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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(&lt;i&gt;la finestra e il balcone&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paolo Cappelloni&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-4588024088061199746?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/P62XFc3HMu0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-04T08:19:58.086+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NGiWBhpondU/ToqkJzT8YgI/AAAAAAAADIU/t-DNCqFsyxc/s72-c/balcone.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2011/09/la-dichiarazione.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Lo vedo e non lo vedo</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/X10X7llebgc/lo-vedo-e-non-lo-vedo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2011 22:44:06 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-8677499927756504945</guid><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/THIQrYFFjdI/AAAAAAAADBc/JVOXLBMT7s4/s1600/Copertina+Lo+vedo+e+non+lo+vedo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/THIQrYFFjdI/AAAAAAAADBc/JVOXLBMT7s4/s320/Copertina+Lo+vedo+e+non+lo+vedo.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;﻿Personaggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zita&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;età: sulla cinquantina&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Armanda&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;sua sorella; età: sulla cinquantina&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edoardo&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;età: sulla cinquantina&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maria Luce&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;condomina; età: sulla quarantina&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alcune comparse&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;altri condomini&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Zita vede un uomo che si vuole gettare dal tetto di un palazzo di fronte. Prima da sola, poi con l’aiuto di altri condòmini cerca di dissuaderlo dal folle proposito e lo invita in casa propria per aiutarlo nella sua difficile situazione. Ma questi uomini...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Una commedia grottesca dove non ci sono personaggi positivi: sono tutti piccoli mostri che girano intorno a Zita che, si viene a scoprire, non è da meno.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.dramma.it/dati/libreria/vedo_nonvedo.htm"&gt;download&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-8677499927756504945?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/X10X7llebgc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-18T07:44:06.175+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/THIQrYFFjdI/AAAAAAAADBc/JVOXLBMT7s4/s72-c/Copertina+Lo+vedo+e+non+lo+vedo.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2010/08/lo-vedo-e-non-lo-vedo.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Varietà</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/phRpEGq2k34/varieta.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2011 22:38:37 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-6820362764495894768</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/S8otmI-EiBI/AAAAAAAAC_k/qFkXYqeai50/s1600/loc+variet%C3%A0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/S8otmI-EiBI/AAAAAAAAC_k/qFkXYqeai50/s320/loc+variet%C3%A0.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Varietà&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tutto normale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;due atti di&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paolo Cappelloni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"&gt;Personaggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marco (&lt;em&gt;attore&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Martino (&lt;em&gt;attore&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enrica (&lt;em&gt;attrice&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sig.ra Armandina (&lt;em&gt;proprietaria dell’appartamento&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cfe2f3;"&gt;Tre attori si ritrovano a condividere, per ragioni di lavoro, un appartamento che viene solitamente affittato ad artisti di passaggio. Il problema sorge quando la proprietaria, una signora (Armandina) con la passione del teatro ma con un passato non del tutto cristallino, scopre che due dei tre attori sono omosessuali (Martino ed Enrica). I due riescono comunque a convincerla iniziando così una convivenza “di lavoro” in cui sorgono conflitti soprattutto fra i due e il terzo attore (Marco). La situazione si risolve quando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-6820362764495894768?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/phRpEGq2k34" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-18T07:38:37.515+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/S8otmI-EiBI/AAAAAAAAC_k/qFkXYqeai50/s72-c/loc+variet%C3%A0.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2010/04/varieta.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Il primo figlio</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/2MGh5kZp_8g/il-primo-figlio.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2011 22:40:54 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-2927852270121382217</guid><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SkR0Se1NnII/AAAAAAAAC4U/yRSd4wE1MAk/s1600-h/locandina+il+primo+figlio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351530118085713026" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SkR0Se1NnII/AAAAAAAAC4U/yRSd4wE1MAk/s400/locandina+il+primo+figlio.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 78%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.dramma.it/dati/libreria/primo_figlio.htm"&gt;download&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 180%;"&gt;Personaggi&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;Adriano Ghina&lt;br /&gt;
Giovanna (&lt;em&gt;sua moglie&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
Rinaldo (&lt;em&gt;amico di Adriano&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
Gigliola (&lt;em&gt;amica di Giovanna&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
