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To see my own novel adapted for the stage is an experience far exceeding mere joy, because it brought a cherished desire of mine into reality. The story is brimming with what is deemed provocative or banned in this society devoid of freedom, whose members are oppressed, unable to speak, and not allowed to speak. It is something that is very fragile yet sharp.
My novel is adapted for the theater by Toshiki Okada, a director fully equipped with a philosophy and vision of artistic creation who placed his trust in this work. Taboos and the challenge of them are bound to capture our hearts.
The two of us are artists, and we will find common ground once we start the process of creation, regardless of how different we are in respects such as our ethnicity, the societies in which we live, and the languages in which we communicate. Together we will crawl out on the brittle, dangerous tightrope, in order to engender action and expression like those of theater, and to live beautifully – inside our artistic creation.
This is precisely why this piece is not to be missed, no matter what.　　――June 2018

Uthis Haemamool’s novel is absolutely bursting with energy generated by anger and sorrow. Depicting the sexual and artistic career of an artist in contemporary Thai society, it describes how he becomes worn out, warped, and stripped of spirit while struggling under the sociopolitical circumstances of his country as it undergoes continuous and tempestuous change. It is an amazingly dense and provocative novel, and a painfully earnest one. I am attempting to create a work of theater adapted from it.
We live trapped in our bodies. We live seized by their desires. We live fettered by our countries, and seized by their desires. While unavoidably held captive by these things, we struggle with life, become tired, and grow old. This is what I want to present in a theatrical performance, and by creating theater of a type never before seen by anyone.　　――June 2018

Lately, I often think of the 1990s.
I turned 14 in 1993 and 20 in 1999.
The FIFA World Cup was held in the United States in 1994 and in France in 1998.
Today, football (soccer) as a sport is completely different from what it was in the 1990s.
Perhaps the same can be said about our behavior. Recently, I have constantly been thinking about things like the way we walk, talk, and feel distance from others.
In this age, there are many elements that not only make us feel nostalgic but are akin to “causal factors” for understanding the present. The slickness of Eurobeat tracks. The bearing of politicians appearing on TV. The crunching of a porno VHS cassette as it is sucked into the slot of a video deck.
The age has finally arrived when such things are being turned into art.
And yet, in my own work, I want to do all I can to deconstruct them.　　――July 2018