’s webs and learn the mistakes (and maybe lessons) of weaving untold truths into the realm of romance. Love is universal, and so is mystery, so how do you keep up with passion’s pace? Laugh and be bewildered by love’s charm in “Jealous of Herself”.
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Some wonderful stuff in here, lovely illustration, a fragmented Botticelli’s Venus? There is a light allusion to the lockdown context and I love your brackets, in so far as courtship allowed, making reference to the historical context… Are romance, passion and the untold truth compatible? To what extent do we need lies or fiction to make our love lives exciting?