Marea Roja will be Performed in Spanish with English Supertitles.
December 3rd to December 12th
Performances are Friday and Saturday nights at 8:30PM and Sundays at 5:00PM
All Shows at Teatro 8
2101 SW 8th Street, Miami, FL 33135
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About the Play:
Marea Roja is a translation of my play, Red Tide, which was commissioned and produced by The Promethean Theatre in Miami in 2007. This original production was part of The Minnesota Fringe Festival in 2008, was nominated for a Carbonell Award for Best New Work in 2007, won Best New Play from Miami New Times-Broward in 2008, and was workshopped at the Playwrights' Center in Minneapolis and as part of the Playwright's Development Program through the Miami-Dade Cultural Affairs Council.
--- Playwright, Juan C. Sanchez ---
Our version of this intense suspense-thriller will capture the imaginations of Miami theatre lovers. Dream Theatre Productions is excited about the opportunity to present this intelligent and provoking play in Spanish.
--- Director, Fabián de Cárdenas ---
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Play Synopsis:
Marea Roja is a stage suspense-thriller about Alan, a young man who wakes up from a drug-induced blackout to discover a bloody bat in his apartment. He knows the bat belongs to him. What he can’t figure out is whose blood is on it or how it got there. As he tries to piece together the events from the night before, the story of his life unfolds. Events both in present time and flashbacks reveal a love-hate relationship with his older brother Gilbert, an egocentric news man, who has been financially responsible for him since the death of their parents; and his own obsessive, romantic, oedipal relationship with Angelica, an irresistible, manipulative, failed actress who works with children at a day care center. When Angelica sets a plan in motion to bring the estranged brothers closer, a love triangle ensues. A plan that turns deadly. As the duplicitous nature of each character is revealed, their true motives come to the surface and with it, the traumatic events that have shaped their own lives, which have made them who they are. Sometimes a lie is the only weapon there is. Sometimes there’s a baseball bat.
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