Irma (&lt;em&gt;la madre di Giovanna&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 180%;"&gt;Sinossi&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;Giovanna comunica a suo marito Adriano di essere in attesa del loro primo figlio. Ad Adriano, stressato dal lavoro e di carattere ansioso, subentra una felicità incontenibile, addirittura esagerata, una gioia che nel secondo atto, quando Giovanna è già al 7° mese di gravidanza, si spezza brutalmente quando ascolta, per caso, parte di un colloquio fra la moglie ed una sua amica (Gigliola) da cui, per un qui pro quo, crede di apprendere che il figlio non è suo. Adriano è convinto che il vero padre sia il suo amico Rinaldo che accusa violentemente, quindi decide sui due piedi di abbandonare la moglie. Il fraintendimento viene chiarito, ancora per caso, rendendo Adriano ridicolo di fronte alla moglie e alla (terribile) suocera.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00;"&gt;È primavera, è tempo di pulizie in casa; Fortunato intende fare anche un po’ d’ordine gettando vecchie cose ormai in disuso, come un vecchio vaso da notte che ricorda di tenere sotto il letto da tempo immemorabile... quasi un ricordo d’infanzia. È un gesto spontaneo quello di strofinarlo per togliergli la patina di polvere che lo ricopre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;La commedia ha debuttato il 3 Agosto 2011 con "La Compagnia d'la Cerasa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-5763257007848127759?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/qWQ3t1iNWoc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-29T16:39:01.401+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Sg2pDP-LWOI/AAAAAAAAC08/ubPUCarWHIY/s72-c/per+locandina+italiano.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2009/05/che-genio.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>I nonni</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/MsbwhuKszaM/i-nonni_14.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2011 22:43:26 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-370462686242794345</guid><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Sgwivb_XmiI/AAAAAAAAC0c/hrR37Pxgy2A/s1600-h/locandina++italiana.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335677856889936418" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Sgwivb_XmiI/AAAAAAAAC0c/hrR37Pxgy2A/s400/locandina++italiana.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 274px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dramma.it/dati/libreria/nonni.htm"&gt;download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300; font-size: 180%;"&gt;Personaggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Severino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vasinto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ileana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dottore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc9933; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Nota:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Non mi capita di inserire commenti personali sul mio blog ma per questo lavoro voglio fare un'eccezione perché credo di essere riuscito (non so se completamente) ad unire in una commedia comicità e sentimenti, umorismo e momenti/situazioni di scontro o di tenerezza: un accostamento su cui volevo cimentarmi da tempo. Il risultato mi sembra soddisfacente...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Severino e Vasinto sono due fratelli anziani che vivono insieme ma hanno due caratteri completamente differenti: Severino, celibe, è gioviale, aperto e socievole, Vasinto, vedovo con un figlio che lavora in America, è l’esatto contrario. Per alleviare la solitudine e la noia quotidiana, Severino pensa di rispondere ad un annuncio ed affittare una camera ad una studentessa universitaria...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-370462686242794345?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/MsbwhuKszaM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-18T07:43:26.368+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Sgwivb_XmiI/AAAAAAAAC0c/hrR37Pxgy2A/s72-c/locandina++italiana.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-nonni_14.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Un documentario</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/Galy_dmTsVo/cinema.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 04:35:12 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-6228591214481254653</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Sje_U4737eI/AAAAAAAAC4E/4PgQIQsFCbU/s1600-h/Franco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347953448127557090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Sje_U4737eI/AAAAAAAAC4E/4PgQIQsFCbU/s400/Franco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SgwiAvEma5I/AAAAAAAAC0U/qeqBazp5RH0/s1600-h/img349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335677054558301074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SgwiAvEma5I/AAAAAAAAC0U/qeqBazp5RH0/s400/img349.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruolo di Napoleone Bonaparte in scene di ricostruzione storica per il documentario "&lt;em&gt;Mummie, il mistero oltre la vita&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.zeevaproduction.it/it/chi.php"&gt;Zeeva production&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-6228591214481254653?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/Galy_dmTsVo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-05T13:35:12.993+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Sje_U4737eI/AAAAAAAAC4E/4PgQIQsFCbU/s72-c/Franco.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2009/05/cinema.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>I folletti della luna piena</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/lBytcXWRWio/i-folletti-della-luna-piena.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2009 15:28:54 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-1722394718322927755</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SfOOot369jI/AAAAAAAACzc/kqqqcxrDkeM/s1600-h/I+folletti+della+luna+piena+1+con+nome.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328759614269486642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SfOOot369jI/AAAAAAAACzc/kqqqcxrDkeM/s400/I+folletti+della+luna+piena+1+con+nome.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-1722394718322927755?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/lBytcXWRWio" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-26T00:28:54.986+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SfOOot369jI/AAAAAAAACzc/kqqqcxrDkeM/s72-c/I+folletti+della+luna+piena+1+con+nome.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-folletti-della-luna-piena.