Le sexe c'est dégoûtant

Two couples have a date for a swingers party. The first are customary. The equipment, the experience of the prerequisites, the little creams, they have it all. True veterans of sharing bodies, sensations and Prosecco. The second are novices. They don't quite know where they are going, but they bring a tiramisu to their future partners, with whom they have so far visited museums more than living room carpets. How is the evening going? Or rather how did it go? Here is what the play investigates, reconstructs, and gradually brings to light. It is indeed a question of knowing whether what happened behind the blinds, once the kalamatas have been eaten, is legitimate. But what the play also wants to convey is a certain way of speaking, of having an opinion. On body, sex, architecture, the world, and even life. Our favorite subjects.