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DUCK POND

★★★★

Royal Festival Hall

DUCK POND

Royal Festival Hall

★★★★

“It is a wonder, without a doubt, and delightfully potty”

Australian company Circa has intertwined the myths of Swan Lake and The Ugly Duckling to create a muscular and gasp-inducing circus ballet that is rich in both beauty and spectacle.

“D-u-c-k!” one is tempted to shout, seeing the toned performers flung perilously across the expansive stage of the Royal Festival Hall. This is where art, performance and extreme physicality come together to push back the boundaries of what’s possible in the bruising realm of acrobatic storytelling.

As the performers swing from billowing wraps, make towers that almost touch the lighting rigs, tumble from ridiculous heights, and twist bodies until surely they must break, there are sharp intakes of breath across the auditorium – along with sympathetic twinges in dozing deltoids. Meanwhile, somewhere in a corner of the Southbank Centre, a health and safety manager is having a quiet meltdown.

These are daffy ducks. They are dexterous ducks, dazzling ducks and, above all, daring ducks.

Here’s the story in outline, taking the ornithological inexactitude of the original and giving it a tweak and twist.

At a palace celebration for the Prince’s birthday, the revelry ends abruptly. The Prince meets the Ugly Duckling, and with Cupid’s intervention, they fall in love. However, their romance is overshadowed by societal barriers. Instead, the more suitable and wily Black Swan captivates the Prince’s heart.

But fortunes change when the Ugly Duckling discovers she is, in fact, a swan herself. And here comes the modern twist – it is the Black Swan and White Swan, two sapphic swans a-swooning, who fall in love, leaving the Prince in a flap.

It’s best to know the rudiments of the story going in. This wordless show is about the sheer artistry and physicality of the human form (those mince pies seeming twice as inhibiting now). But the whispers around the auditorium suggest the youngsters like to know roughly what’s going on and who’s who.

And then, after the climactic nuptials comes the coda, the extended – and probably unnecessary – third act. The swansong, if you will. Once the story is wrapped up, we’re given a meta-view of the performers, stripping off and breaking down the set. In Fame School bursts of exuberance, everyone has a last chance to do a party piece. It gets a little raunchy here, but tongue-in-cheek.

Director Yaron Lifschitz has it right when he calls this superior mix “something new – neither quite ballet nor circus… moving yet accessible”.

It is a wonder, without a doubt, and delightfully potty.

This Christmas, make a change and put duck on the menu.



DUCK POND

Royal Festival Hall

Reviewed on 19th December 2024

by Giles Broadbent

Photography by Pia Johnson

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

Previously reviewed at Southbank venues:

MARGARET LENG TAN: DRAGON LADIES DON’T WEEP | ★★★★ | May 2024
MASTERCLASS | ★★★★ | May 2024
FROM ENGLAND WITH LOVE | ★★★½ | April 2024
REUBEN KAYE: THE BUTCH IS BACK | ★★★★ | December 2023
THE PARADIS FILES | ★★★★ | April 2022

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Circa: Peepshow – 3.5 Stars

Peepshow

Circa: Peepshow

Underbelly Festival Southbank

Reviewed – 6th July 2018

★★★½

“With slightly more clarity of vision, Peepshow could be a microscopically sharp piece of circus theatre”

 

C!RCA’s latest rippling creation is about looking and being seen, and it’s certainly hard to tear your eyes away. Blink, and you’ll miss a dazzling physical escapade, as the ensemble of seven weave, flex, swing and fly across and above Underbelly’s circus tent. The matter of this show is marvellous and the skill of the performers endlessly impressive. With slightly more clarity of vision, Peepshow could be a microscopically sharp piece of circus theatre.

The first half an hour or so of the show was a little frayed around the edges. This did not impact the quality of the individual numbers, but it made the overall result feel a little uneven. Transitions on and off stage and between the first four or five numbers were a little abrupt, and in danger of verging on mediocre physical theatre. These were not so clunky that they distracted from the content, but they detracted somewhat from the emotional impact. The first few pieces hinged on thematic developments of the peep show premise, but occasionally there seemed to be a clash of styles. Seductive choreographed moments, curtailed inexplicably by a coughing fit, were a slightly confused diversion. Often, this freakiness went down a treat, particularly when a cheeky strip-tease turned into shocking audience participation, playing on the idea of the audience as voyeur. But sometimes, Peepshow tried to do too many tones at once.

The direction of Yron Lifschitz, supported by Associate Libby McDonnell, was frequently beautiful, inventive and striking. The show’s dynamic final ensemble number, which totalled over a third of the entire duration, was a masterclass in shows of this genre. Well-paced, showcasing all the performers’ talents, accompanied by a gradually layered, pared back rhythmic track, this was Peepshow at its peak. The performers (who were not all listed in my programme, but I’ll mention everyone I can) were all equally strong, and supported one another seamlessly. Jessica Connell and Ela Bartilomo gave particularly expressive and daring performances, and the persistent commitment of all the ensemble is utterly admirable. Many of the stunts took my breath away.

For the most part, Jason Organ’s lighting design, supported by Richard Clarke, highlighted and intensified the physical variety of the production. Travelling spots and inventive backlighting were particularly thoughtful touches. Every so often, some elevated moments were rather erratically lit, and these would have perhaps benefited from more simple design. If the music incorporated drew more on themes of looking, this would have added another element to the concept. Often, the performers articulated sounds, but these were frequently too soft to be heard, and therefore did not always feel like a real choice.

When all the elements synchronised, Peepshow was a spectacular piece of art. Encompassing mime, aerial trapeze, sky-high lifts (I was awed by David Trappes’ strength) and phenomenal images, there was no complacency or false starts. You will be surprised and enthralled – Peepshow is worth the watch.

 

Reviewed by Eloïse Poulton

Photography by The Other Richard

 


Circa: Peepshow

Underbelly Festival Southbank until 18th August

 

 

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