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Review: Rhomboid (KXT on Broadway)

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Venue: KXT on Broadway (Ultimo NSW), Aug 25 – Sep 9, 2023
Playwright: Eric Jiang
Director: Sammy Jing
Cast: Richard Wu, Luke Visentin, Joseph Raboy
Images by Phil Erbacher

Theatre review

Xavier is young and queer, so it comes as no surprise, that he should choose to reject traditional definitions of love and relationships, even if he does feel very attracted to Sebastian. In Eric Jiang’s Rhomboid, we see the couple trying to come to terms with the nature of their connection, in ways that defy the strict parameters that usually dictate how we perceive matters of the heart. What the two feel for each other is real, in a world that often places false or arbitrary expectations, on how we regard romantic unions.

The unique whimsy of Jiang’s writing is thoroughly enchanting, with an inherently arresting theatricality that director Sammy Jing explores with admirable exuberance, for a show intent on saying something valuable, whilst finding ways to present itself in fresh and artistic ways. Rhomboid is wonderfully quirky with its humour, if slightly slow in pacing. There is a pureness in thought and purpose that really shines, for a work memorable for both its style and meaning.

Set design by Paris Bell is simple but attractive, although its construction could benefit from greater finesse. Lily Mateljan’s costumes are very much of the times, pleasingly colourful in their depictions of the contemporary queer man. Lights by Catherine Mai are experimental and considered, beautiful in the ways they gently coax our minds into surprisingly generous spaces. Christine Pan’s sound and music are thoroughly rendered, to ensure that the experience is a rich one.

Actor Richard Wu is extremely charming as Xavier, and marvellously compelling as he makes the case for new ways to understand love in the modern age. Luke Visentin is both funny and earnest as Sebastian, with an easy presence that allows the character to always be convincing. Playing the dual roles of Felix and Lachy, is Joseph Raboy who brings an excellent camp sensibility to the show, effervescent but measuredly so.

It is strange when queer people make straight choices, when we contort our beings to fit moulds that were always made to exclude. Rhomboid represents a joyful resistance of definitions and prescriptions, the ones that have failed us time and time again. Queer people understand freedom in a deep way. We understand that the possession and control of others, is the very antithesis of love. Watching Xavier and Sebastian making their own rules, one is reminded of the liberation that will always be worth fighting for.

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Review: Miss Saigon (Sydney Opera House)

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Venue: Sydney Opera House (Sydney NSW), Aug 17 – Oct 13, 2023
Music: Claude-Michel Schönberg
Lyrics: Alain Boublil, Richard Maltby Jr.
Book: Alain Boublil, Claude-Michel Schönberg (based on Madama Butterfly by Puccini)
Director: Laurence Connor
Cast: Abigail Adriano, Nick Afoa, Kerrie Anne Greenland, Kimberley Hodgson, Nigel Huckle, Seann Miley Moore, Laurence Mossman 
Images by Daniel Boud

Theatre review
The 1989 musical by Boublil and Schönberg, Miss Saigon has become increasingly contentious, as creative communities grow to be more inclusive of minority cultures, and learn to be sensitive to perspectives of those traditionally marginalised. Based on Madama Butterfly by Giacomo Puccini from 1904, the germination of Miss Saigon was always from a place of pity, and by implication cultural superiority.

It is no wonder that the show is widely regarded by the Vietnamese diaspora to be problematic, not only because of the inherently patronising attitudes, but also of the stunning disregard for any people who wish to be considered more than pathetic, desperate or undignified. One may choose to take the view that the creators’ intentions seem to be about sympathy and solicitude, but there is no denying that the three main Vietnamese  characters in the work, are nothing any viewer from any cultural background, would wish to aspire to. In the absence of any persons more respectable or indeed honourable, Miss Saigon represents a Vietnam that is essentially ignoble and debilitated, devoid of spirit and worth.

This revival, first presented 2014 in London, does little to address the contemporary concerns surrounding Miss Saigon. It retains the famed gimmick of a helicopter landing on stage, along with truly cringeworthy choreography appropriating military physicality of the “Yellow Peril”. Admittedly, lighting design by Bruno Poet is exquisitely rendered, and for this production, the orchestra is simply sensational, able to have us emotionally stirred throughout, even with all the absurdity of the most unbelievable love story.

Performer Abigail Adriano too is spectacular as Kim, the embarrassingly hopeless romantic at the centre of this drama. Adriano’s voice is crystal clear and replete with power, singing every note to sheer perfection, and along with her fierce commitment to portraying verve and passion for the role, we are nearly convinced, if not by Kim’s narrative, then definitely by the utter intensity of her emotions.

