Page extent: 96
ISBN: 9781783194841
Binding: PaperBack

I Call My Brothers

Hassen Khemiri

Translated by Rachel Willson-Broyles

A car has exploded. A city has been crippled by fear. Amor wanders around the city, doing his best to blend in. He’s going to exchange a drill head. He’s going to call his brothers. He’s going to stop stalking Valeria and take care of his long-since-dead grandma. Most important of all: he must not attract any suspicious glances. But what is normal behaviour? Who is a potential perpetrator? And how many times can Shavi call in one day?

For 24 intense hours we find ourselves in Amor’s head, where the lines between criminal and victim, love and chemistry, and fantasy and reality become more and more blurred. 

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ISBN13 9781783194841
Binding PaperBack
Page Extent 96


'Khemiri puts his finger firmly on the unspeakable: racism and fear of the Other in a post 9/11 world... With [this play], however,  he moves his sights from the societies that generate these fears, in Europe and North America, to the objectified individuals internalizing them.' Exeunt Magazine

'Intense and visceral, I Call My Brothers is a portrait of the lasting psychological effects of being subjected to and internalizing racism... it is thought-provoking and asks important questions without giving easy answers. By taking a visceral and emotional approach to a timely topic, I Call My Brothers makes an impression that will stay with you for days.'

'Playwright Jonas Hassen Khemiri has penned a profound piece of theatre, almost poetic in its descriptive nature with vivid language that ensnares the attention early on... Continually blindsiding the audience with the upheaval of circumstances, every time the play gets its footing or the audience gets a clear notion of what exactly they’re witnessing. Is this a story about a terrorist? Is this a story about a terrorizing experience? Is this a story about injustice and racial profiling? Is this a story about struggle? Or perhaps it is all of the above? Khemiri loads a theatrical powder keg with his script; Michael Dove and the four-person cast ignite it into a theatrical explosion of unapologetic cathartic experiences and narratives that seize the audience and throw them headlong into a chasm of chaos.'