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\n\u00dar Fjalla-Eyvindi<\/center>
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\u00deetta er svona eins konar rip-off \u2013 ef \u00e9g m\u00e1 komast svo a\u00f0 or\u00f0i \u2013 svona svipa\u00f0 og ma\u00f0ur upplif\u00f0i me\u00f0 Hreyfi\u00fer\u00f3unarsamsteypunni um daginn, \u00fear sem h\u00f3purinn leiddi okkur \u00ed allan sannleikann um Shakespeare \u2013 en \u00e1n or\u00f0a.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n
A\u00f0 \u00feessu sinni er \u00fev\u00ed \u00f6fugt fari\u00f0. H\u00e9r eru \u00fea\u00f0 or\u00f0in ein sem gilda.. \u00dea\u00f0 er b\u00fai\u00f0 a\u00f0 r\u00edfa (rip)umb\u00fa\u00f0irnar utan af or\u00f0unum og skilja \u00feau eftir hangandi \u00ed loftinu eins og litlar stj\u00f6rnur, sem v\u00edsa okkur lei\u00f0 inn a\u00f0 kviku mannss\u00e1larinnar og afhj\u00fapa sannleikann um f\u00f3lk eins og okkur \u2013 \u00e1stir og sorgir. Engin leikmynd setur okkur \u00ed til\u00e6tla\u00f0ar stellingar, engir sau\u00f0skinnssk\u00f3r minna \u00e1 \u00f6rl\u00f6g forfe\u00f0ranna, hva\u00f0 \u00fe\u00e1 t\u00f3bakskl\u00fatar e\u00f0a tr\u00e9sleifar \u2013 \u00fea\u00f0 er bara myrkri\u00f0 sem umvefur okkur. H\u00f3fasl\u00e1ttur \u00e6sir upp \u00edmyndunarafli\u00f0 og vi\u00f0 r\u00ed\u00f0um berbakt um \u00f6r\u00e6fi \u00cdslands \u00ed fylgd \u00e1starinnar.<\/p>\n
\u00dea\u00f0 er annars merkilegt a\u00f0 hugsa til \u00feess, a\u00f0 hva\u00f0 eftir anna\u00f0 setjum vi\u00f0 fj\u00e1rhag r\u00edkis og borgar \u00ed h\u00e6ttu til \u00feess a\u00f0 byggja glerhallir utan um listina. En \u00fea\u00f0 er eins og vitur vinur sag\u00f0i einu sinni: sk\u00f3li er ekki h\u00fas \u2013 d\u00fdrt og fallegt leikh\u00fas skilar ekki endilega g\u00f3\u00f0ri leiklist.<\/p>\n
Og \u00fea\u00f0 sannast \u00e1 gl\u00e6n\u00fdrri s\u00fdningu \u00e1 Fjalla Eyvindi J\u00f3hanns Sigurj\u00f3nssonar \u00ed gamalli plastverksmi\u00f0ju vestast \u00e1 Seltjarnarnesinu. \u00dearna er eiginlega ekkert sem minnir \u00e1 leikh\u00fas. \u00dea\u00f0 syngur \u00ed blautri m\u00f6linni, \u00feegar ma\u00f0ur st\u00edgur \u00fat \u00far b\u00edlnum og gr\u00e1muskulegir veggir minna okkur enn \u00e1 fyrra l\u00edf \u00feessarar l\u00e1greistu byggingar. Gott, ef \u00fea\u00f0 er ekki plastlykt \u00ed loftinu. Ma\u00f0ur gengur \u00far einum salnum \u00ed annan, og sm\u00e1m saman f\u00e6rist l\u00edf og litir \u00ed umhverfi\u00f0. Slitin g\u00f3lfteppi og gamlir s\u00f3far bj\u00f3\u00f0a manni til s\u00e6tis \u00e1samt glasi af hv\u00edtu v\u00edni og fallegu brosi. Ungt f\u00f3lk hefur hasla\u00f0 s\u00e9r v\u00f6ll \u00ed \u00feessu g\u00edmaldi og leiklistin bl\u00f3mstrar sem aldrei fyrr. Umger\u00f0in skiptir engu m\u00e1li, \u00feegar sk\u00f6punar\u00fe\u00f6rfin er annars vegar. Og \u00feetta var\u00f0 \u00f3gleymanlegt kv\u00f6ld \u2013 \u00ed aflag\u00f0ri plastverksmi\u00f0ju!<\/p>\n