Kim is almost but not quite heroic, in a show that wishes to paint her as admirable. Through a Western feminist lens, Miss Saigon is to be criticised for choosing to depict a woman of immense fortitude and strength, only as forlorn and sorrowful, a long-suffering lover and mother who can only meet with tragedy at the conclusion. Even if we are to believe in her sadistic tale, there are plentiful other parts to her life that should take precedence, ones that are independent of her brush with a Westerner, and ones that demonstrate the inevitable joy and humour that must exist in any person’s astounding capacity for survival in those circumstances. Instead, we only see Kim at her worst, before witnessing her completely gratuitous demise.

Other notable cast members include Nigel Huckle who plays Chris, the Pinkerton equivalent, with appropriate wholesomeness, in a work determined to have the straight white male offering the only beacon of light, in what is really a no-win situation. Laurence Mossman’s restraint as Thuy proves a valuable element, in something that revels in being overwrought and fantastical. The Engineer is played by Seann Miley Moore, who brings an excellent flamboyance, but who leaves the part feeling somewhat surface, unable to protect him from being mere caricature.

Musicals are big business, at least in the world of art. It makes commercial sense to bring Miss Saigon back, if the main intention is financial, and indeed survival, for the many individuals and organisations involved. This argument is however, too convenient. Those who choose to work in the arts, should not be forgiven for putting money ahead of the socio-cultural impact their work may bring. There are many professions that are unashamedly about the pursuit of material wealth, and making art is simply not one of those. The artist’s life is hard, not only because the very nature of creativity and invention is difficult, the artist has to always prioritise their search for truth and meaning, over any desire for wealth and esteem. Certainly, the artist must participate in activities that are less than idealistic, there are countless opportunities for one to compromise, but when the damage can be deep, as in this case involving ongoing trauma from a widely reverberating calamity, we simply have to say no.

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Review: idk (Force Majeure/Carriageworks)

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Venue: Carriageworks (Eveleigh NSW), Aug 23 – 26, 2023
Director: Danielle Micich
Cast: Gabriel Comerford, Adriane Daff, Merlynn Tong
Images by Brett Boardman

Theatre review
In the devised performance named idk, two women are seen to be strong and powerful, never short of agency in whatever circumstance they find themselves. Yet, we sense a distinct and persistent lack of safety for their existence, as though sharing a subconscious awareness about a world in which power resides elsewhere. Much as the women appear to be in charge of their destinies, real control proves elusive. The man in the piece may not be presented as the kind who struts around like he owns the joint, but when the genders collide, something happens in between, that gestures to the pervasive imbalance we know to be real.

Directed by Danielle Micich, idk is a beautiful work, never sufficiently engaging in emotional and intellectual terms perhaps, but certainly a feast for the eyes and ears. Set and costumes by Anna Tregloan are thoroughly elegant, with hints of vibrancy reflecting an adventurous spirit that informs the entire production. Damien Cooper’s lights are unremittingly dynamic, keeping us intrigued and engrossed in what the human bodies on display are conjuring next. An unmistakable sensuality is conveyed via illumination, as well as through music and sounds by Angus McGrath, who inspires visceral responses at will, completely delightful with all that he adds to this fascinating production.

Performers Gabriel Comerford, Adriane Daff and Merlynn Tong not only showcase inventive and exquisite use of body and voice in idk, it is a notable soulfulness in their presentation that provides elevation, to something that could have easily left us feeling confounded and empty. Their resolute presence keeps us invested, and therefore receptive to what they have to say, in ways that expose the recurrent inadequacies of words.

We observe in idk that characters of both genders are discontented with the way things are. Of course, we know that the male has the upper hand in so much of how we operate, but he too is filled with frustration. Sitting on top may be better than languishing down below, but in a system where virtually no one is truly happy, it is peculiar that everyone does so much to maintain the status quo. We are terrified of burning the house down, because we have yet to hatch a satisfactory plan for its replacement, or maybe we are more than slightly suspicious, that we will simply erect a facsimile that will inflict the same horrors again.

www.forcemajeure.com.au | www.carriageworks.com.au

Review: Saturday Girls (25A Belvoir)

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Venue: Belvoir St Theatre (Surry Hills NSW), Aug 9 – 27, 2023
Playwright: Miranda Michalowski
Director: LJ Wilson
Cast: Mym Kwa, Lucy Burke, Candice Mejias, Brandon Scane
Images by Phil Erbacher

Theatre review

Joey and Sam are besties at high school, both girls demonstrating excellent control over their bodies when rehearsing with their dance team, but who are only now starting to negotiate their personal autonomies, in a world that never really knows how to deal with sexual agency in young women. Saturday Girls by Miranda Michalowski offers a look at the awkward years, of teenagers trying to own their sexualities, before understanding any of the complexities involved. It is a humorous work, in a style more appropriate for younger audiences perhaps, with good attempts at exploring the deeper dimensions of adolescence, from a burgeoning writer who is evidently, and rightly, still bewildered by adulthood.