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>La chiave di casa</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/hMv02H6dPbw/la-chiave-di-casa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2009 02:27:33 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-4646206219299301120</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SWG_I232G_I/AAAAAAAACfs/D07eS-ILaXQ/s1600-h/chiave2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287717596399279090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SWG_I232G_I/AAAAAAAACfs/D07eS-ILaXQ/s400/chiave2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;La chiave di casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;monologo di&lt;br /&gt;Paolo Cappelloni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sinossi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Un uomo sta per rientrare a casa, si ferma davanti alla porta d’ingresso, appoggia in terra la borsa da lavoro e fruga nelle tasche della giacca e dei pantaloni per trovare la chiave, che non trova. Questa situazione lo porta a riflettere, davanti a quella porta chiusa, su se stesso e sul rapporto con la sua famiglia. La soluzione è degna della sua solita condotta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-4646206219299301120?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/hMv02H6dPbw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-01-05T11:27:33.740+01:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SWG_I232G_I/AAAAAAAACfs/D07eS-ILaXQ/s72-c/chiave2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2009/01/la-chiave-di-casa.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Il vecchio comico</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/F_vNecCa9iE/il-vecchio-comico.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 09:13:14 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-6064220469074166922</guid><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SSKD0V4gBeI/AAAAAAAACbU/xwjfXBiJ0Yw/s1600-h/allo+specchio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269919449227462114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SSKD0V4gBeI/AAAAAAAACbU/xwjfXBiJ0Yw/s400/allo+specchio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Il vecchio comico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;atto unico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;di&lt;br /&gt;Paolo Cappelloni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un vecchio attore comico sta finendo di truccarsi nel suo camerino prima dello spettacolo. Ne approfitta per ripensare alla sua vita e a quella sua dote che gli permise di intraprendere la carriera artistica: “il saper far ridere la gente”.&lt;br /&gt;Sono pensieri velati di malinconia, riflessioni di un attore ormai stanco ma che, non appena si trova davanti al suo pubblico, riesce ancora a divertirsi e far divertire. Ma una volta sul palco gli si presenta un "ospite" inatteso: la sua "Morte", con la quale avrà un colloquio ed una reazione che, sia pur per poco, gli allungherà la vita. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Personaggi&lt;br /&gt;Il vecchio comico&lt;br /&gt;La Morte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;foto di: &lt;a href="http://www.margherito.com/"&gt;Margherito&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-6064220469074166922?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/F_vNecCa9iE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-09T18:13:14.499+01:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SSKD0V4gBeI/AAAAAAAACbU/xwjfXBiJ0Yw/s72-c/allo+specchio.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2008/11/il-vecchio-comico.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Ricettacolo</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/UxSMY48NJ4w/una-nuova-commedia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2011 22:46:48 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-5319321470627775790</guid><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SRFbfbYsMTI/AAAAAAAACbE/GGgXxXucE5g/s1600-h/Immagine+cappello.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265090034858209586" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SRFbfbYsMTI/AAAAAAAACbE/GGgXxXucE5g/s400/Immagine+cappello.bmp" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 301px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Ricettacolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Pi-atto unico&lt;br /&gt;
in grotesque&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600; font-size: 100%;"&gt;di&lt;br /&gt;
Paolo Cappelloni&lt;br /&gt;
(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dramma.it/dati/libreria/ricettacolo.htm"&gt;download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc9933; font-size: 180%;"&gt;Sinossi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Gustavo Sapori, un grande chef italiano, confida un suo sogno al fedele aiutante: creare il “piatto per eccellenza”, quello che farebbe di lui il più grande chef del mondo. Il suo aiutante gli consiglia di chiamare colleghi di varie parti del mondo e raccogliere il meglio da ciascuno di loro. Così avviene, ma Gustavo nasconde loro il suo vero intento. Quando, senza volerlo, il suo aiutante fa scoprire il suo vero obiettivo, Gustavo gli addossa tutta la colpa e i suoi colleghi gli credono chiedendogli però di poter assaggiare il piatto da lui creato. L’assaggio provoca l’estasi nei quattro chef e tutti pretendono la ricetta che, dicono, appartiene anche a loro ma Gustavo si rifiuta preferendo bruciare il foglio della ricetta piuttosto che divulgarla, però si sa che il diavolo fa le pentole ma non i coperchi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-5319321470627775790?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/UxSMY48NJ4w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-18T07:46:48.374+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SRFbfbYsMTI/AAAAAAAACbE/GGgXxXucE5g/s72-c/Immagine+cappello.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2008/11/una-nuova-commedia.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Spettatori</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/-N6Hna3MNMw/spettatori.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2011 22:49:17 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-4459890526518587056</guid><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SJwjK7KNgmI/AAAAAAAAB9w/4uVZ072D4bk/s1600-h/spett2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232095537683858018" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SJwjK7KNgmI/AAAAAAAAB9w/4uVZ072D4bk/s400/spett2.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;due atti&lt;br /&gt;
di&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Eugenia Bartoccini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;
