WITH THE UTMOST RESPECT
SEPTEMBER 24, 2024, 7:00 PM
Konstantin Velichkov Drama and Puppet Theatre – Pazardzhik
With the utmost respect
from Kamen Donev
Written and directed by Kamen Donev
Set and costume design: Ivaylo Nikolov
Musical composition: Lyudmil Stoynev, Kamen Donev
Choreography: Ivaylo Ivanov, Mariana Yotova, Katrin Gacheva, and Violeta Doneva
Vocal coach: Assoc. Prof. Dr. Danka Tsetkova
Poster photography: Pavel Chervenkov
Promotional material design: Ralitsa Ruseva
Cast: Kamen Donev, Albena Koleva, Stoyan Sardanov, Patrizia Pandeva, Krasimir Vasilev, Mariana Yotova, Alexey Kozhukharov, Elena Kabasakalova, Ivaylo Hristov, Ivana Papazova, Dimitar Banchev, Venelin Metodiev, Ivana Krumova, Katrin Gacheva, Paola Maravilia, Rusalina Chaplikova, Georgi Staikov, Vasil Vasilev, Rosen Chepilski
AWARDS AND NOMINATIONS
Best Performance Award – International Festival of Comedy and Satirical Theatre, Gabrovo 2025 – Awarded by the professional jury
Best Performance Award – International Festival of Comedy and Satirical Theatre, Gabrovo 2025 – Awarded by the alternative jury
Audience Award – International Festival of Comedy and Satirical Theatre, Gabrovo 2025
Monologue by Veneta
from "With the Utmost Respect" by Kamen Donev
...Guys like before don’t exist anymore – real men with bold strides.
When he grabs you from behind, you know it’s a man…
Then tosses you so hard your hair catches fire mid-air.
Slams you onto the back seat like a startled deer, then jumps on you like a leopard…
No “Excuse me, are you free tonight?” nonsense…
Straight with the shovel – wham…
Shattering the sky…
Where are those men... riders of wild horses, gunslingers, leaping over canyons?
Where are Zorro, Sandokan… and the Black Tulip?!
A man to look into my eyes and say: “I want you,”
to seize me, carry me far away…
I look at my peers – tight trousers,
beer in hand, phones, and laughter...
But that laugh… like you want to check their chromosomes.
Then the screaming starts, convulsions, spasms...
Beautiful girls pass them by.
Neither of them turns to look...
They even hugged gently… as friends.
I tried to imagine what it would be like if one of them told me: “I love you!”...
Is he even capable of loving anyone but himself?
How can I trust someone like that? How?
They don’t read, blankly stare in the mirror, shave their chests, drag their feet…
Money, cars, and laughing gas are all they talk about…
How can I hug a boy like that? Kiss him?
Bear his child? Give him my life…
What could I possibly experience with him…
How could I sing him a verse like this:
I want to be a wild bird,
daring, strong, and inconsolable.
To soar across the sky—
and find you high above, unstoppable.
To tear away this robe,
naked, merge with you in flight,
to rupture heaven’s ceiling,
to be ridden—no reins, no stirrups—pure delight.
Our burning moans expanding space,
and Earth to stare in wonder.
To echo through the void—
a cry no stars could smother.
In my purest womb
you burst, then turned to dust.
In twilight's swoon
with you, forever, I am fused.
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