Serkan Ates-Stein

Serkan Ates-Stein

Serkan Ates-Stein

April 23,

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The Schnörres is real

Kaiser Wilhelm had one (and subsequently thousands of his subjects), Salvador Dalí would have looked downright surreal without it and the Guy Fawkes masks of Anonymous only become full of character because of it. But these gentlemen are a thing of the past, so they are no longer true. But The Schnörres is real. And how! It belongs to Serkan, this conservative Ottoman moustache with a Prussian tip on the left and right, which reminds one a little of discipline and pimple cap. But actually he is a Catholic Turk.

But let's start at the beginning: Serkan was born in the Ruhr area, steeled in a Catholic boarding school for boys, made effeminate by his mother. As an alternative social education worker with a background in emancipation, she set great store by a balanced upbringing. Serkan was "allowed" to read Emma, which is why his reputation as an enlightened pasha precedes him. This special socialisation setting gives rise to an extraordinary power of observation for everyday life.

"The Schnörres is real" is Serkan's debut programme. It deals with the everyday struggle of a digitalised generation between bourgeoisie and smartphone. We stopped watching TV a long time ago, we stream. And we are analogue lonely despite digital dating. In the past, if you wanted to have sex, you wrote at least a 160-character text message; today you send an aubergine emoji. When Serkan sorts through the muddle of his time, shame and guilt are his compass needles. The Schnörres dances to his words through a world of sensory overload and procrastination, pushing the punchlines to their extremes.

Serkan's comedy distils the comic from everyday life, sometimes childishly naïve, sometimes absurd, always entertaining, never silly. Well pointed, well thought out and made for laughs. All his passion for the stage is unleashed in his first solo programme. By the beard of Serkan: it will be great! Because: The Schnörres is real.