The favorite Italian of the Swiss invites his audience into his "comic theater". In doing so, his comedy - enriched as usual with great pantomime - does not evoke a state in which one taps one's thighs. Only after the performance do you notice how the index finger on the top of your skull makes little scratching noises: "Why do I feel so good? Oh yes, I was laughing!"
Massimo Rocchi's secret to success seems simple, but it's impossible for imitators to copy: His comedy is the art of toothpick-fine gestures, the art of claiming places, spaces, memories and sensations through imagination. His comedy draws from his biography, this wandering of the artist as a young man through the EU area, until he finally stranded in Switzerland, Bern. His art does not stand for a nation or generation, but for a sense of belonging beyond geographical borders.
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