Cabaret. Scientifically sound. Decorated with music.
"With more justification than the beautiful, one could call the female sex the unaesthetic. Neither for music, nor poetry, nor the fine arts do they really and truly have sense and receptivity".
Nothing else was to be expected from Arthur Schopenhauer, but the fact that Christl Sittenauer's own son now also thinks that women are not human plunges the cabaret artist, mathematician, lecturer, architect, improvisational theater actress and singer into a deep crisis. It is only logical that she has decided to write a cabaret solo program. An evening somewhere between scientific questions about life, gendered children's books, norms and the adrenaline rush of being alone in the Freising parking lot at night.
Sittenauer ignites a sensitive and subtle firework display.