Flipping through Georges' writing ... poetry that makes me smile ... The sky goes poo-poo the sky goes doo-doo ... flip a few pages ... I masturbate with grape wipe myself with apple ... prose I read over and over again ...  “What's happening?” she screeched like a slaughtered pig, eyes bugging from her head and streaming with tears. She fell on her ass and her cheeks burst like a canon shooting out a cloud of dust. I've been thinking about and creating with Bataille for years now - since Mia brought home the 2004 film Ma mère with the incomparable actress Isabella Huppert. Ma mère is based upon the 1966 (pub.) novel by Bataille, portraying a mother who takes her son on an erotic journey that ends with incest and suicide. So struck was I by this beautifully ugly film that I stuck around to watch the credits roll ... needing to learn from where this tale came: Georges Bataille (1897-1962) was a rebel. Philosophy, anthropology, pornography, poetry, mysticism, economics, secret societies … this was his playground … and he always broke the rules. His work was banned, scorned, and dismissed as “only” pornography. But few have delved into eroticism like Bataille - he has emerged as one of the most provocative and original thinkers on human passions. “Le Mort” was originally written in 1943 and wasn't published until after his death. I first read “Le Mort” in 2006. Immediately, I had visions of the story as a play. How could I not? After all, it did contain some impressively frank and evocative actions - “Marie falls dead drunk,” “Marie sprinkles herself with urine,” and one of my favourites ... “Marie bites the dwarf's cock.” What makes the story attractive to me for an “out of line” response is its sparsity, raw imagery, and caustic spirituality. And, of course, the epic journey of its main character - a lovely lady of many faces named Marie. I hope you find something to appreciate in this shabby play of ours ... and thanks to Mia ... for being brave and trusting.

Co-Creator / Performer / Marie

Mia van Leeuwen

Co-Creator / Director / Death

Ian Mozdzen

Le Mort is an “out of line” adaptation of the short story “Le Mort” (or “The Dead Man”) by Georges Bataille

Lighting Assistance

Eric Bossé

Photos by Larry Glawson


Let go! Life's latest lesson for me has been all about letting go. I can’t think of a safer, more inspiring place than the theatre to let go.

Creating and performing the role of Marie has been one long journey of letting go. Embodying her despair, ridiculousness, shame, ugliness, and self-destruction has not been an easy task. Yet, it has brought me to a state of divine liberation. Well, almost.

I am brimming with curiosity as to how you, the audience, will partake in this experience. I am thrilled that you are here with me and that we are in this mess together!

A big super THANK YOU to Ian Mozdzen, my dear friend and collaborator. Fate has been good to us.