A thunderous sea storm throws the the Duke of Milan's ship on the shore of a mysterious deserted island. Deserted, yet inhabited by strange creatures and sounds of unknown origin. It is the kingdom of the mighty but merciful magician Prospero who rules with the help of the airy spirit Ariel. The shipwreck was anything but an accident. 

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     To me, in the beginning staging Shakespeare was an act of hooliganism. Big deal it's Shakespeare! I'm staging it as I like, as I feel it rumbling within me. But the further I pervade the Shakespearean territory the more demanding I become of myself - this has grown to an extent that I'm currently struggling to intentionally recover my "irresponsibility" towards the text and to distance myself from unnecessary details and from the readings of the critics. To me, humour is the only approach there is. Self-irony and endless joy from the world is the way I know to make theatre. 

~ Alexander Morfov 

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