| 2008
an oak tree by News From Nowhere
10/05/2008
First Impression by Kenneth Kwok
**1/2
In an oak tree, writer / director Tim Crouch performs the
story with a different actor in each show and this actor (in my case,
Karen Tan) is someone who has never seen or read the play before she
walks up on stage. Her performance onstage is guided by Crouch talking
directly to her, through headphones that she is wearing or from lines
of a script that she has been given there and then. It is easy to understand
the acclaim Crouch has received because this truly innovative approach
powerfully challenges our ideas of life and theatre, of lived reality
and performed fiction. At the same time, however, I did find oak
problematic: this inspired approach to staging could not deepen my experience
of the unfolding drama about coping with loss because I found the script
to be so over-written that I had difficulty actually caring about the
story or characters. The play thus could only exist for me as a curio,
a theatre experiment or exercise. In fact, the script even had the unfortunate
effect of making the theatrical device I found so intriguing and thought-provoking
at first, eventually seem contrived and manipulative instead. Some audience
members found the play stimulating, others soporific – my experience
oscillated between the two so the plays gets two and a half stars. All
in all, a worthy play that even though I did not actually enjoy as an
audience member, I'm still very glad I saw because of its interest value
to me as a theatre enthusiast.
Hamletmachine by Theatre Training
and Research Programme
23/05/2008
First Impression by Ng Yi-Sheng
***1/2
Hamletmachine takes ages to warm up properly, has some utterly
extraneous sections and ends way too abruptly, but on the whole this
work by TTRP's 4th graduating cohort is decidedly impressive. Director
Uichiro Fueda interprets Heiner Müller's classic work as a concerto
of concentrated strangeness: a pitch-dark pit where uncanny movements
and turbulent monologues of despair echo one another in multiple languages
and styles of movement. Besides the riveting butoh sequences by guest
performer Mitsuyo Uesugi, also watch out for the startlingly intense
vocal work by Sreejith Remanan and Tam Ka Man Amy, as well as some provocatively
powerful choreography by Sreejith, Sajeev Purushotama and Alberto Ruiz
Lopez.
Hamletmachine by Theatre Training and Research
Programme
31/05/2008
First Impression by Kenneth Kwok
**1/2
Hamletmachine, as staged by the cohort of graduating actor-students
from the TTRP, pounced with much ferocity but I found little that really
captured my imagination or even attention. The sparse text of the original
script was expanded by way of forceful repetition and movement sequences
of great kinetic energy but I did not feel that these cohered to create
meaning or offer new perspectives. Even when considered as individual
vignettes inspired by the text, I felt that the images created, while
striking and well-executed, were less than compelling: there wasn’t
the sense of any new ground being broken, something to be hoped for
due to the nature of the work. The international cast proved to be charismatic
and fiery performers but I was also disappointed that the production
did not really give them the opportunity to showcase much range.
No Direction by Nibroll
04/06/2008
First Impression by Ng Yi-Sheng
****1/2
No Direction hits the ground running with its vibrant energy
and fantastic, relentlessly surprising imagery of movement. There's
a consistent flow of energy that really defines the dancers as an ensemble,
as performers rush and crash into each other, falling almost magically
in and out of sync, never identifying with individual characters or
relationships but instead following the manic rhythm of the larger group.
Paired with the gently bizarre costume/installations of Mitsushi Yanaihara,
the ripping music of SKANK and the psychedelic, awesomely interactive
digital visuals of Keisuke Takahashi, this dance production comes across
to this reviewer as a genuine revelation.
