
Tape
by Stephen Belber
German translation by Mojca Megusar and Ulrich Gehmacher
Vince is a volunteer firefighter and a drug dealer. Jon shoots promising low-budget films. The two men were good friends in high school, but haven’t seen each other since graduation. Now they meet again in their hometown of Lansing, Michigan. Jon has returned to show his debut film at the local film festival. Vince comes because he wants to find out – once and for all – what really happened between his true love Amy and Jon.
Vince is a volunteer firefighter and a drug dealer. Jon shoots promising low-budget films. The two men were good friends in high school, but haven’t seen each other since graduation. Now they meet again in their hometown of Lansing, Michigan. Jon has returned to show his debut film at the local film festival. Vince comes because he wants to find out – once and for all – what really happened between his true love Amy and Jon.
Director Stefan Pucher
Co Stage Design Nikolaus Frinke
Set Stefan Pucher
Costumes Victoria Behr
Music Christopher Uhe
Video Stephan Komitsch (impulskontrolle), Felix Johannes Lange (impulskontrolle)
Dramaturgy Claus Caesar
Premiere June 11, 2011
Felix GoeserVince

Bernd MossJon

Nina HossAmy

Stephan Komitsch / Moritz GrewenigLive-Video
And then they make music, too: Hoss on vocals and guitar, Moss on bass and Goeser on the drums. This is also not obligatory, but it’s great: Pucher has ventured beyond the parameters of ordinary life and stagecraft, searching for that distinctly American aura of self-delusion, just as he did recently while directing Arthur Miller. He’s on the right track and has succeeded in making a respectable return to Berlin. […] But the star of the show is the magnificent script by a dramatist hitherto unknown in Germany. Maybe he hasn’t come up with anything since that’s as clever as Tape, but this one play by Stephen Belber will become a regular fixture in German theatre repertoires. Hopefully. Pucher places his trust in his trio of actors: Felix Goeser is the coke-snorting fireman, Bernd Moss the film director who confesses his guilt, while Nina Hoss does a pretty terrific job at pulling off the utterly puzzling role of Amy. It’s also thanks to her that the play’s actual ’truth’ remains completely unknown. When she goes, everyone is left with his own version.
And then they make music, too: Hoss on vocals and guitar, Moss on bass and Goeser on the drums. This is also not obligatory, but it’s great: Pucher has ventured beyond the parameters of ordinary life and stagecraft, searching for that distinctly American aura of self-delusion, just as he did recently while directing Arthur Miller. He’s on the right track and has succeeded in making a respectable return to Berlin. […] But the star of the show is the magnificent script by a dramatist hitherto unknown in Germany. Maybe he hasn’t come up with anything since that’s as clever as Tape, but this one play by Stephen Belber will become a regular fixture in German theatre repertoires. Hopefully.
Nina Hoss [...] completes the ideally cast trio and lets her seemingly superior Amy rise above the men’s cockfighting. As the ravishing and self-confident leader of the band, she sings Liz Phair's Chopsticks, accompanying herself on electric guitar, with Moss on bass and Goeser on drums: "I met him at a party and he told me how to drive him home/ He said he liked to do it backwards/ I said: ‘That’s just fine with me/ That way we can fuck and watch TV’." Bernd Moss comes up with ever-new gestures to convey the writhing and embarrassed cringing of his squeaky clean, up-and-coming, low-budget film director Jon: the upper body that rocks from side to side when he speaks, the hands jammed into his pant pockets, the fingers clawing the edge of the bed. […] Felix Goeser plays the drug-dealing volunteer firefighter like a pubescent child. He furrows his brow ironically, lolls about cross-legged sporting tennis socks, turns somersaults on the hotel bed and otherwise […] works out his aggression by purposely jumping around. […]
Nina Hoss [...] completes the ideally cast trio and lets her seemingly superior Amy rise above the men’s cockfighting. As the ravishing and self-confident leader of the band, she sings Liz Phair's Chopsticks, accompanying herself on electric guitar, with Moss on bass and Goeser on drums: "I met him at a party and he told me how to drive him home/ He said he liked to do it backwards/ I said: ‘That’s just fine with me/ That way we can fuck and watch TV’."