Paolo Cappelloni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.dramma.it/dati/libreria/spettatori.htm"&gt;download&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;In caso di richiesta per la rappresentazione il copione sarà corredato di un CD contenente le musiche e gli effetti sonori necessari e di un bozzetto scenico per una migliore visione delle posizioni dei personaggi in scena e dei loro spostamenti.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Sinossi&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Gli spettatori di un film in un piccolo cinema di provincia, ognuno con i propri problemi e i propri interessi. Il film è una banale storia d'amore ma riesce a coinvolgere più o meno tutti gli spettatori i quali, ognuno a suo modo, si riconoscono nei personaggi della storia che giunge ad assumere un potere catartico.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Personaggi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Egidio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;lo spettatore con i popcorn&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Pietro ed Elettra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;la giovane coppia&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Lamberto e Gigliola&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;la coppia sposata&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Celestino&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;vecchio irascibile&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Lui e Lei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;la giovane coppia che non parla&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Gianni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;giovane spettatore&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Le voci degli attori del film:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Peter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;con voce di Pietro&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Elaine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;con voce di Elettra&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Charlton&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;con voce di Celestino&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Bert&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;con voce di Lamberto&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Jill&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;con voce di Gigliola&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Jadon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;con voce di Egidio&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;John&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;con voce di Gianni&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Speaker dell’aeroporto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-4459890526518587056?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/-N6Hna3MNMw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-18T07:49:17.117+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SJwjK7KNgmI/AAAAAAAAB9w/4uVZ072D4bk/s72-c/spett2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2008/08/spettatori.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>La bolletta</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/J8PwQeYtz34/la-bolletta.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 14:15:57 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-8775180092455867623</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/R9UW6PlFhtI/AAAAAAAABwk/Ao9TvwCD1Ag/s1600-h/bolletta+alfa.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176068536602560210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/R9UW6PlFhtI/AAAAAAAABwk/Ao9TvwCD1Ag/s400/bolletta+alfa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;La bolletta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;atto unico&lt;br /&gt;di&lt;br /&gt;Paolo Cappelloni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Personaggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Alberto&lt;br /&gt;Giuliana (la moglie)&lt;br /&gt;Giordano (l’amico)&lt;br /&gt;Veronica (la figlia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sinossi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Alberto riceve una bolletta senza alcuna intestazione. Ė una bolletta da 2.500 euro e non riguarda alcuna delle normali utenze. Insieme alla figlia, presenti anche la moglie ed un suo amico, legge anche la lettera di accompagnamento da cui si evince che è una fattura divisa in due rate: la prima (fattura “alfa”) dopo i primi cinquant’anni di vita, la seconda che verrà recapitata poco tempo prima della sua morte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whos.amung.us/show/h2k4vle1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-8775180092455867623?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/J8PwQeYtz34" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-01T23:15:57.968+01:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/R9UW6PlFhtI/AAAAAAAABwk/Ao9TvwCD1Ag/s72-c/bolletta+alfa.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2008/03/la-bolletta.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Quelle celesti corrispondenze</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/DbuyFd06rp4/quelle-celesti-corrispondenze.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2011 22:51:27 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-267256749450335701</guid><description>&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172801701996906994" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/R8l7vcUPyfI/AAAAAAAABwE/87yuNdwkgOA/s400/celesti+corrispondenze4.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-size: 180%;"&gt;Quelle celesti corrispondenze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;atto unico&lt;br /&gt;
