Mrs. Holle - Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere. In the constant competition for recognition within society, anarchy is simply forgotten as a productive element of creation. Always higher, ever further, ever faster and in the end only one winner gets the gold medal.
But what about all the others standing next to the winner's podium? It is said that once your reputation is ruined, you live quite unabashedly. And the world is open: those who behave well get A's; the others have sex appeal.
“Rapunzel, let me down your hair...”, words of a fairy tale that are at least as well known as its authors, who recorded them in writing for posterity. Everyone knows this fairy tale: a story of the fulfillment of the most long-held wishes and the first great and everlasting love. But if we let this fairy tale become reality, it begins to take possession of us and suddenly the characters become part of us. Suddenly it is the fairy tale that observes and questions the viewer. Everything is turned upside down and abysses open up that can only find expression in an opulent baroque opera.