During the nights of a long weekend in Berlin you can come across a lot of annoying people and crazy people in a class of their own, Hitler reciters for example, confused people who think they are talking rabbits or time in person, drinkers with murderous gaps in their memory or a talkative egomaniac with a pronounced Urge of confession. The lost souls devote themselves to their high peaks on the scale of insanity, not in the merciful half-light of a nightclub, but at three theater premieres. After a somewhat too detailed look into the various abysses, you, as an innocent theater visitor, feel something like Mr. Lenglumé, who is at the Schaubühne after a night of drinking – and this hard-drinking gentleman is by far one of the more pleasant Berlin night figures of this theater weekend.
Berlin theater premieres: Worse can always happen – culture
