La Comedia de los Errores

What is truth? How do we know what is true? Where do we find the right answers?

Dear Audience, Isn't error the answer to all those questions? What would be true and correct if it were not for error? Would they exist as such? Truth and correctness owe their existence to falsehood and error, since it would make no sense to state them as such if the possibility of their opposite did not exist. The authentic and the correct are always so flat, so boring, don't you think?

The Comedy of Errors starts with a death sentence and everything turns into a party by mistake. By mistake, we change partners believing we are right and by mistake we end up in jail believing we are honest. We learn from our mistakes, but it is a mistake to think that if we aspire to never make mistakes none will be made.

Greece, the cradle of our culture, mother of Aristotle, Pericles and the Dionysian festivals, grandmother of Zorba the Greek, Varoufakis and the raves of Barceloneta. Four twins, that is, two pairs of twins related to two twin girls, who mistakenly pair up with twins who are not their partners while their real twins disguise themselves as the wrong twins to seduce their twins, impostors of themselves. Or is that not what it is? No, I was wrong. I made a mistake. In reality, these two people are not twins to each other, but to another couple who are also twins. The other couple owe money to a jeweller, who is a friend of an exorcist who lives near an abbey. The mother abbess of the abbey is married to a traveling merchant, but she believes he is dead. So, is she more of a mother than an abbess? Or am I mistaken again? Everyone wants to party by the sea in Ephesus. Does Ephesus have a port? It has a library and a beautiful theatre, but sea?

I hope that Aeschylus, Shakespeare and Mikis Theodorakis accompany us on this journey and that you, dear audience, enjoy the party.