Teenage clumsiness is portrayed with accuracy by director LJ Wilson, who renders for every character an earnest innocence, alongside a comedy that is somewhat trite in approach, although school-age viewers could very well relate to a tone of performance, that some of the older generations find alienating.

Set design by Soham Apte features a simple but elegant representation of the gym where Joey and Sam spend their time, with ample space to accommodate all manner of creative physical configurations. Esther Zhong’s costumes are attentive to the personality types being depicted, and protective of the bodies being put under scrutiny. Lights by Aron Murray and sound by Sam Cheng are helpful in conveying tonal shifts in the storytelling, but would benefit from being slightly less predictable in approach.

Joey and Sam are played by Lucy Burke and Mym Kwa respectively, both actors displaying admirable commitment to the cause, and highly convincing as Year 10 students at a difficult stage of being neither children nor adults. Supporting players Candice Mejias and Brandon Scane bring wonderful playfulness to Saturday Girls, vibrant but also considered, in their expressions of youthful folly.

It takes time to become a woman. One needs to learn about all the ways she is vulnerable, in a world that has for centuries relegated her as inferior, and therefore available to be exploited, used and abused. We protect our children, but are terrified that they may learn the truth of what we are protecting them from. They are therefore subject to a long sequence of awakenings, that are sobering and enraging, but also at times, pleasurable. There seems no easy way. For as long as we insist on bringing life into existence, innocence will be ravaged, but we remain hopeful that their time on this plane will somehow be better.

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Review: The Weekend (Belvoir St Theatre)

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Venue: Belvoir St Theatre (Surry Hills NSW), Aug 5 – Sep 10, 2023
Playwright: Sue Smith (based on the novel by Charlotte Wood)
Director: Sarah Goodes
Cast: Roman Delo, Belinda Giblin, Melita Jurisic, Toni Scanlan, Keila Terencio
Images by Brett Boardman

Theatre review
Adele, Jude and Wendy are congregating at their recently deceased friend Sylvie’s beach house, to organise its sale. Charlotte Wood’s novel The Weekend deals with bereavement, through which we explore the meanings of life and of friendship, for women in their twilight years. Sue Smith’s adaptation is a gently humorous stage version, that offers a glimpse into the challenges faced by three fiercely independent and professionally accomplished women, in a world that is not quite built for them.

Directed by Sarah Goodes, The Weekend is occasionally amusing, but with an intense melancholy that reflects a disquieting anxiety associated with the ageing process. Music by Steve Francis provides a sense of longing, one that relates perhaps to the dissatisfaction with a world that routinely neglects older women. Madeleine Picard’s sound design transports us to the idyllic coastal towns of Australia, where we are persuaded to yield to its seductive languor.

Stephen Curtis’ scenic design too, is evocative of that lazy beach life, along with costumes by Ella Butler that depict exactly, the class of people we are looking at. Damien Cooper’s mellow lights tell of the quiet maturity being portrayed. The three leading ladies, Belinda Giblin, Melita Jurisic and Toni Scanlan, offer distinct characters, each one dignified, authentic and intriguing. Puppeteer Keila Terencio brings the enfeebled but charming dog Finn to glorious life, and Roman Delo plays the part of young artist Joe with a charming irony, adding a dose of whimsy to the staging.

Much of The Weekend can feel strangely unaffecting, but there is no mistaking the importance of the discussion. It is true that Adele, Jude and Wendy have each other, but they deserve more. Western culture regards age and death with a grim disdain, that consigns our elderly, especially those of the female gender, to obscurity, leaving them marginalised and abandoned. Unlike the rest of the world, we do not honour the old. We consider our mastery at creating material wealth, to mean a superiority, and refuse to adopt values from other cultures that are plainly virtuous, and beneficial to societies at large. It is a privilege to experience life as an old person, and all our communities should make it a privilege as well, to have the elderly integral to the way we do things.

www.belvoir.com.au

Review: Elvis: A Musical Revolution (State Theatre)

