M.A.I.R.O.U.L.A., 2009

1 woman

Lena Kitsopoulou

In the kitchen of her house, a woman is pondering on whether and why is it bad to be depressed. Why is it bad to be pessimist. Why is modern society struggling to put a label and a title to everything, and why is it violently pushing the human being towards positive energy and thought.  The heroine in M.A.I.R.O.U.L.A. humorously and sarcastically, reaching the limits of paranoia, is constantly overthrowing the facts and the philosophies that are supposed to help a “healthy” and “happy” life, and is screaming for the right to misery and nihilism. For the lowness and futility of what is called human being. She negates all the quotes, she negates the science of psychology, she negates the fashions and the magazines, she negates the lies of love and the roles we are doomed to play. She demonstrates, using her own philosophy, that “good,” “evil,” “positive” and “negative” are simply labels that accommodate modern capitalistic society to sell pills and magazines, causing pressure to the human being who is always feeling incapable of achieving the famed “ideal  stability” that is essential to a good and happy life.

In the end the heroine kills herself and in the otherworld finds herself in the same, if not worse, situation, since, as she puts it “here they are assholes as well, given that it’s the same people who were on earth.” She regrets it and wants to go back, but it’s too late. She ends up living a monotonous eternity with the dead, who have created an authority system there too. They are playing roles according to what accommodates them. Even in death, nothing changes. Saint Peter himself beats her ruthlessly, blaming her for the suicide she committed. “It’s a scam, lies here too, you guys.”





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