THIS IS NOT US

It’s summer, it’s morning, there’s no more muesli. MY MOTHER, MY FATHER, MY SISTER and MY BROTHER wake up to what might seem like a normal day. But where am I? And how do you deal with reality if the unreal has happened? Monica Isakstuen’s play investigates “home” as an electric minefield between security and tyranny. It is about grief and loss, about our roles throughout life, about the relationships and constellations we are part of and which are us, but still not. In ”Dette er ikke oss” / “This is not us” we follow a family through a dramatic day, where the divide between love and disgust, sadness and ecstasy is erased. What is nightmare and reality is not always obvious.