I hate you
by Lynda La Plante
It starts with a ring of the doorbell and ends with a death. If the bell had not rung everything would have been different and the same would be true if a certain person had not been at home at that moment. So we already know a lot: a doorbell rings, the doorbell of a house, and there is a person in the house. Is it a man or a woman? There’s a fifty-fifty chance that it’s one or the other, but if we read the playbill we realize it’s a woman. It will tell us something else: another one arrives. Has she missed the bus? Cold. She’s been out shopping? Cold. She’s coming back from a long journey? Warm. She has a score to settle? Hot. What does she want? ... I really don’t think I should be telling you everything! And then are they women? And if they were spirits? And if there were only one of them?
The production involves the same play being performed twice running by the same actors, but with them swapping parts. Even with the same words being said, even with the same death at the end, it seems that life can turn out in different ways. They are all telling the truth. Or are they? What should we believe?
IO, TI ODIO is a short play with two characters that contains all the ingredients of the whodunit. The situation is one of those with which we are all familiar: two women are wife and lover of the same man, or at least so it seems. In the end, as in all self-respecting whodunits, we will find out who is the murderer. IO, TI ODIO is a mystery, a thriller, and it is also an emotional lesson for married and unmarried couples.