Fidelis Fortibus

Non è comico. A circus family is dead, the graves stand on the manege and only a distraught usher in his disheveled uniform is still on stage.
Suddenly circus music begins to play and the usher starts to tell stories, stories about the deceased, about the strongman, the magician, the beloved rope dancer. He kind of shows us what the other performers could do but he only succeeds in spells and as if by accident. He has particular difficulty playing the virgin who is sawn in two. At another point, he somehow manages to start the Manege on fire during his “ring of fire” act. In the end, despair finally catches up with him… which really isn't funny, or is it?

The slightly morbid tale becomes a sparkling spectacle through Danny Ronaldo who himself comes from an old circus family. Maybe that is why he completely dismantles well-known circus tricks and numbers and why he does it in such a warm-hearted way.

And that is naturally, molto comico.