\u00dev\u00ed er haldi\u00f0 fram \u00ed gamalli b\u00f3k, a\u00f0 danska heiti\u00f0 (upprunalega, e\u00f0a hva\u00f0?) \u00e1 Fjalla Eyvindi s\u00e9 miklu sanngjarnara en hi\u00f0 \u00edslenska. Bj\u00e6rg-Ejvind og hans hustru bendir til \u00feess, a\u00f0 b\u00e1\u00f0ar a\u00f0alpers\u00f3nurnar s\u00e9u jafnmikilv\u00e6gar. Sem \u00fe\u00e6r eru svo sannarlega \u2013 Halla \u00ed styrkleika s\u00ednum og K\u00e1ri \u00ed veikleikum s\u00ednum. Og eins og leikstj\u00f3rinn a\u00f0 s\u00fdningunni, Marta Nordal, leggur \u00feetta upp, \u00fe\u00e1 hef\u00f0i kannski veri\u00f0 vi\u00f0 h\u00e6fi a\u00f0 kenna verki\u00f0 vi\u00f0 \u00feau b\u00e6\u00f0i, Eyvind og H\u00f6llu, \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 Marta gerist svo dj\u00f6rf a\u00f0 henda \u00fat \u00f6llum aukapers\u00f3num og einbeita s\u00e9r bara a\u00f0 einu \u2013 \u00e1st manns og konu, \u00ed me\u00f0l\u00e6ti og m\u00f3tl\u00e6ti. \u00deetta er st\u00fad\u00eda um \u00e1stina.<\/p>\n
Leikriti\u00f0 segir fr\u00e1 \u00fev\u00ed, hvernig hin st\u00f3ra \u00e1st fjarar \u00fat, \u00feegar hversdagsl\u00edfi\u00f0 er or\u00f0i\u00f0 \u00f3b\u00e6rileg byr\u00f0i. Eftir \u00e1ralanga einveru og tilbreytingarleysi \u00f6r\u00e6fanna, st\u00f6\u00f0ugt hungur og kv\u00ed\u00f0a fyrir framt\u00ed\u00f0inni, Arnes farinn og Bj\u00f6rn a\u00f0 leita \u00feeirra, \u00fe\u00e1 er eins og eitthva\u00f0 bresti. Halla haf\u00f0i \u00fear a\u00f0 auki gripi\u00f0 til \u00feess \u00f6r\u00ferifar\u00e1\u00f0s a\u00f0 kasta d\u00f3ttur sinni, \u00feriggja \u00e1ra, \u00ed fossinn til \u00feess a\u00f0 for\u00f0a henni fr\u00e1 \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 lenda \u00ed h\u00f6ndum \u00f3vinanna og ver\u00f0a sveitar\u00f3magi til framt\u00ed\u00f0ar. Hvers \u00e1 \u00e1stin a\u00f0 gjalda? H\u00fan sn\u00fdst upp \u00ed hatur og fyrirlitningu.<\/p>\n
Uppgj\u00f6r K\u00e1ra og H\u00f6llu \u00ed lokin er magna\u00f0, \u00ed einu or\u00f0i sagt. Textinn er svo fallegur, hei\u00f0arlegur og einl\u00e6gur fr\u00e1 h\u00f6fundarins hendi, a\u00f0 \u00fea\u00f0 er eins og hann s\u00e9 sj\u00e1lfur a\u00f0 tala fr\u00e1 s\u00ednu eigin hjarta. J\u00f3hann haf\u00f0i reyndar upplifa\u00f0 \u00e1st \u00ed meinum og \u00fev\u00ed mj\u00f6g l\u00edklegt, a\u00f0 hann hafi notf\u00e6rt s\u00e9r \u00fe\u00e1 reynslu. Samtali\u00f0 l\u00fdsir bar\u00e1ttu karls og konu um a\u00f0 gera \u00e1st s\u00edna a\u00f0 veruleika. \u00dea\u00f0 snertir streng \u00ed brj\u00f3stum allra vi\u00f0staddra og er eins konar opinberun.
