The Lingering Now, Our Odyssey II

Created at the 2019 Avignon Festival, The Lingering Now, Our Odyssey II made a splash with audiences and critics alike. In a singular form that joins theatre and film, Christine Jatahy treats the subject of migration with infinite depth: “That which forces millions of individuals to be on the move. That which nationalism traps in refugee camps where life, suspended, elapses. No salvation for these men, these women, these children ripped from their ancestral homes with no promise of any future. A time that stretches endlessly where memories burn the heart, unable to move forward.” Created at the 2019 Avignon Festival, The Lingering Now, Our Odyssey II made a splash with audiences and critics alike. In a singular form that joins theatre and film, Christine Jatahy treats the subject of migration with infinite depth: “That which forces millions of individuals to be on the move. That which nationalism traps in refugee camps where life, suspended, elapses. No salvation for these men, these women, these children ripped from their ancestral homes with no promise of any future. A time that stretches endlessly where memories burn the heart, unable to move forward.” Created at the 2019 Avignon Festival, The Lingering Now, Our Odyssey II made a splash with audiences and critics alike. In a singular form that joins theatre and film, Christine Jatahy treats the subject of migration with infinite depth: “That which forces millions of individuals to be on the move. That which nationalism traps in refugee camps where life, suspended, elapses. No salvation for these men, these women, these children ripped from their ancestral homes with no promise of any future. A time that stretches endlessly where memories burn the heart, unable to move forward.” Created at the 2019 Avignon Festival, The Lingering Now, Our Odyssey II made a splash with audiences and critics alike. In a singular form that joins theatre and film, Christine Jatahy treats the subject of migration with infinite depth: “That which forces millions of individuals to be on the move. That which nationalism traps in refugee camps where life, suspended, elapses. No salvation for these men, these women, these children ripped from their ancestral homes with no promise of any future. A time that stretches endlessly where memories burn the heart, unable to move forward.”