La Salla
A tale of a man who has everything he needs in his one little room, and the disasters that befall him when he succumbs to the temptation of the world outside his door. An Italian opera, with subtitles and some cows and fish.
A tale of a man who has everything he needs in his one little room, and the disasters that befall him when he succumbs to the temptation of the world outside his door. An Italian opera, with subtitles and some cows and fish.
A character lives a self-sufficient but entirely surreal existence speaking in operatic verse amongst a peculiar selection of gadgets, a great Howitzer and, frankly, comes across as not quite the full shilling. He constantly ignores his doorbell until one day he finds himself tempted to open his door and a sort of pin-ball machine game ensues with his head disjoined from his body and bouncing all over the room trying to get home. I didn't really get this, to be honest, but there's an huge degree of creative innovation here from an imagination that just happens to live on a different planet from me! "I roll yet I still sing"! Maybe just try unplugging the doorbell?