Nine Hills One Valley by Ratan Thiyam and Chorus
Repertory Theatre of Manipur
07/06/2008
First Impression by Kenneth Kwok
**1/2
In the talkback session, director Ratan Thiyam said that, for him, theatre
is the bringing together of different artistic elements to express one’s
thoughts and feelings on a subject. In the case of Nine Hills,
he indeed uses a large palette to paint a picture of a world in urgent
crisis. The atmospheric Nine Hills is a lament for things lost
in war and it is physicalized by actors who sing, dance, chant and use
their bodies and props to create images steeped in metaphor. A few of
these are effective (even if they lack originality): pairs of hands
emerge from a mass of black cloth, twisting and turning; dancers have
their hands chopped off by a sword-wielding Time to be replaced by flowing
red cloth to symbolize blood spurting from their severed limbs; actors
run furiously and desperately on the spot, going nowhere. Unfortunately,
most are simply too pedestrian to affect – the play ends, for
example, with the cast holding candles which they then place around
a darkened stage to symbolize hope for a better age – and do not
really work together to create a strong and clear message either. The
play is also not helped by the repetition and dragged out movements
which mar the pacing of the play, and the copious amounts of melodramatic
shouting and wailing of lines that, at least in translation from Manipuri
to English, are reductive pronouncements and truisms which add little
to the content. Nine Hills is interesting as an insight to
contemporary theatre in India and as a peek into some ethnic cultural
arts but, on the whole, I was left unimpressed and unmoved as the play
droned on.
True by Takayuki Fujimoto, Tsuyoshi Shirai, Takao Kawaguchi,
Takuya Minami, Daito Manabe, Satoshi Horii, Seiichi Saito, Motoi Ishibashi,
Masaki Teruoka, Noriko Kitamura
25/07/2008
First Impression by Ng Yi-Sheng
***1/2
For its first half hour, True is gently intriguing,
introducing us to a moment of in the life of a young man (Tsuyoshi Shirai)
when the laws of the world suddenly bend and buckle: a cup sticks to
the floor as if magnetised, photographs giggle and coffee becomes a
hallucinogenic. There's an understated descent into an insane world,
when the mind and the senses can no longer be trusted, and the very
walls – a set of steel scaffolding – begin to sing with
the deep music of their attached oscillators. I could dig the multimedia-enhanced
neuroscience lecture delivered by the mysterious man in a suit (Takao
Kawaguchi), and when the two of them began their contact improvisation
dances, it was a sight to behold: these dancers can go from zero to
backflip in seconds. But about halfway through the show, somewhere in
the rotating-shadows sequence, I got bored – rather than any sense
of intensification or progress in the insanity, I was experiencing simply
period after period of chaos, with no truly new elements introduced
to make me gasp and wonder - not much of a resolution at the ending,
either. Summary: cool concept and tech, and some amazingly talented
dancers, but this show needs some structural dramaturgy, quick.
OH! by Agni Kootthu (Theatre of Fire)
03/08/2008
First Impression by Ng Yi-Sheng
**1/2
The plot is a mess, the spectacle is pointless, the grammar
is shaky, the villains are one-dimensional and the crass depictions
of gay men and white-collar foreign workers are just plain bigoted.
Yet OH! is intriguing - not just because it continues Agni
Kootthu's tradition of presenting angry, surrealistic political theatre
from the ground up, but because it also ventures into the realm of absurdist
ambiguity.
Here, we've got scenes of an insane Chinese Singaporean stage magician
trying to stop his dead mother from doing the "tak boleh tahan"
dance, or engaged in a schizophrenic hawker centre conversation with
a well-brushed Indian man, with violence and racial tensions bubbling
alongside a bizarre sense of tolerance and mutual good humour. Or there's
that scene in a school office where a Malay principal confronts a Chinese
girl who refuses to sing the National anthem because her mother was
robbed by Malay gangsters and she can't bear anything in the language.
Aarrrgh, it's not written with polish, but it's all urgently strange
and unabashedly discontent with the way Singapore is today. Quality
aside , it's impossible to watch this and come away feeling nothing.
Tree/House by spell#7 and Ho Tzu Nyen
07/08/2008
First Impression by Kenneth Kwok
****1/2
Showing the same tender loving care one would while shaping a prized
bonsai, spell#7's contribution to this double-bill was carefully and
affectionately manicured to near-perfection. Tree Duet's circuitous
loops, pregnant pauses and precise choreography never felt contrived,
only purposeful; every movement comes together (what is the opposite
of unraveling?) slowly but surely to result in magical moments of poignancy
and transcendence once all the pieces are in place. Tree Duet
is a stunningly beautiful work of visual poetry that teaches you to
look at the world through patient eyes: just as trees need time to grow,
so do works of art - but patience will be rewarded in that act of something
real, meaningful and magical being created before you.