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Venue: State Theatre (Sydney NSW), from Aug 2 – Sep 10, 2023
Book: David Abbinanti, Sean Cercone
Director: Alister Smith
Cast: Annie Chiswell, Sienna Embrey, Joti Gore, Ben Hall, Rhys James Hankey, Matt Heyward, Jo-Anne Jackson, Zuleika Khan, Rob Mallett, Noni McCallum, Connor Morel, Aidan O Cleirigh, Ian Stenlake, Hanlon Innocent, Kirby Burgess, Charly Williams
Images by Daniel Boud, Ken Leanfore

Theatre review
The King of Rock and Roll may have had an eventful life, but it is ultimately his music and enduring influence on pop culture that matters the most. In Elvis: A Musical Revolution, the legend is portrayed from childhood to the very pinnacle of his career, featuring a string of evergreen hits (faithfully and propulsively re-orchestrated by Daniel Puckey) that will forever be associated with the icon. The book by David Abbinanti and Sean Cercone might feel deficient and unremarkable, in efforts to encapsulate an epic narrative, but the star’s incandescence persists throughout the piece regardless.

Performer Rob Mallett could very well have presented a show paying tribute just singing and dancing, without all the attempts at delivering a narrative, and the audience would have been equally thrilled. Mallett’s skill at impersonating the idolised figure might be nothing short of astonishing, but it is his ability to captivate and connect, as a preeminent artist of the live format, that makes the show an electrifying experience. With his incredible vocal range, and a confident and dexterous physicality, Mallett transcends mimicry, to have us infatuated all over again with one of the world’s greatest sex symbols.

The entire cast is commendable, full of vim and vigour, in their support of an exceptional leading man. Choreography by Michael Ralph takes every opportunity to provide excitement, in addition to his responsibilities in recreating the king’s unforgettable moves.  Costume design by Isaac Lummins too, is exquisitely rendered, for an Elvis wardrobe that is at once authentic and elevated, able to help us recall the many striking images indelible in our collective memory.

Other design aspects however are less than impressive, in a production that often looks unimaginatively assembled and insufficiently opulent, for this reminiscence of the most flamboyant of entertainers. Video projections are especially poorly administered, failing to add clarity to the storytelling and making the overall visual aesthetics even more disappointing. The production is directed by Alister Smith, who must be given credit for finding ways to bring true sentimentality beyond the smoke and mirrors of the musical genre, but much of the show feels to be a work in progress, yet to uncover its full potential.

Elvis Presley paid an inordinately high price for fame. His story is eventually tragic, but on this occasion we are thankfully spared having to go through those heartbreaking final days. What he left behind is endlessly inspiring and unequivocally glorious. In Elvis: A Musical Revolution, we are miraculously able to rekindle that unparalleled magic, complete with a myriad somewhat characteristic imperfections.

www.elvisamusicalrevolution.com.au

Review: Constellations (Sydney Theatre Company)

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Venue: Wharf 1 Sydney Theatre Company (Walsh Bay NSW), Jul 29 – Sep 2, 2023
Playwright: Nick Payne
Director: Ian Michael
Cast: Johnny Carr, Catherine Văn-Davies
Images by Prudence Upton

Theatre review

The one certainty in Nick Payne’s Constellations, is that Marianne and Roland met one fateful day. Whatever happened thereafter, becomes a series of infinite and random configurations, in a play that explores the nature of consequence, and the idea of boundless possibilities. Things could have ended between the two after a single exchange, or a lifetime of connectedness could have eventuated, or indeed a myriad of combinations in between. Maybe all that can be imagined, does in fact take place simultaneously, in a world that is much bigger, much less ordered and linear, than we usually believe to be true.

Unequivocally intellectual, Payne’s writing is also witty and heartrending, offering the stage opportunities for a theatre that engages both mind and soul. Directed by Ian Michael, all of Constellations‘ immense potentialities are realised, in a production that absolutely captivates, to deliver an experience satisfying on every level, and leaving its audience deeply contented yet full of wonderment, newly curious about our planes of existence. Furthermore, as a work of classic drama, Constellations is intensely moving in its rendering of a love story, but also consistently and effortlessly funny, in many comedic moments that Michael instils exactingly, yet with an unmistakable lightness of touch.

Designed to perfection, the show features a glorious set by Isabel Hudson that is sure to take one’s breath away, from the very first encounter upon entering the auditorium. Dark gleaming surfaces depict characters in timelessness, floating as though representing both the material and immaterial, in a play that ventures inevitably into esoteric spaces. Benjamin Brockman’s spectacular lights coax responses from our emotions and senses, in the most detailed ways, ensuring  that heads and hearts follow each step of the complex plot, never for a moment disengaging from the presentation. Music and sounds by James Brown bring sublime beauty to the show, along with depths of profundity that the body understands more than the cerebrum, allowing enjoyment and appreciation of the show to extend viscerally.

