The book of Charlotta von Zweigberg "Fattigfällan" at the municipal theater of Uppsala

It can go wrong and you will be there. When poverty comes down, there is a shortage of outings.

He detects Beata, who has run out of business and became ill Without income, the stamp is erased. She needs to apply for help from the welfare system. It turns out that there is nothing for herring milk, perhaps to a lot of astonishment. In fact, it's so complicated, contradictory and hard to understand that Kafka could not have felt worse.

Charlotta von Zweigbergk wrote the book "Fattigfällan" (publisher of Ordfront) about social security agents and insurance colleagues, doctors, relatives and acquaintances. How they relate to someone who needs help.

Now the book has become theater. Beata – formerly a woman with resources; education, rich friends and relatives, sitting among the bumpy duvets in the undefeated big bed that's all the scene, with the crowd around.

Marika Holmström in soft gray clothes tells. About clumsy moral advice from friends. About whoever offers wine to Grand as a means of comfort – for money that could have gone to rent. (But you can not make people dependent on help …).

It's a desperate and sometimes desperate comic story on how systems are locked against the poor. The money from the F-box will never come, a hundred small paragraphs say to stop. Beata eats butter and takes sms loans. Marika Holmström walks in bed with the worry of sweat, her empathy and her accuracy are enough for you to go home and check the bills.

But the performance tightens a turn of the screw with a shrewd regiment and surprisingly effective. Some volunteers in the audience have had headsets with microphones. When Beata turns to the social secretary, the doctor, the friend, etc., one of them responds by having them read by actors wearing a helmet. (The theater does not save money on it.

The little delay, with the fact that the public actor, alone and highly focused (without acting), repeats what is said in the tricks – creates a strong sense of authenticity: this sounds like insurance and social offices when staff who have learned to distinguish between the person and the function – human and system – Each situation is listening, as the paragraph says, and neither does he see, hear, or care about the person in front of her. Those who need their commitment, but certainly can not get it. It's illuminating and, in fact, quite alarming.