The Hand is a lonely hunter

The often painful vitality of female embodiments takes center stage. Author Katja Brunner doesn't mince words. Her play is a wild verbal tirade centered on the female body: bodies of all ages, every shape. Including the female body that knows how to stage and position itself, that gives birth, ages—or empties itself through vomiting. Then, for example, the chorus of bulimics speaks, listing all the things they vomit on: fatherland, motherland, EU...