When the Rain Stops Falling by Andrew Bovell is a large fresco for 9 actors, a ‘genealogical’ journey into memory, legacies and abandonment, which moves back and forth in time from 1959 to 2039. Thanks to its extraordinary structure, the play investigates mortality and family, memory and inheritance; time as knowledge and forgetfulness, as flavour and unintentional leitmotif. And, magically, it also talks about how the weather impacts our lives and changes history offering itself as an opportunity to glimpse into a near future, a future on the verge of a small climatic apocalypse, of which the play’s non-stop rain is the first consequence. A shape-shifting table, nine chairs, a few umbrellas, a suitcase, and a large fish fallen from the sky. And behind all of this, the large surface of a wall from which genealogical trees and huge starry skies emerge among galaxies and clouds. At the edge of the proscenium, a park, a graveyard, a beach, an unexpected flower can be seen in the warm and cold light through the layered soundscapes, as if it were a sudden cinematic off-screen.