At the core of Tree Duet is a meditative journey narrated by
a wistful Paul Rae about the simple pleasures of living - remembering,
contemplating, even something as basic as drinking - and what we stand
to lose if we don't stop ourselves from being caught up in consumerism
and convenience and don't take the time to just breathe and reflect
on our time in the world once in a while. The second half of the double-bill,
Ho Tzu Nyen's House of Memory, however, takes a more academic
approach to this theme of remembering and forgetting and is essentially
a lecture on the craft of memorization. What fascinates is how the text
narrated live by the visual artist and film-maker is accompanied by
an hour-long film which stitches together scenes from various old movies.
Sometimes the images selected are literal, other times they are metaphorical
but they are always well-chosen to accompany the different beats of
the text, save in the last five minutes when, I felt, the artist was
much too heavy-handed.
To Kill A Mockingbird by Sharon Ang
22/08/2008
First Impression by Kenneth Kwok
**1/2
Although the play adopts a very literal and largely uninspired
approach to Harper Lee’s classic text about prejudice in 1930s
Alabama, I found it to be watchable nonetheless. Sure, the script had
way too much narration / exposition – remember, students: theatre
should be show not tell - and the whole production did have the trappings
of a conventional assembly show (you can’t put on a staging of
a perennial O level text and not, at least subconsciously, have in mind
your core audience to be secondary school Literature students), but
the power of Lee’s quietly moving narrative is just so strong
that it powered through any of this stage adaptation’s inadequacies.
To be fair, this no-frills production (no actual props are used throughout
the play, for example) was not without its own charm and its decision
to include an adult Scout reflecting on her childhood did bring some
poignancy to the story. The otherwise extremely uneven cast also boasted
some nice performances, notably Gerald Chew who, while no Gregory Peck,
was well-cast as Atticus Finch.
The Write Stuff by The Little Company
25/08/2008
First Impression by Kenneth Kwok
No rating given
When we talk about developing new talent in the local theatre
scene, we rarely think about 12 year olds but that's exactly what the
Singapore Repertory Theatre has done. The best part about The Write
Stuff though is that it isn't just a playwriting competition for
primary 5 and 6 students (which would already make this an incredibly
worthwhile project) but that it is also a showcase for the winning works
as well. How utterly thrilling and, more importantly, inspiring an experience
it must be for the 12 finalists to see the words they have put down
on paper magically brought to life like this, especially when the SRT's
Little Company has clearly spared no expense in the staging of the scripts
- I marvel at the resources, thought and love that have clearly gone
into transforming the scripts to into such lavish and vibrant spectacles.
High praise for all involved, from director Michael Corbidge to the
incredible ensemble cast; from the multimedia team to the costume designers
- and everyone in between (including, of course, the young playwrights
themselves).
(Note: I have not commented in detail about the plays themselves as
I am actually one of the judges of the still-ongoing competition.)
The Immortal of Peng Lai
by The Ming Hwa Yuan Taiwanese Opera Company
07/09/08
First Impression by Ng Yi-Sheng
****
I'm not usually a fan of Chinese opera, but Ming Hwa Yuan seriously
knows how to rock the house. Things started off kinda slow with a lacklustre
opening sequence in the land of the immortals, featuring the immortal
Li Xuan showing off his prowess in a surprisingly un-stunning martial
arts sequence. The show picked up, however, as Lord Lao's colossal green
bull began to rebel (and I lerrrrve the character of the Green Bull,
in the forms of both a Snuffle-upagus-esque megamuppet and a solo actor).
In fact, the comedic scenes were consistently fabulous - Chen Sheng
Tsai's performance as a crippled beggar scored laughs galore, whether
he was pestering addled Taoist priests or pleading for gold nuggets
from immortals, and it was nice to have a few local references thrown
in too - NKF jokes never fail to get a laugh. With added momentum, lead
actress Sun Tsui-Feng didn't disappoint either in her role as Li Xuan,
combining slapstick, repartee and pathos to complete the epic arc of
the folktale. With their high production values, gorgeous sets, all-round
competent cast and vibrantly contemporary sense of entertainment, Ming
Hwa Yuan is definitely a company worth inviting back again and again.
