The Giants

The Giants eat until they're blue in the face, they fart, they rule in strange ways, they exploit the good people, they take advice, they do as they please, they get drunk, they cheat at gambling, they think out of their asses, they set sail in search of an ideal, We're stranded on unknown shores, blowing hot air, chickening out, attacking the source of the problem, causing joyous cataclysms, re-eating, straddling the fantastic, bordering on bad taste and mistaking bladders for lanterns. A biting Rabelaisian satire on the crudeness of the world, where hope for a better world will eventually win out over those constipated by change. Prize of the Minister of Culture - Rencontres de Théâtre Jeune Public de Huy 2023