A ritualistic incantation in which eleven characters search for the light at the end of the dark tunnel that their frustrating lives have become. Bitter, mean or indifferent, one by one, they vent their violence, their exasperation. They all long for liberation.

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« JEANNINE : Tonight, I feel like getting out my claws, to tear the sky, lacerate it, to rip out the moon like a kyste, to slice it open like a tumor! / LOUISE : Tonight, there's something else I don't understand… / JEANNINE : Tonight there's a pack of wild beasts trampling what little peace I could hope for! / LOUISE : Something that doesn't come from me, that's not in me… »

"Michel Tremblay has written a risky, audacious play, a marked departure from his previous work. He has introduced new, contemporary characters to speak of the violence of a world bereft of desire. (...) The portrait of a society emotionally adrift, Messe solennelle speaks both of love and lack of love, of hope and of despair." Luc Boulanger, Voir, February 22, 1996.