One Man’s War

A large room. On a scene a pile of hammers.
301 to be precise. A man enters, gloved handed.
He grabs a hammer and breaks another with
it. And so on until the whole but one has been
destroyed. Here is the show: simple and tedious,
slow and of long term. Easy to understand:
it is all about work. Li Binyuan as a modern
Sysyphus: obvious endeavor, paradoxical glory
of this vain task, work returned on and against
itself. Now another operation, as destructive,
remains open: interpretation.
(Jean-Pierre Rehm)