di Paolo Cappelloni&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.dramma.it/dati/libreria/celesti_corrispondenze.htm"&gt;download&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Personaggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcello&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna - la madre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gianni – il padre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patrizia - la sorella&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roberta - la moglie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stefano&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giulia&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Sinossi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcello ridiscende, dopo tanto tempo, in “cantina” per curiosare tra le tante vecchie cose del suo passato. Alcuni di questi oggetti gli evocano, fino a farle materializzare, alcune delle persone a lui più care e con queste dialoga attraversando vari periodi della sua vita senza alcuna logica, tanto che anche lui ne rimane a volte sconcertato. Eppure lui sa che quella non è propriamente una cantina ma un luogo d’incontro, fuori dallo spazio e dal tempo, fra coloro che sono ancora in vita (la sorella, la moglie e Giulia) e quelli che non lo sono più (la madre, il padre e l’amico Stefano). Marcello vuole provare questa esperienza nonostante immagini il disagio, il dolore, a volte, che questa situazione provocherà sia in lui che nei suoi cari.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #33ffff;"&gt;______________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La scena rappresenta una cantina semibuia al centro della quale, come un totem, sono accatastati e illuminati i più svariati oggetti. In un lato della scena c’è una porta con alcuni scalini da cui filtra una forte luce ogni volta che viene aperta. Alcuni personaggi entrano dalla porta, altri entrano ed escono dall’ombra in cui è immerso il resto dell’ambiente.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whos.amung.us/show/h2k4vle1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-267256749450335701?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/DbuyFd06rp4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-18T07:51:27.823+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/R8l7vcUPyfI/AAAAAAAABwE/87yuNdwkgOA/s72-c/celesti+corrispondenze4.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2008/03/quelle-celesti-corrispondenze.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Quattro briganti, 1898</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/NuT4prNR8_w/in-allestimento.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Tue, 07 Sep 2010 13:43:29 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-981921939619770804</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/R7Aa2rbQ-fI/AAAAAAAABtE/p7NuZ0M6Xr0/s1600-h/foto+quatre+brigant+seppia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165658299266300402" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/R7Aa2rbQ-fI/AAAAAAAABtE/p7NuZ0M6Xr0/s200/foto+quatre+brigant+seppia.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33;"&gt;due atti di Paolo Cappelloni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nella versione dialettale pesarese ha vinto il&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 130%;"&gt;2° premio al 35° Festival di Varano (AN) e premio tecnico della Giuria con la seguente motivazione:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600; font-size: 130%;"&gt;"Per la scrittura drammaturgica originale che ha valorizzato il lavoro attoriale, per il buon utilizzo dello spazio scenico e l'attitudine all'ascolto reciproco da parte degli attori che hanno reso il testo assolutamente credibile"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600; font-size: 180%;"&gt;Presentazione:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;Pesaro 1898, storia di passioni e di briganti. Storia di un piccolo grande prete. Ha grandi speranze, Don Eugenio, e un grande impegno: far crescere la comunità e soprattutto le persone; renderle migliori, far fronte alla miseria con la solidarietà. Non si rassegna alle crescenti ingiustizie, a un governo opprimente, alla fame, alla caduta di ideali e di valori, ma soprattutto non si rassegna a credere che gli uomini possano essere migliori.&lt;br /&gt;
Oggi è tutto diverso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Personaggi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don Eugenio – Parroco&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/R7AdArbQ-iI/AAAAAAAABtc/A1-Os_fMyXs/s1600-h/Ringraziamento+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165660670088247842" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/R7AdArbQ-iI/AAAAAAAABtc/A1-Os_fMyXs/s200/Ringraziamento+3.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sandrone – Sacrestano&lt;br /&gt;
Maria - Parrocchiana&lt;br /&gt;
Filomena - Parrocchiana&lt;br /&gt;
Martina - Parrocchiana&lt;br /&gt;
Fosco - Brigante&lt;br /&gt;
Orlando - Brigante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ubaldo (detto Orecchio) - Brigante&lt;br /&gt;
Giuditta (la Diavola) - Brigante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Quatre brigant, Pesaro 1898" ha debuttato nella versione in dialetto pesarese l'8 febbraio 2008 presso il &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teatroaccademia.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teatro Accademia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;di Pesaro con la regia di Danila Merloni.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165658909151656450" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/R7AbaLbQ-gI/AAAAAAAABtM/4C_Z76-hGus/s400/locbrigcolor.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999900;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165659845454526994" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/R7AcQrbQ-hI/AAAAAAAABtU/ThyHL6hjHe4/s400/parrocchiane+briganti+e+la+Diavla.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sara Roselli&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;: Migliore attrice al Festival di Varano 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;Migliore regia a &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Danila Merloni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; al Festival di Varano 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-981921939619770804?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/NuT4prNR8_w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-07T22:43:29.161+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/R7Aa2rbQ-fI/AAAAAAAABtE/p7NuZ0M6Xr0/s72-c/foto+quatre+brigant+seppia.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-allestimento.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Dediche</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/R3tuGv_ZsxQ/dediche.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2007 10:30:27 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-3899786491201346428</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/RlXLpMMz6zI/AAAAAAAABUU/zUoNe0Rn3gA/s1600-h/Dediche.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068180864185396018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/RlXLpMMz6zI/AAAAAAAABUU/zUoNe0Rn3gA/s400/Dediche.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-3899786491201346428?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/R3tuGv_ZsxQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-05-24T19:30:27.253+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/RlXLpMMz6zI/AAAAAAAABUU/zUoNe0Rn3gA/s72-c/Dediche.gif" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2007/05/dediche.