"I am dying. Say to him to come later."
Copi belonged to the Hispanic community of Paris fleeing the dictatorships. He was Argentinian like the directors Alfredo Arias and Georges Lavelli. But there were Spanish (Arrabal), Chilean (Jodorowski)… They made blow a wind latino on the French culture.
Copi was gay. This part is his last work. It is a very funny comedy.
Cyrille, a famous artist, is ill in an hospital. He knows he will die. Around him, doctor, admiror, nurse agitate. It is a swirl, ridiculous joined metaphysics, joyfully wild. He makes fun of everyone.
Sometimes the tone is serious, anguish is there. But energy returns quickly. Copi could not stage this play. It is Lavelli which did it. He died (AIDS) during the repetitions. There remains to us this joyful manifest of life. Humour stronger than death?