It is 1977, in a kitchen. Young Václav returns home from prison and greets his best friend. Together they cook and prepare a meal for other friends who are about to arrive. Václav has one foot at home, but whenever he looks back, he finds himself in his cell again.
In prison, he wrote down his thoughts and experiences. He hoped this would help future followers prepare for the possible pitfalls of the struggle for human rights that "had started so nicely". After returning home, however, he hid his notes so carefully that he never found them again - an irony of fate. In the play Havel77: Here We Go Again?, his notes come alive again.
We move through them, tell them, wear Havel like a coat. We strip heroism from him and knock him off his pedestal. We share his story because the struggle for human rights, for truth and dignity is not yet over. So, here we go again, Václav?











