Baby Misses, various tender things, Marilyn's diaries, Neapolitan neo-melodics. What can happen by combining and staging these ingredients? In his seventh show, Marco Bianchini plunges into the abysses of contemporaneity and the sickest pop culture. The result of this exploration is a multi-voiced monologue in which there will be enough to laugh but also enough to cry, with catchy music (but less than usual), some seemingly random ballets and a lot of multidisciplinarity.
