Created in co-production with Odin Teatret and with the artistic supervision of Julia Varley, LOLITA represents the first of the creation belonging to the Identity Trilogy and part of a personal investigation on the theme of identity, of belonging or not to ourselves, to our time, to an age that represents us but which sometimes does not exactly correspond to our inner time. In this mismatch between age and existence there is a place that I would call: Lolita. From her small childhood corner immersed in a garden of red apples, a Lolita - now an adult - crosses time backwards and retraces her 'first time', experiments, provokes and questions adults in an attempt to intercept the trajectories of the possible , he goes through disappointment and amazement, purity and sin, in his intimate journey between adolescence and maturity. Lolita weaves the threads of memory, then trembles, laughs and sighs when in the woods of her childhood she meets Mr.Humbert, the black man of fairy tales, half man and half wolf who for fear of getting old steals time from an innocent little girl as a little hood. red but cruel as a demon. Lolita searches for the traces of the little girl she was and that Humbert took away from her, overrides time, loses it, and finally tries to hold it back, amidst bewilderment and play, like a tightrope walker challenges a bright world but full of pitfalls, in an attempt to place herself to the uncertain boundaries of a constantly changing reality destined to continually change its ethical values, to question apparently undeniable certainties such as the right to one's childhood. Woman, old woman, child, cruel, sweet and enigmatic, Lolita is alone because no adult loves her for what she is: then she pretends to be another in the perverse game of the theater of life, now with ingenuity, now with cunning, projects her body in the perdition of an ambiguous and metamorphic dimension in which 'love' and 'power' coexist at the same moment, penetrating into the deepest feelings of being, crossing them with passion and bitterness, to the point of irony.