Old Sounds by T.H.E (The Human Expression) Dance Company
12/09/2008
First Impression by Ng Yi-Sheng
***1/2
My friends who know the history of Singapore dance are way
excited by this show: with Old Sounds, choreographer Kuik Swee
Boon has introduced a strain of exquisite high-quality kinetic dance
that's never been produced before in Singapore. You can't help but be
impressed by the complex, formal dynamism that bursts from the performers'
bodies, well-matched by the spellbinding sound art of Darren Ng and
some incredibly beautiful video projections by Gabriela Tropia Gomes.
Still, I've got beef with the performance. Conceptually, it's just hammering
the same point over and over again - we're modern-day people, cut loose
from the moorings of our heritage, blah-di-blah - and while this does
come to life well as the nervous energy of the displaced, in the middle
I started to get quite bored. Not so crazy about the ripping up of paper
scrolls at the end, either - it was neither sufficiently elegant nor
chaotic enough to generate a satisfying conclusion. Nonetheless, I've
gotta recognise the facts: this is a bloody significant work by a locally
based choreographer and homegrown dancers. This could change the dance
scene as we know it.
backtoback by NUS Stage
22/10/2008
First Impression by Ng Yi-Sheng
No rating given
NUS Stage, the first theatre group to represent the whole of
the university, has chosen two difficult scripts for its maiden full-length
performance. Terence McNally's Next works decently at first
as a comedy piece in its portrayal of a protesting 38 year-old man being
put through a medical exam by a female sergeant – some familiar
material for us ex-army boys, though it does run a little long. What
really spoils the piece, however, is the retention of the final monologue,
in which the discharged examinee senselessly rails against the system.
Not really the actor's fault – it'd take an extraordinarily gifted
player to make this wailing sound emotionally resonant rather than noisily
pathetic. It's very much a product of the Vietnam War era in which it
was written.
Dario Fo's The Virtuous Burglar, on the other hand, starts
off slow and then gets funnier and funnier as more actors crowd onto
the luscious set. It's a very good choice for a performance: absurd,
salacious and more or less culturally universal – though some
effects were spoiled by actors speaking much too fast and garbling their
words.
Both plays also share some basic directorial flaws: scripts aren't mined
enough to reveal hidden tensions and character tics and actors aren't
given enough confidence in or awareness of their bodies, hampering the
physical comedy. As it is the show comes off as a rather good student
production, but only that. A drama group representing the whole of NUS
should aspire to professional standards.
Sky Duet by Spell #7 and Evan Tan
31/10/08
First Impression by Ng Yi-Sheng
****
Sky Duet is uncanny. Taking the form of a 30-minute
mp3 audioguide, it transforms the touristic experience of riding the
Singapore Flyer into an unsettling synopsis of the Singaporean condition:
claustrophobia, paranoia, nostalgia and amnesia. Evan Tan's instrumental
music is beguilingly beautiful, underscoring the grandeur of the wheel's
ascent - yet theatremakers Paul Rae and Kaylene Tan undercut this with
a disorienting verbal soundscape, spoken by a man and a woman whose
ages and identities keep shifting. The male voice comes across as a
Lear-like ancient engineer of Singapore's development, slipping occasionally
into youth; the female as the cool-eyed daughter, witness to both nature
and concrete, slipping occasionally into senescence. And both slip out
of even these identities: him as machine, her as body, and both at once
both the land and the roaring sea. It's puzzling and unsettling - perhaps
a bit too poeticised at times, veering towards alienation - but still
resonant and evocative, a bizarrely disturbing and intimate experience.
Nunsense by LaSalle College of the Arts
14/11/08
First Impression by Ng Yi-Sheng
***1/2
Nunsense is a lorryload of fun – and not just
because it's a show about dancing nuns, but because it's a show about
back-stabbing, limelight-hogging, thoroughly eccentric dancing nuns
who still manage to be endearing amidst their acts of accidental manslaughter
and drug abuse. These wildly dysfunctional sisters are played with talent
and gusto by five young actresses of the BA (Hons) Musical Theatre Level
2 programme, supplying audiences with some beautiful singing and rollickingly
good comic dancing. I've a few small issues with the show, such as the
oddities of accents, the casting of a Mother Superior who couldn't look
old or fat, and the sense that truly manic levels hadn't yet been reached
in terms of acting. Yet the perfection of these details would've been
merely the icing on the cake: this is a musical comedy that works, and
at a mere $15, the tickets are incredible value for money for a great
night out.
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