One hundred years have passed since 1924, the year in which Mein Kampf came into existence. Eight since 2016, when Germany allowed its republication, maintaining that conscience is the only way to avoid catastrophe from repeating itself. 
For years, Stefano Massini has worked to compare the speeches from all of the Führer’s political rallies with the first draft of the book-manifesto dictated by a young Hitler in his cell at Landsberg jail. He is now staging a show in which Mein Kampf emerges with all its disturbing breadth, the autobiographical panorama of an obsessed man, convinced that he could sublimate his own frustrations into a revolutionary and crazed political project. 
From racial primacy to his height as a warlord and his craving for propaganda, Massini presents the structure of national socialism, offering an unfiltered examination of the obsessive, baroque and emphatic style of the original text, pinpoint-precision theatrical study of the verbal rhythms, tones and jabs of the dictator: because an understanding of the mechanism is the only way to hinder its repetition.