William Boeva has a problem. He is meanwhile so
well-known that he is addressed always and everywhere. That fame makes a lot
possible and at the same time that clashes with a wry realization: what sometimes goes
automatically for him, remains a fight for many people with a disability. And
that weighs. What if those doors close for him again tomorrow?
Meanwhile, something else is bubbling. Something that is in everyone: drift. The
appetite to let go of the brakes. To experience everything that he had to miss in his young
years. But is he then no longer a good person?
In Drift William figures it out: what do you do with your
drifts? When are you a good person? When are you allowed to make mistakes? And when
are you allowed to just… be human?
Honest, recognizable, and above all incredibly funny. You come
to watch an apparently perfect performance… until William decides that
perfection is mainly an illusion.