THE GREAT SILENCE.

Le Télégramme - May 12, 2019 : "The cultural season of the Haut Pays bigouden, orchestrated by Dihun, ended on Saturday with a breathtaking show: ‘Le grand chut’ by the company La Boîte à sel. The audience, both young and old, were left speechless as the performance was of high caliber. This show took over the stage of the Avel-Dro on Saturday, late afternoon. The quality of this performance is very real with a finely crafted script, mind-blowing sound effects, an acoustic brigade with actors all at their peak, and an intelligence of creation and play. In short, a performance of rare quality."

Le Télégramme - May 16, 2019 : "For the last show of the season, the theater hit hard and true with a ‘Grand Chut’ that was as hilarious as it was clever. (...) ‘What are we listening to? How do we listen to the world?’ are the fundamental questions that underpin this performance, which is as quirky in form as it is serious in content. How can one not be sensitive to the issue of the disappearance of living beings when we fear a mass extinction? This joyful bataclan hits the mark."

Le Télégramme - May 30, 2019 : "When one realizes that this much-appreciated sound could disappear, anxiety arises immediately. Denial too. It’s very sad, at heart, a sound that dies. Nostalgia is already creeping in. But the ‘brigade of broken arms’, masterfully interpreted by Camille Demoures, Atsama Lafosse, Laurent Duprat, and Fañch Jouannic, tasked with investigating this mysterious disappearance, quickly brings back smiles thanks to poetic dialogues that hit the mark and very well-written outrageous situations by Arnaud Le Gouëfflec. They are funny enough to leave you sore in the abs the next day, and the angelic and even contagious laughter of the youngest in the audience erupted from all sides. The show is designed to please children from the age of 6 (as it can be a bit scary at times) but is perfectly suitable for adults who can find multiple levels of interpretation."

"Why do children love riddles so much? I would be tempted to answer, at first glance: because they represent a concentrated form of their experience of conquering reality, of which they are in some way the emblem. For children, the world is full of mysterious objects, incomprehensible events, indecipherable figures. Their mere presence in the world is already a mystery to be unraveled, a riddle to be solved by taking it from all angles, through direct or indirect questions. Knowledge often operates in the form of surprise." "Grammar of Imagination" - Gianni Rodari

INTENTION NOTE

Start like a thriller. Now, a thriller begins with a death or a disappearance, but what should disappear? In Le Grand Chut, what has disappeared is a sound, then two, then three... At first, nothing harmful, but quickly the disappearance becomes viral, it's a wave that crashes everywhere and gradually erases all sounds, voices, music, in short, everything that makes noise.

Silence settles everywhere. And at the center of this silence, in an improvised bunker HQ, including a small video transmission studio, are our heroes, the acoustic brigade: Odette, Loïc, Clairon, and The Chief. These four humans did not know each other before being urgently recruited and seem as helpless as each other in the face of this frightening and inexplicable phenomenon. But they have been appointed, they have a mission and a responsibility towards all the inhabitants. And above all: they have a chief who directs the operations and counts on them. So they stick together, devise hypotheses and plans to try to stop, elucidate, in short, to save the country from this silence that gnaws at everything.

The phones start ringing. The three gendarmes immediately find themselves in the thick of it, responding to panicked users who have lost the meow of their cat, the sound of the fountain, the screech of their motorcycle tire, etc.: "How did your cat meow? Meooow or miaouuu?". A radio news flash confirms that nothing is getting better, that everything is deteriorating, and to top it all off, presents vaccines against love, the anti-noise committee people. They think that "frankly, it was about time, because enough is enough."