Anton’s got it made: dream house, artistic wife, baby on the way. And, as the smoke rises from another city saved by coalition bombs, there’s a fortune to be made rebuilding the wreckage. So what’s he doing forging his boss’s signature? And why has his wife crushed her hands under the piano lid?
Painfully funny scenes of married bliss in meltdown and the insistent presence, on their screens and in their dreams, of the West's far-flung and half-forgotten wars – Eldorado asks what happens when the drive for success carries us past our coping point.
Chronologically, the second of von Mayenburg's to have been translated into English, this is perhaps even more relevant today with the Israeli-Palestinian conflict looming than it was when originally written in German in 2004. It concerns what happens when a comfortable middle-class real estate agent tries to ignore the chaos of a devastating war and carry on with 'business as usual'. As always with this playwright, the work conjures up more questions than answers, but that's part of its strength.