The seamless collaboration between all aspects of the staging, is incredible to witness, including the two extraordinary performers, whose unsurpassed generosity and integrity, make Constellations unforgettable. As Roland, actor Johnny Carr brings interpretations and impulses that feel entirely natural, to a text notable for its abstractions. Every vacillating scenario is made believable and rational, with an unabating charisma that keeps us endeared to each mutation of the story. The mesmerising Catherine Văn-Davies is interminably dynamic in the role of Marianne, brilliantly inventive with each refreshed delivery of dialogue, physically manifesting the infinitude that is so resolutely central to the text. The sentimental dimensions of the play are crucial to sustaining our engrossment, and Văn-Davies’s commitment to portrayals of human vulnerability keeps us riveted to the unusual storytelling. Above all, it is the extraordinary chemistry between both players that makes this theatrical moment a special one, with a partnering that invites us to perceive love as an entity beyond conventional prescription. We are as magnificent as we allow ourselves to envision.

The gravity we bear in navigating life is partially tangible, and partially in the mind’s eye; there are portions more real and portions mutable. Finding ways to dissolve the boundaries that constitute meanings of selves, or in other words, to free oneself from definitions that necessarily impose constrictions, is to release the self to an expansiveness that must mean exaltation and peace. Constellations could be seen as a meditation on zen doctrines, or at least be a key to one instance of bliss.

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Review: Mr Bailey’s Minder (Ensemble Theatre)

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Venue: Ensemble Theatre (Kirribilli NSW), Jul 28 – Sep 2, 2023
Playwright: Debra Oswald
Director: Damien Ryan
Cast: John Gaden AO, Rachel Gordon, Albert Mwangi, Claudia Ware
Images by Prudence Upton

Theatre review

Therese is in no position to wait for a better job, so she takes on the challenge of caring for Leo, an artist of great renown who has no redeeming features, except for his exceptional paintings. Debra Oswald’s Mr Bailey’s Minder is about salvation, even for the worst of us. It is a wonderful sentiment, that all of us should deserve hope, but even though there is a lot of truth in the old saying, ‘let them who are without sin cast the first stone,’ to forgive Leo and endear to him, is perhaps too much to ask of some audiences.

Like his daughter Margo, we find it mostly an absurd idea, to indulge in the fantasy that a man with decades of transgressions, should be essentially good and therefore worthy of love in his twilight years. The complete predictability of the plot, along with the lacklustre dialogue, makes for a play that feels even more passé than its two-decade age might suggest. Certainly its intentions are wholesome and pure, and this staging by director Damien Ryan reflects those very decent virtues appropriately. The show feels spirited, almost charming at times, and it is unsurprising that some might be led to find it a meaningful story to invest in.

Abstract elements of Soham Apte’s set design are charmingly considered, although its colour palette could benefit from a little restraint. Apte’s work on costuming is more effective, rendered with a detailed eye to help us achieve an understanding of characters from first glance. Lights by Morgan Moroney are remarkable for subtle and astute calibrations that ease us through constant vacillations between comedy and drama. Sound design by Daryl Wallis is minimal but realistic, with occasional interlude music offering a hint of elegance.

Actor John Gaden is extremely likeable as Leo Bailey and, therefore, elicits conflicting feelings about a man who has ostensibly done a lot of harm throughout his lifetime. Gaden’s palpable chemistry with each member of cast, makes everything magically palatable. Playing Therese is Claudia Ware whose warm exuberance compels us to persist with the tale. Albert Mwangi too is charismatic in dual roles, captivating whether as the deviant Gavin or the delightful Karl. As Margo, Rachel Gordon’s humour is a highlight, enjoyable enough for us to excuse her inability to make convincing her character’s eventual change of heart, regarding the contemptible patriarch.

Forgiveness is the most honourable quality one can learn to cultivate, but is admittedly difficult to engender with erstwhile offenses, and nigh on impossible to instil when wrongdoings are ongoing and recurrent. In Mr Bailey’s Minder one could detect a real need for grace, and that impulse is prudent and true. Also true, is that we need to see evil for what it is, and find ways to recognise that confronting discord, and not fall into delusions to make absolution easier. Furthermore in our art, benevolence should perhaps play a subordinate role, to chastising those who deserve it. Leo may be a great artist, but he is also a horrible man, and choosing to forget the inconvenient half, is unconscionable.

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