Pour en Finir avec Berenice

On the other end of the spectrum of trust was "pour en finir avec Berenice" (to finish with Berenice).  It wasn't the worst play I've ever seen in my life but it does not rank among the best.  I had high hopes for this one as it was described as a Congolese interpretation of Berenice (a play by Racine) complete with music and dance, etc.  This was all true, sort of, but the result was a painfully slow, disjointed mess.  The dance mainly consisted of the director writhing around on the floor in his underwear and having what appeared to be seizures, yes we get it, you're tortured, while physically impressive, amazing even, I can't say it added a whole lot of meaning to the play.  The message as I interpreted it was that the Congo's relationship with Belgium is much like that of Berenice and Titus - basically Titus and Berenice are in love but Berenice is a foreigner and is not wanted as queen of Rome, titus has to decide between his loyalties to his people and his love for Berenice and ultimately chooses not to marry Berenice.  Berenice leaves rome with a tragic outlook and basically waits for death.  So in this interpretation Belgium is Titus and while he has a brief and passionate love affair with the Congo the Congo is never fully regarded as part of belgiulm - it remains the foreigner, the other.  Congo wants its independence from Belgium but also feels abandoned and more or less left to collapse through civil wars etc.  The director of this play also put on the traditional Berenice at the comedie francaise so this newer piece is apparently a reflection on how challenging and torturous this process was, how does an Congolese director present a theatrical tradgedy when life in his country is a tradgedy? or something along those lines.  Anyway, there were some interesting points and the music was great though totally incongruous, but on the whole I can't say I was terribly impressed.  On a side note - I'm not sure how to feel about black actors in white face.