The Sound of Silence

On Thursday night I went to Le Havre with the lycée to see a play. It was called the Sound of Silence, and because I loved it so much, I've decided to make public a review that I sent to my dear friend Greta:

[Thursday] night I saw the most amazing play, called The Sound of Silence. It was a completely wordless play set to the Simon and Garfunkel album by the same title. And OH MY GOD IT WAS SO GREAT. It was a three-hour piece, set in Russia in 1968, in a block of communal appartments, and was about the search for communal hapiness in the face of an oppressive, pervasive silence (broken only by the sound of Simon and Garfunkel...). The theme has definitely been treated almost too many times, but it was so profoundly well done that I am still kind of in shock. In the end the director seemed to want to show that collective happiness is impossible, or only possible through art.
(Or, this was my interpretation, given how at the end everything seemed to fall apart, due to drugs, babies, people leaving their lovers, and, finally, one of the characters drowning himself in a bucket of water... when they put their heads under the water they could hear music, and this particular character decided to never take his head out of the water/music/collective happiness/art...)
It apparently is supposed to take palce 4 years prior to another play that takes place in 1972, and traveled internationally in 2007, that was also mute, but was more focused on dystopia throughout.