Scenrecension: A Karl-Bertil Jonssonsk christmas eve to laugh with in

In the city of Uppsala, ”Karl-Bertil Jonsson...” all in. There is not a latch, no anxious sidelong when the director, set designer, etc Jonas Österberg Nilsson (from, among others, the municipal theatre Skärholmenscen) with the ensemble commits lustmord at Sweden's most canonized posttjuv.

If the scala theatre recently presented an artistically ambitious, relatively stylish (and funny) interpretation of Tage Danielsson's melancholic quips, so does the Uppsala city Theatre, a total slash-boom-bang-cartoon series of the same.

: so shrill, so screwed, no spectacle in the long run to be bearable.

But yes! The freedom, the audacity and the hugely talented precision defeats the audience completely. Instead of looking for similarities cheering over the differences, the clichés unclothed, discovers the great comments, enjoying the coarse quips – and, necessarily, a genuine love for the model.

This all look like in an archie comics series. All have contours, each button is påritad the outside of the coats. All have wildly widened eyes. The story is told that in the serierutor, always with a visible score. Here rises the steam is two-dimensional from the kaffekopparna. The tears as the pampered (and most forgotten) little sister Ingrid (Jennifer Amaka Pettersson) crying, she keeps a trembling bouquet of flowers in front of the eyes. Mechanical small miracle that is extra amazing in dataanimeringens time and is accompanied by the sweet-spot sound effects. You have so much fun.

all expectations – precocious, tanigt rar and småförtjust in the fiolspelande tiggerskan Izabella (Stina Nordberg). All should be mentioned, in every role, from the tuggummituggande (slish, slish) the taxi driver to the fat one dad Jonsson himself, a oigenkännbar Göran Engman.

in Addition, surprisingly enough, sounds right in the vanvördigheten also a deep and genuine moral tone. Everything else is the ensemble-namely, a singing fattigmannakör. Then, and then tally up our most beloved christmas carols, beautifully and in earnest, and may konsumtionsraseriet and egotism to stand out in clearer relief. As it should be, in christmas time.

Read more: Ingegärd Waaranperäs a review of ”the Tale of Karl-Bertil Jonsson's christmas eve” at the scala theatre in Stockholm.