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Today marks 235 years since birth Jean Austen. A writer whose books Evelyn Waugh said they were perfect for traveling by train as he was about to take a nap, leaving the door open with a compartment between Jean Austen book to let in fresh air.

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Pluja Constant, of Pau Miró

Few, rarely comes to visit the theater this space. Not because the rippers not going to this show that almost costs less than a evening of popcorn and movies and, moreover, always promises interesting things. Or laughter, or thoughts or talk back home at night. Therefore, because we often, it is important to make the effort to translate this stage works so well made as " Pluja Constant."

This work is being displayed in the room The Villarroel in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bled by Pau Miró . The libretto is by Keith Huff and has been a hit in U.S. going to be represented from Chicago to Los Angeles or Broadway. Here we get no change of atmosphere or adaptations of the script local culture as long as the globalization of American cultural imagination makes us understood any of the items represent.

The thriller genre or American-style thriller is not quite reflected in the tables. It is not unusual to see a play about a story of police and, despite what you think about the theatrical art, representing the action of a so exciting. In times of 3D and other currencies, to enjoy and cringe at the seat of printing a play means that someone does a great job.

And if you stop to think that there are only two actors on stage. Joel and Joan Pere Ponce, two acquaintances of the TV cameras are planted in the skin of the policemen Danny and Joey, an Irish-Italian-American and the Irish never cease to be Irish to become Americans. Between the two of them tell the classic story of cops slums of an American city in decline during the 70's. A history of Starsky & Hutch .

Joey and Danny are both children of immigrants who have grown up in the slums of Chicago. They locked up a friendship that continues to this moment we have to two characters, adults, with peers in the police force in the city. Joey-Pere Ponce-, Irish, no family. Vive grabbed the bottle, disappointed because he always denied promotion to detective and his partner physical shadow. Danny, Joel Joan, has a wife and two children, a big house where we watch TV with his family an unorthodox way to practice their profession and the only problem of finding an outlet for the life of his friend Joey. From here we will be entering a mixed story where infidelity, prostitution, drugs and a missed shot.

In the American version the actors who represented the work were Daniel Craig -Joey and Pere Ponce, and Hugh Jackman -Danny and Joel Joan. I do not know to what extent these actors were able to do on stage all that the two actors during the performance Catalans did last night. The play is told based on monologues or short dialogues between two characters. They alone are capable of telling the story, do you imagine all the characters, which, though you're sitting in a chair listening to you tell a story in the past, jump restless and you shudder to situations of tension represent us.

Joel Joan, an actor aroused so much sympathy and hatred, is great. Being himself is capable of making you feel the pain through her body twisting, to see how the decay is making its way through your body. Pere Ponce is at or more than him. Two additional players who play different roles and evolve during the performance. Even in a given time, are capable of playing two voices one rock left in the worst place to many of the so-called artists of the song.

Beyond the history and excellent representations of Ponce and Joan, the work leaves the bitter aftertaste that comes after the defeat. A loss that comes when the circle of life becomes a downward spiral and the character is unable to put a stop to his downfall. Something that is so scary because everyone is always very near the abyss that reflects our history. What happens is that steps are always those who cling in the middle of the fall, steps that can be called family, savings or social security. Constant Pluja is the story of two hands that cling to a number of steps during a fall, and the story of how, one by one, with respectful gap, they are broken, leaving a vacuum as the only witness to the tragedy.