One speaks of it in Amsterdam!
It seems Rotterdamned potent and Amsterdamned charming. A restaurant like a theatre. As evening falls, it’s time for the audience to take the stage. Spectators and theatre merge; who is the audience, who are the actors? No one knows. The Rotterdam audience is the star of the evening; bottles are poured with charisma and bravado, all around bread and fish is miraculously multiplied. The stage is scattered with props and formalities of the performance make way for chance encounters and unwritten romance. Young couples, avoiding the view of the crowd, line up at the blind date suite, where they can safely drown in the salt bleu water of one another’s eyes. With the day’s work done, it’s part time, with rolled up sleeves or party dressed, barefoot or high heeled. Laughter fills the room, and the sorrow of the day make way for the sensuality of night. The tired players peer into the darkened hall, floodlit ships float past on the murmuring stream, the water whispers, and while the moon glistens the actors’ costumes get critiqued. Heavenly gold fills the lower waterside stage. Here, not all that glitters turns to gold. Tomorrow is another day, the waters will flow; the river the Maas is no longer alone.
Located in Rotterdam, Blits was completed in 2005.