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"When the film end?"

One of the firefighters who participated pó in the rescue of plane crash in Barajas, Francisco Martinez, confided that one of the rescued children kept asking " where his father and ended when the movie " . "The small, disoriented, wondering if it was true what was happening and what was happening, "he said Martinez, who got into the truck to explain what happened but the child" thought it was a movie and wondered where was his father. " For
Meanwhile, one of the deceased trips in the Barajas air crash saved the life of his daughter, aged 11, committed to unbombero while still in their seats, including the dough from the plane crash as Martínez story . This is Amalia Filloy, from the Fregene (Salamanca), who was killed along with another 14 year old daughter, while her husband, José Alonso, and little Mary are developing well in the Hospital La Paz without issue for their lives.
The firefighter said he rescued alive two children and he would have liked to visit the girl to tell her mother saved her life.

feared UNIT WITHIN THE TRAGEDY Last Post: "My love broke down the plane and do not let me Down" The message it sent a man to his wife's cell. The game machine was aborted due to technical problems. In the text said the pilot told the turbine was wrong and would not take off. Asked to leave. It is one of the 153 dead.
By: Juan Carlos Argañaraz

"Dad!, Dad!, where are you? Dad!, Dad! When the film end?" Amid choking smoke and searing heat of the fire of the plane that crashed Wednesday at Madrid's Barajas airport, Firefighter Francisco Martinez heard, almost in disbelief, this ripper of a creature named among the charred remains. "I asked if everything was really happening and where was his father, "she said, her voice cracking with emotion.

why?
Today Friday 22 August, I read a story in the newspaper in my city, where they referred the statements of a child (it is not clear by whom) survived the accident that killed a English plane recently. In this paper, the tiny, still on the plane, being rescued by a firefighter asked him this way insistent (probably in shock).

Dad ... Dad, and finished the film?

With this sentence, which touched me deeply, headlined the news in all newspapers of that day ... no doubt the fact was acutely tragic connotation. Indeed it was ... especially for that child, needed to believe that indeed it was a film and not a real fact what was happening to him at that moment ... For him this confusion surely God is good and has that way, he can pass that infamous moment.

But the point, telling you all this because I read it just moments where Cecilia Propato had asked me to write about the management process "ROMANCITO" work of authorship, indeed magnificent, but extremely hard to say who saw her. For all these reason
is I can not help drawing a parallel and a conclusion.
And it looks something like this news to which I was referring to. The fact is that every time which presented the work of Cecilia had something in common, and it was the tremendous strength that impact on the eyes of all who witnessed, all agreed on how extremely stifling and hard that the atmosphere was showed them the work. Dura, so tremendous ties that bound these two characters.

Asphyxiant this no more than to live, not to be alternative but to continue with the routine of a task a thousand times repeated, the continue waking and realizing that nothing has changed, absence that death is still there.
say that there is no lack.
I say death, because there are empty, because there was not fired, because there was not fate. Then only I can understand that way, "Death by absence" and is perhaps the worst of all, since it is a death that he refuses to leave the present of our lives making us a perpetual mourning, a pain that only calm in our bodies when we invade our own death.
But back to what concerns us, that is our comparison of the news with which I began this paper and our work (I say we, just for the fact that this point I think that the work belongs to everyone, plus logically, who wrote it). For the debate was always about whether it was necessary to present a work so hard, that caused so much anguish in those who were, to which I always answered that it was part of our history was that we had happened, which sometimes not enough for people who still continued to wonder whether it was necessary to so much pain there on stage, I I learned never to answer more than what I said before. But, and here is my comparison, today as you read this note I realized something: that what may be called was to see him on TV, was "to be a movie" as happened to this kid, that before the horror I prayed it was just an action film like so many others and nothing more, so ask us what we see on stage when there are works like "ROMNCITO" that could be a movie, as if it could present the hard facts as softer, more distant swallowable, more unfit, general, universal ... Ah! That happens to others, if shooting might be only a movie ...
Then thanks to the pain of that child and his blunt question, I realized that this work of today more than ever must be presented in a theater.
Because the theater does not tell us ... we mean. Because the theater does not show us ... makes us live, because the theater did not look, presence and makes us take sides, transforms us into beings of a society, we do have a common consciousness, a common history, a common pain ... For us the fact that, in this case our historical reality, in its closest face, without makeup, with all its defects in sight, in the body of the actors who may be there, they can until smell and touch even after the show, in a space that can move , which is not photographed, that is present, which shares the same space as the audience. In one eye than the lens of a camera but it is a subjective viewer, with all that that implies ... and all that that implies.
And of course if it is hard ... much harder than if we saw it on TV or movies. That the meat of the players in action, life and emotion, is there a foot away and share our own life.
Yes of course it is terrible, if clear it is distressing ... Or perhaps what happened to us and pass us is terrible and distressing?. The theater does not show us the damage we do sensible, palpable, indisputably true. And though a fiction film unlike we are not in a place other than that goes over there, if we are inside the film, are part of it, there is no intermediary between the author and the viewer.
finish this story (something suffocating) saying that in this world of immediacy (a word that rhymes with idiocy or stupidity) where exclusivity seems to have always done to prevent any pain from every point of view, I welcome you theater, to present us with this pain in all its human dimension, that is ours, that defines us as well as humor and tears.
And I thank the players that are "submitted" so kindly to exacting demands of this poor director. And of course the author "Cecilia Propato" for believing in us to bring this story up where we did.

Carlos Romagnoli (Director)