My Name Is Barak
Uzzi Ben Cnaan
1979
When I try to think which game I like the most, I usually think of make-believe acting games. Even if they’re without masks, funny clothes, or old shoes with wrinkled tongues. Even if there’s no audience at all and I’m all by myself.
Ami, my friend, and I want to become actors. When you act, you can make-believe that you’re not yourself and that…
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