\nHva\u00f0 skiptir m\u00e1li \u00ed l\u00edfinu? Fyrir hva\u00f0 lifum vi\u00f0? Hva\u00f0 sag\u00f0i ekki Halla? \u201cH\u00e6tti \u00e9g a\u00f0 elska hann, \u00fe\u00e1 dey \u00e9g\u201d.<\/p>\n
N\u00fa, en s\u00fdningin var ekki bara m\u00f6gnu\u00f0, af \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 t extinn er svo g\u00f3\u00f0ur. \u00dea\u00f0 \u00fearf l\u00edka a\u00f0 gera hann tr\u00faver\u00f0ugan og sannf\u00e6randi. Og \u00feegar leikmyndin eru bara svartir veggir og skrifbor\u00f0slampar fr\u00e1 Ikeu me\u00f0 40 kerta perum, \u00fe\u00e1 reynir enn\u00fe\u00e1 meira a\u00f0 t\u00falkendur \u2013 en \u00feeir eru \u00fer\u00edr br\u00e1\u00f0myndarlegir karlar a\u00f0 berjast um hylli einnar og s\u00f6mu konunnar.<\/p>\n
\u00c9g ver\u00f0 a\u00f0 vi\u00f0urkenna, a\u00f0 \u00e9g hef aldrei s\u00e9\u00f0 \u00feau Eddu Bj\u00f6rgu Eyj\u00f3lfsd\u00f3ttur, Gu\u00f0mund Inga \u00deorvaldsson og Bjart Gu\u00f0mundsson \u00e1 svi\u00f0i \u00e1\u00f0ur. \u00c9g hef hins vegar lengi veri\u00f0 a\u00f0d\u00e1andi Valdimars Arnar Flygenrings, sem er m\u00e1tulega karlmannlegur til a\u00f0 geta leyft s\u00e9r a\u00f0 gefa H\u00f6llu undir f\u00f3tinn \u2013 alla vega sambo\u00f0inn henni \u00ed \u00fatliti \u2013 en ekki innr\u00e6ti, eins og kom \u00e1 daginn.<\/p>\n
Sagnama\u00f0urinn Arnes er \u00f3venju bjartur yfirlitum, besta skinn en \u00f6gn klaufskur \u00ed mannlegum samskiptum. Bjartur dregur upp mynd af lj\u00fafum og au\u00f0sveipum manni, sem tekst a\u00f0 vekja sam\u00fa\u00f0 \u00fer\u00e1tt fyrir mislukka\u00f0a \u00e1stleitni s\u00edna. Gl\u00e6silegt \u00fatlit keppinauta K\u00e1ra skapar \u00f3v\u00e6nta spennu \u00ed \u00feessum fj\u00f6gurra manna h\u00f3p, sem \u00e9g minnist ekki a\u00f0 hafa upplifa\u00f0 \u00e1 fyrri s\u00fdningum \u00e1 Fjalla Eyvindi.<\/p>\n
Edda Bj\u00f6rg og Gu\u00f0mundur Ingi leika svo \u00e1reynslulaust, a\u00f0 ma\u00f0ur stendur \u00e1 \u00f6ndinni, vill ekki missa af neinu.\u00c1starleikur \u00feeirra toppar flest anna\u00f0 \u00ed s\u00fdningunni. Og \u00fe\u00f3 \u2013 \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 \u00ed lokin fara \u00feau fram \u00far \u00f6llum v\u00e6ntingum. \u00d6r\u00fereytt, \u00farvinda, vonlaus og \u00e1stlaus, hj\u00fapu\u00f0 \u00f3r\u00e6\u00f0u myrkri vi\u00f0 har\u00f0an klett ver\u00f0um vi\u00f0 vitni a\u00f0 \u00fev\u00ed, hvernig \u00e1stin getur tort\u00edmt sj\u00e1lfri s\u00e9r og sn\u00faist upp \u00ed hatur, ef jar\u00f0vegurinn er \u00feurr og \u00f3frj\u00f3r.
\nL\u00e1tum \u00feetta okkur a\u00f0 kenningu ver\u00f0a.<\/p>\n
\u00dea\u00f0 er \u00e1st\u00e6\u00f0a til a\u00f0 \u00f3ska leikstj\u00f3ranum og \u00f6\u00f0rum a\u00f0standendum s\u00fdningarinnar til hamingju. Endursko\u00f0un s\u00f6gunnar, endursko\u00f0un b\u00f3kmenntaverkanna gerir okkur \u00f6llum gott, hreinsar til \u00ed hugarfylgsnunum.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Leikh\u00f3purinn Aldrei \u00f3stelandi s\u00fdnir \u00ed Nor\u00f0urp\u00f3lnum FJALLA-EYVIND<\/p>\n
Leikstj\u00f3ri: Marta Nordal
\nL\u00fdsing: Bj\u00f6rn Elvar Sigmarsson
\nT\u00f3nlist: Stef\u00e1n M\u00e1r Magn\u00fasson
\nHlj\u00f3\u00f0mynd: El\u00edsabet Indra Ragnarsd\u00f3ttir
\nA\u00f0sto\u00f0 vi\u00f0 leikynd og l\u00fdsingu: Rebekka A. Ingimundard\u00f3ttir
\nA\u00f0sto\u00f0 vi\u00f0 hreyfingar: Steinunn Ketilsd\u00f3ttir<\/p>\n
Pers\u00f3nur og leikendur:
\nHalla: Edda Bj\u00f6rg Eyj\u00f3lfsd\u00f3ttir
\nK\u00e1ri: Gu\u00f0mundur Ingi \u00deorvaldsson
\nBj\u00f6rn: Valdimar \u00d6rn Flygenring
\nArnes: Bjartur Gu\u00f0mundsson<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1,3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-134","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","category-leikhus"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=134"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":575,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134\/revisions\/575"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=134"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=134"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jbh.is\/bs\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=134"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}