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Now is the Time to say Nothing

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Battersea Arts Centre

Now is the Time to say Nothing

Now is the Time to say Nothing

Β Battersea Arts Centre

Reviewed – 3rd October 2019

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“You will see the world in a different way when you emerge from the darkness of the performance space”

 

Now Is The Time To Say Nothing is one of those rare events where you drop your old ideas of what theatre might be at the door, realise that a new paradigm is here, and that you are lucky enough to be part of it. In 2014, director, dramaturg and participatory artist Caroline Williams and Syrian filmmaker Reem Karssli got together at the prompting of a group of teenagers connected with the Young Vic’s Taking Part project. The teenagers wished to understand, in a deeper way, life in a war zone from sources other than news broadcasts. Brought together via Skype and email, Williams and the group followed Reem and her family’s daily life in war torn Damascus for several years. Now Is The Time To Say Nothing, now at the Battersea Arts Centre, is Williams and Karssli’s record of those events, including footage from Karssli’s film Everyday, Everyday. It is put together as an immersive theatre experience in which the audience discovers, in a brief 55 minutes, what it is like to live in a war zone, and then to be a refugee fleeing from Syria and surviving a dangerous sea voyage in order to reach the safer shores of Europe.

Now Is The Time To Say Nothing is not a show for a large audience, and that is one of the sources of its power. In fact, there is space for only a dozen or so people at a time, and it begins more like an evening at home in front of the television. The house staff usher you into a darkened space where an old fashioned television awaits each participant, complete with a comfortable chair to sit in, and a pair of headphones to place on your head. The chairs are arranged in a circle, facing out, so you begin by feeling completely alone. The TV screen in front of you shows bright patterns which resolve into images of the first things ever broadcast. You, the viewer, are asked to think about the process in which the pictures in front of you are created.Β Meanwhile, the sounds in the headphones immerse you in a world of middle eastern music and then, the sound of planes overhead, bombs falling. The transition is beautifully done.

Through participatory action, you gain a deeper understanding of a refugee’s life. By means of viewing on the screens and hearing the sounds through the headphones you create your own theatrical experience. This is what makes Now Is The Time To Say Nothing uniquely transformative. You will see the world in a different way when you emerge from the darkness of the performance space.

This show is highly recommended, although do keep in mind the material is, at times, distressing with its depictions of war. But otherwise, go, and prepare for a theatrical metamorphosis.

 

Reviewed by Dominica Plummer

Photography by Paul Blakemore (from previous production)

 


Now is the Time to say Nothing

Β Battersea Arts Centre until 19th October

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:
How to Survive a Post-Truth Apocalypse | β˜…β˜…β˜… | May 2018
Rendezvous in Bratislava | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | November 2018
Dressed | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | February 2019
Frankenstein: How To Make A Monster | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | March 2019
Status | β˜…β˜…β˜…Β½ | April 2019
Woke | β˜…β˜…β˜… | June 2019

 

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Woke
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Battersea Arts Centre

Woke

Woke

Battersea Arts Centre

Reviewed – 12th June 2019

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“Campbell is a skilled performer, switching effortlessly between naΓ―ve teenager and experienced activist”

 

Nowadays, being woke is the standard. Yet it is also a given: of course we will be aware of certain issues, and naturally we will lend our voices to the collective. But how do we get there? In this powerful one woman show, Apphia Campbell explains how and why we become activists.

Driven by her love for the song β€˜Saint Louis Blues’, Ambrosia is going to college in the city on a voice scholarship. It’s August 2014, just weeks after eighteen-year-old Michael Brown was killed by a white police officer. Ambrosia has been raised to respect the law; when the law doesn’t respect her, it comes as unwelcome shock – one that triggers action. Meanwhile, in 1970s New York, JoAnne Chesimard is experiencing a revelation of her own. Growing up, she was called many things. But now people call her African, an African queen. Inspired, she adopts a new name, Assata, and devotes her life to the Black Panthers. The ensuing hour shows how these two radically different women ended up on the same path, and how they choose to tread.

This is a well-crafted show, compelling and often moving. Accompanied onstage by only a microphone and minimal set, Campbell lets her words speak for themselves. The writing is full of clever details that make her characters engaging to watch; the contrast between the two is used to great effect. Ambrosia’s transformation from ignorant bystander to ardent activist is the perfect method of guiding the audience through Assata’s story and its significance. The mounting sense of disgust at the way both women are treated serves to highlight Campbell’s point: the fight has not been won. Assata and Ambrosia were born fifty years apart, yet they struggle for the same thing.

Campbell is a skilled performer, switching effortlessly between naΓ―ve teenager and experienced activist. Her voice is rich and soulful; the songs she performs come straight from the heart of the story as naturally as if they were spontaneous. Of the two performances, Assata feels more earnest and driven. Whilst Ambrosia has great character development, she does feel a little underwritten. Her thoughts and feelings whilst in hiding are explored only fleetingly. The conflict between pleasing her parents and expressing her political freedoms is a really interesting one – again it is quickly bypassed. It leaves a sense of something unfinished, of a story with more questions than answers.

Woke doesn’t quite live up to its potential, but that doesn’t diminish its power. Campbell shows that activists come from all walks of life. Some are born woke, some achieve wokeness – but, however we get there, every voice counts.

 

Reviewed by Harriet Corke

Photography by Mihaela Bodlovic

 


Woke

Battersea Arts Centre until 22nd June

 

Previously reviewed at this venue:
How to Survive a Post-Truth Apocalypse | β˜…β˜…β˜… | May 2018
Rendezvous in Bratislava | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | November 2018
Dressed | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | February 2019
Frankenstein: How To Make A Monster | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | March 2019
Status | β˜…β˜…β˜…Β½ | April 2019

 

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