Archive for December, 2007

Absurd Person Singular at The Garrick

December 4, 2007

I had a great time tonight at Absurd Person Singular at the Garrick. Okay, well, let’s be clear, it’s a wee bit difficult to have a good time at a show so profoundly misogynistic. Is your wife shy? Berate her! Depressed? Tell her to shut up! Suicidal? Ignore her in favor of more “fun” people. I found the whole concept of this show being a comedy a little difficult to swallow. The audience was laughing enough, but part of me wondered if they were mostly so old that a seventies chestnut was comical. I found the whole air of foreboding rather Pinteresque; I presume the rest of the audience was just in a Christmas panto/comedy mood and wanted to laugh.

Me, well, let’s be clear, it was the presence of the lovely West End Whingers that made my night. Bitter, jaded burnouts who are willing to cut their losses at intermission: that’s what I’m talking about! And there was piles of wine and I got to meet Liz who is clearly a genius because she thought Venus as a Boy was a work of brilliance only surpassed in its excellence this year by RNB’s “Chroma” – and since she shares my opinions, I, of course, think she is great and remarkably perceptive.

Really, hanging out with City Slicker and the Whingers was great. God, it was nice to really dish theater! I can’t wait for our next outing. Meanwhile, my next outing will be tonight with Katie, to see Bitch-slapped by God, which I read somewhere was the cure for Christmas Pantos. I figure last night’s show would have taken the shine out of any Christmas cheer out there; this one should actually burnish it to a fine polish, with the aid of some liquor.

Oddly, thanks to all of the wine I drank last night (possibly to get the taste of the show out of my mouth) I went to bed singing. (I’m afraid it was some ELO from the Time album, though I can’t remember the exact song.)

Review – Gekidan Kateisha’s “Bye Bye Reflection” – Riverside Studios

December 1, 2007

Gekidan Kaitaisha (a modern Japanese dance troupe) was quite good. I was fortunate enough to get free tickets (this always makes a show better in my book) and convinced a former coworker to come see it with me.  It was a rough show for someone who doesn’t watch a lot of modern dance – no music and absolutely no “rythmic movement” – but Josh soldiered on despite his jet lag. A few audience members lacked his fortitude. I don’t know, half naked people standing nearly motionless above a mirror in the floor, does this lack intrinsic interest?

While I thought it was going to be more about 9/11, it was also quite a bit about the “comfort women” of World War II, and of course the overall negative effects institutionalizing violence has on a society. (One particularly memorable scene had a man slamming his hand into an evening-gown clad woman’s back, then sitting down and taking notes at a desk, while another man in a waist-high cage talked about deciding who to torture at Guantanamo.)  I found it quite thought provoking. And it made me wish M. Vermillion was watching it with me, even though Josh liked it.