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Leggere attentamente il foglio illustrativo</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/yHb1NJ5EaLw/leggere-attentamente-il-foglio.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 14:18:42 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-5928264381423053475</guid><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;Leggere attentamente il foglio illustrativo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;due atti di&lt;br /&gt;Paolo Cappelloni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Personaggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sisto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elsa&lt;/em&gt; (sua moglie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michela&lt;/em&gt; (sua figlia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Renzo&lt;/em&gt; (il fratello di Elsa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dorina&lt;/em&gt; (moglie di Renzo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;Sinossi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sisto è un malato immaginario e sua moglie la vittima che lo sopporta. Il medico, esasperato, gli prescrive 3 giorni di riposo e un tranquillante per calmarlo un po'.&lt;br /&gt;Sisto manda sua figlia a prendere questa medicina in farmacia.&lt;br /&gt;Ha anche un cognato infermiere che lo sopporta e una cognata che "sfarfalleggia" un po'.&lt;br /&gt;Nel 2° atto Sisto si sveglia con un gran prurito che aumenta sempre più fino a convincerlo che ha veramente qualcosa di grave. Il cognato lo "visita", controlla quello che Sisto ha ingerito ultimamente e si accorge che ha assunto un medicinale contro l'artrite il cui effetto collaterale è proprio il prurito, medicinale che la figlia ha scambiato in farmacia con un altro cliente. La "cura" che gli consiglia il cognato ha effetti benefici, non solo per il prurito…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-5928264381423053475?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/yHb1NJ5EaLw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-01T23:18:42.748+01:00</app:edited><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2007/05/leggere-attentamente-il-foglio.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Due mesi così</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/UpYB8yYfA5k/due-mesi-cos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 14:22:04 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-2024938809155806210</guid><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Due mesi così…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;due atti di Paolo Cappelloni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Personaggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cucù - &lt;/em&gt;detenuto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oronzo - &lt;/em&gt;detenuto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sinossi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cucù e Oronzo Ruggeri sono nella stessa cella. Cucù perché è un ladruncolo di professione e quella cella è la sua seconda casa, Oronzo perché recidivo per rissa.&lt;br /&gt;Due personalità completamente diverse costrette a condividere la stessa cella per due mesi (il periodo di detenzione di Oronzo).&lt;br /&gt;Per convenienza, per cercare di convivere bene col suo compagno di cella oppure semplicemente per il suo carattere che lo porta a fare amicizia ad ogni costo con il prossimo, Cucù riesce a cambiare l'atteggiamento e il comportamento scontroso e violento di Oronzo. perfino (almeno in parte) a fargli vedere la vita da un'angolazione diversa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-2024938809155806210?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/UpYB8yYfA5k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-01T23:22:04.839+01:00</app:edited><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2007/05/due-mesi-cos.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Ficcanaso!</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/Z-aIWNyU55k/ficcanaso.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 03:03:14 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-197086434697434177</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/RlUkZ8Mz6xI/AAAAAAAABUE/8SCt1yoRNNM/s1600-h/casa027.gif"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067996983750552338" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/RlUkZ8Mz6xI/AAAAAAAABUE/8SCt1yoRNNM/s400/casa027.gif" style="cursor: hand; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;due atti di&lt;br /&gt;
Paolo Cappelloni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Rappresentata nella sua versione dialettale pesarese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 130%;"&gt;dall'&lt;span style="color: #00cccc;"&gt;Associazione&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;Teatrale "Le Ombre"&lt;/span&gt; di Bg. S. Maria (Pesaro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204066916440862946" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SDiPScXR8OI/AAAAAAAAB4s/GB1btdjCM0M/s400/img283.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;Personaggi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elio&lt;/em&gt; – (40/50 anni)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Dina&lt;/em&gt; – sua moglie (40/50 anni)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Marino&lt;/em&gt; – il figlio (20 anni)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Clara&lt;/em&gt; – vicina di casa (30/40 anni)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Antonia&lt;/em&gt; – vicina di casa (40/50 anni)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Luisa&lt;/em&gt; – vicina di casa (35 anni)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Sinossi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dina passa le sue giornate cercando di sapere tutto di tutti e le due finestre del suo salotto sono postazioni di guardia che lei usa per spiare i suoi vicini di casa con estrema metodicità. Ma in Dina c'è anche una punta d'invidia nei confronti di una sua vicina (Antonia), tanto che ariva ad organizzare un sotterfugio per non essere da meno quando viene a sapere che Antonia partirà per le vacanze. Fingerà infatti di partire anche lei. Il marito, il figlio e una sua vicina ingenua ne sono, loro malgrado, coinvolti, ma non tutte le ciambelle…!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-197086434697434177?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/Z-aIWNyU55k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-08T12:03:14.747+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/RlUkZ8Mz6xI/AAAAAAAABUE/8SCt1yoRNNM/s72-c/casa027.gif" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2007/05/ficcanaso.