Genghis Khan looked back in bewilderment as he planned his invasion of China. Bonaparte dismounted from the little bench on which he was reading his Italian correspondence, incredulous. René Lévesque, in the middle of an election night, would have seen his hair stand on end! He would have been spared the worst by taking his cigarette out of his hand.

“I am pregnant.”

And all men feel capsized. Happiness, doubt, love, pride, fear and anguish, joy, and hope mingle to express this new feeling that is fatherhood. Since time immemorial, no task has been more exciting, no adventure more serious.

PAPAs explores life as a new father from every angle. Three actor-creators, fathers of three adorable little monsters just a few months old, invite you into an apartment to explore this new era with them, in all its beauty and horror. Physical and visual theater, influenced by clown, butoh, puppet and buffoon, unfolds between kitchen and living room, as the three brats watch over us. And decide how the evening should go.

In PAPAs, practical apprenticeships and hunter-gatherer instincts, the mundane day-to-day and the most serious issues, all come crashing through. Time expands, and we catch a glimpse of the future, with not a minute left in the day. Being a father also means being part of History, as the lessons of one's own father are put into perspective, as the times of one's ancestors are mourned, and as one worries about the world in which the offspring may be left. And Cronos who ate his children? And Joseph who took Mary at her word? PAPAs leaves no one unscathed. Especially not us.

Show for adults, babies welcome.