“Ladies and gentlemen, in a moment you will see a terrible tragedy and you will be moved.” The bell sounds, and Tasos Pyrgieris welcomes us to the unorthodox and surreal world of Bost, with his hostess Fausta. The breast-feeding friend Eleni, the faithful husband Giannis, their four-year-old Ritsaki, the hypochondriac nagging maid Marianthi, the Turk-eating Karaiskakis, a huge sea monster, China, lots of cats, plenty of fish, a drunkard brother-in-law, the near in-laws of the Iatrou family (formerly Panagiotou… ) parade in a cartoonish crescendo with the flag bearer the subversive and posing Fausta. Comedy tragedy or tragedy comedy, musical or one-act play, political play or painless stage play, but certainly a merciless satire of the petty bourgeoisie, written in 1965 in fifteen syllables, a punch in the face of catharsis, a full-blown game of “lame” with jumps, spikes and allusions to the political history of Greece. And for that, a classic. Tasos Pyrgieris, with a cartoonish aesthetic, paints through the authentic “bosmicity” all the things we “got wrong”, and yet insisted on “not changing our lives”.