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Il delitto del lotto</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/9zI7P8edROs/il-delitto-del-lotto.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 14:22:52 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-4517810442196112841</guid><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Il delitto del lotto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;due atti di Paolo Cappelloni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;da un'idea di Gianni Sanseverino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Personaggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nick Quattrosoldi - (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;detective e titolare dell'omonima Azienda&lt;br /&gt;Investigativa&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Sherlock - (&lt;em&gt;detective&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Holmes - (&lt;em&gt;detective&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Concetta (&lt;em&gt;Concy&lt;/em&gt;) - (&lt;em&gt;moglie di Nick&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Antonio - (&lt;em&gt;portiere dello stabile&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Assunta Ciacioni - (&lt;em&gt;segretaria&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Gaetano Ribusciati - (&lt;em&gt;marito della vittima, cliente dell'Agenzia&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;l'assassino (&lt;em&gt;…&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-4517810442196112841?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/9zI7P8edROs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-01T23:22:52.435+01:00</app:edited><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2007/05/il-delitto-del-lotto.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Fantasmagoria</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/Nz922rQERrQ/fantasmagoria.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 14:23:38 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-4222574750298057563</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Rl5v58Mz7DI/AAAAAAAABWU/N7czpJ8qAe4/s1600-h/fantasmagotia.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070613271668845618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Rl5v58Mz7DI/AAAAAAAABWU/N7czpJ8qAe4/s400/fantasmagotia.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fantasmagoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;di&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Paolo Cappelloni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Personaggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;voce al microfono&lt;br /&gt;pittore (mimo)&lt;br /&gt;signora con carrozzina&lt;br /&gt;spettatore curioso - 2°politico - uomo ignaro&lt;br /&gt;1°attore - 1°politico - Amleto - losco figuro muto&lt;br /&gt;Mario - uomo cieco&lt;br /&gt;cassiere del teatro - marito assassino - guardia carceraria&lt;br /&gt;1°spettatore non pagante&lt;br /&gt;1°persona in fila&lt;br /&gt;2°persona in fila&lt;br /&gt;3°persona in fila&lt;br /&gt;impiegata allo sportello&lt;br /&gt;utente&lt;br /&gt;1°moglie - mamma - 3°moglie - donna su sedia a rotelle&lt;br /&gt;marito distratto - 1°cittadino - marito vampiro&lt;br /&gt;2°spettatore non pagante - medico&lt;br /&gt;2°moglie - donna sola&lt;br /&gt;ladra&lt;br /&gt;signora con borsetta&lt;br /&gt;poliziotto&lt;br /&gt;1°uomo duro - 1°uomo - uomo che abbraccia la donna&lt;br /&gt;2°uomo duro - 2°uomo - 2°cittadino - agente della sicurezza&lt;br /&gt;Re - 2°attore - attore in mutande&lt;br /&gt;Ofelia - donna che abbraccia l'uomo - figlia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sinossi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;E' una pazzia…&lt;br /&gt;Un caleidoscopio di mini - situazioni in un teatro che si apre e si frantuma in mille piccoli particolari che il pubblico deve seguire sia sul palco che in platea.&lt;br /&gt;Quasi un Elzapoppin nostrano con il solo scopo di divertite il pubblico e gli attori.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-4222574750298057563?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/Nz922rQERrQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-01T23:23:38.593+01:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Rl5v58Mz7DI/AAAAAAAABWU/N7czpJ8qAe4/s72-c/fantasmagotia.gif" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2007/05/fantasmagoria.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Povero Ulisse!</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/3AylZJuRVyw/povero-ulisse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 14:24:06 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-1815701308772841056</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Rl79_8Mz7II/AAAAAAAABW8/C-9PhGLwx74/s1600-h/man_19_md.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070769505399204994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Rl79_8Mz7II/AAAAAAAABW8/C-9PhGLwx74/s200/man_19_md.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Povero Ulisse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;atto unico&lt;br /&gt;di&lt;br /&gt;Paolo Cappelloni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Personaggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;L'uomo&lt;br /&gt;Il suggeritore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-1815701308772841056?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/3AylZJuRVyw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-01T23:24:06.290+01:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Rl79_8Mz7II/AAAAAAAABW8/C-9PhGLwx74/s72-c/man_19_md.gif" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2007/05/povero-ulisse.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Il ladro e la signora</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/V45aXZAzZeQ/il-ladro-e-la-signora.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Sat, 24 Sep 2011 08:03:06 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-3630032037915715568</guid><description>&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Il ladro e la signora&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;due atti di&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;di Paolo Cappelloni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dramma.it/dati/libreria/ladro_signora.htm"&gt;download&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Rappresentato dalla &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Compagnia "Gli Arancillotti"&lt;/span&gt; di Fragagnano (TA)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Rappresentato dal &lt;a href="http://www.escapeinart.com/Teatro/il_ladro_e_la_signora/il_ladro_e_la_signora.htm"&gt;Gruppo Escape in Art &lt;/a&gt;di Londra&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409204316413982866" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SxFaqqVdeJI/AAAAAAAAC8E/jO4j5Hh7r1Q/s400/Loc_+Il+ladro+e+la+signora+-+Escape+in+Art+1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 258px;" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 180%;"&gt;Personaggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ferruccio&lt;/em&gt; (il ladro)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Veronica&lt;/em&gt; (la signora)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Margherita&lt;/em&gt; (sua amica e collega)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Federico&lt;/em&gt; (direttore di banca)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Loredana&lt;/em&gt; (sua moglie)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Antonio&lt;/em&gt; (commissario di polizia)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Isabella&lt;/em&gt; (sua moglie. Pittrice)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Adalberto&lt;/em&gt; (arredatore)&lt;br /&gt;
La voce di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Irma Fox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: 180%;"&gt;Sinossi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mettiamo che un ladro (Ferruccio) entri di notte nell'appartamento di una giovane donna (Veronica). Mettiamo che fra loro, per le strane alchimie dell'amore, sgorghi qualcosa...&lt;br /&gt;
Ma un ladro ed una signora fanno parte di due mondi completamente opposti.&lt;br /&gt;
Nel secondo atto i due sono innamorati e vivono insieme nell'appartamento di lei in cui sta per esserci un party con tutti gli amici di Veronica. Ferruccio riesce a gestirsi bene ma qualcosa scatta in lui...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-3630032037915715568?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/V45aXZAzZeQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-24T17:03:06.231+02:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/SxFaqqVdeJI/AAAAAAAAC8E/jO4j5Hh7r1Q/s72-c/Loc_+Il+ladro+e+la+signora+-+Escape+in+Art+1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2007/05/il-ladro-e-la-signora.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Ce l'hai fatta, Lonely Heart!</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/9eMlcz4bMEY/ce-lhai-fatta-lonely-heart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 14:25:09 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-4149245095931667998</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Rl5vR8Mz7CI/AAAAAAAABWM/6IkbMk8nwlo/s1600-h/Ce+l%27hai+fatta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070612584474078242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Rl5vR8Mz7CI/AAAAAAAABWM/6IkbMk8nwlo/s400/Ce+l%27hai+fatta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Ce l'hai fatta, Lonely Heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;due atti di Paolo Cappelloni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Personaggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Il Narratore&lt;br /&gt;Gianluca/John Luke&lt;br /&gt;Alfonso/Alf&lt;br /&gt;Colette/Matilde Colletta&lt;br /&gt;Jenny/Giannina Romane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sinossi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Una strana coppia…&lt;br /&gt;Il narratore dice: "Gianluca Martini, il nostro scrittore, vive o, diciamo pure, è costretto a vivere, per ragioni soprattutto economiche, con Alfonso, un tipo, diciamo così, particolare ma che è diventato il suo unico amico. Certo è che Gianluca non è del tutto soddisfatto della sua sistemazione e desidererebbe qualcosa di più… e di diverso!" Alfonso gli risponde: "Perché? Io non sono forse 'diverso'?"&lt;br /&gt;Gianluca riesce a "vivere" le scene dei suoi romanzi cosicché i personaggi reali si tramutano nei personaggi delle sue storie di gangster di cui lui è il protagonista. La donna, per esempio, che deve incontrare tramite un annuncio per cuori solitari, nel romanzo è una laida tenutaria e nella realtà una famelica vedova grassona, mentre la sua domestica (di cui Gianluca s'innamora) nel romanzo è una povera ragazza sfruttata dalla tenutaria. Ma sia nella finzione che nella realtà alla fine tutto si sistema e le coppie si formano nel giusto modo tanto che anche Alfonso trova la sua anima gemella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-4149245095931667998?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/9eMlcz4bMEY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-01T23:25:09.652+01:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J9EOU_hRBW4/Rl5vR8Mz7CI/AAAAAAAABWM/6IkbMk8nwlo/s72-c/Ce+l%27hai+fatta.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2007/05/ce-lhai-fatta-lonely-heart.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Lassù al quarto piano</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~3/GZUHbKrPpcM/lass-al-quarto-piano.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paolo Cappelloni)</author><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 14:25:54 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-502121154337059618.post-8253451949721243902</guid><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LASSU' AL QUARTO PIANO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(parlando con te)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;due atti di Paolo Cappelloni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Personaggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Claudio&lt;br /&gt;Emilio (suo padre)&lt;br /&gt;Flavia&lt;br /&gt;Sandro&lt;br /&gt;Guglielmo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sinossi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Claudio vive col padre, è su una sedia a rotelle e teme che la sua malattia peggiori privandolo anche della vista. Flavia e i suoi due amici sono dei volontari che gli vogliono offrire compagnia ed assistenza ma fra i due nasce qualcosa di più profondo che però Claudio, nella sua condizione e con il suo non facile carattere, rende abbastanza complicato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/502121154337059618-8253451949721243902?l=ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IlMioTeatrino/~4/GZUHbKrPpcM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-01T23:25:54.747+01:00</app:edited><feedburner:origLink>http://ilmioteatrino.blogspot.com/2007/05/lass-al-quarto-piano.html</feedburner:origLink></item><media:rating>nonadult</media:rating></channel></rss>

