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Cuteness Forensics

Cuteness Forensics
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The Yard Theatre

Cuteness Forensics

Cuteness Forensics

The Yard Theatre

Reviewed – 5th February 2019

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“an evening of absurdity, that combines sound, light, humour and the grotesque, but despite its many ingredients, fails to create a cohesive whole”

 

The stage is full. Fragments of music stands are refashioned into unidentifiable creations, a small house – black outside, pink inside – towards the centre back, a pink curtain that could almost be crushed silk, things suspended from the ceiling – all created with a child-like feel, a youthful imperfection. Through the curtain something begins to wave at us. A strange, furry creature, eyes flashing, hanging from a mustard coloured rail.

A man enters dressed in red, shuffles on his knees to a mass of mix boards that spill out wires in every direction across the stage. Gradually he builds a soundscape, mixing electronic effects with live sound: percussion, a recorder and so on. The second man enters in sandals made of sponges, also wearing red, stepping carefully because his back is to the audience, shoulder blades visible through a rectangle of absence. So begins an evening of absurdity, that combines sound, light, humour and the grotesque, but despite its many ingredients, fails to create a cohesive whole.

β€˜Cuteness Forensics’ sets out to β€œexplore the tender insides of strange objects” and to hear them β€œsing”. It is certainly a very technically complex and accomplished piece, and the finale is particularly effective, as a darker side is found to this exploration. The different elements of the set come together in the creatures, different layers of exposure as their β€˜cuteness’ is stripped away from them. Fur is replaced by the rawness of bald flesh, created by the same pink curtains we began this journey through. It is a descension into the grotesque that works really well.

The preceding action is, however, far less convincing. It feels like we ought to be able to circle, to enter and exit it, a living, breathing art exhibit. But it does not demand the constant attention a theatre format forces. The middle lacks direction, a wandering space that requires shaping to keep its audience with it. There is an element of humour too, to the strangeness that we are watching, but it is insufficiently explored. Perhaps both the grotesqueness and the humour could be pushed further, a potentially stark and impactful contrast. Equally the moments that play with narrativisation are really exciting. Further investigation into the possibility of narrative within this piece could create another layer. Tim Spooner and Tom Richards are our two performers and they share a lovely softness between themselves, a playful, almost clown like intimacy, and again their interaction could be more rigorously explored. Ultimately they need to decide what it is they are creating, and what effect they would like the piece to have on their audience.

This is currently a mess of exploration that needs to find its way through to what is already promising to be a fabulously grotesque finish.

 

Reviewed by Amelia Brown

 


Cuteness Forensics

The Yard Theatre until 9th February as part of Now 19 Festival

 

Last ten shows reviewed at this venue:
A New and Better You | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | June 2018
The Act | β˜…β˜…β˜…Β½ | July 2018
A Kettle of Fish | β˜…β˜…β˜… | September 2018
Moot Moot | β˜…β˜… | October 2018
Super Duper Close Up | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | November 2018
24 Italian Songs and Arias | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | January 2019
48 Hours: | β˜…β˜… | January 2019
Hotter Than A Pan | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | January 2019
Call it a Day | β˜…β˜…β˜… | January 2019
Plastic Soul | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | January 2019

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Plastic Soul

Plastic Soul
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The Yard Theatre

Plastic Soul

Plastic Soul

The Yard Theatre

Reviewed – 30th January 2019

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“its experimental nature has the possibility of alienating some whilst captivating others”

 

Through music, dance and documentary, Seke Chimutengwende’s performance of Plastic Soul invites us to watch the evolution of Plastic, a mythical performer, who’s identity and image are perpetually changing.

Various performances by Chimutengwende,Β from singing to dance, reflect Plastic’s rise and fall, a narrative that is made clearer by the documentary interviews that are projected on the back wall of the stage space. In these sometimes comedic interviews, various guests discuss Plastic’s journey from soul to plastic soul, stripping away and interrogating the artist’s identity until it is unsure what’s left behind. The piece doesn’t try to give us answers – it’s experimental and it leaves interpretation up to us, the audience.

The very opening number left me initially unsure of the show – the singing wasn’t fantastic and the concept hadn’t yet made sense to me. However, as the performance progressed, it became clear that it was creating drama and indeed some comedy in a unique way, in a way that forced its audience to resist temptations to think too hard in the moment. Instead, Chimutengwende’s movements on stage, evolving from rigid to fluid, funny to emotive, invited us to be swept along in the story before us, a story that didn’t feel like it relied on clarity but rather on an exploration of an idea. How much of ourselves do we lose in search of authenticity, soul, and indeed, our identity?

The use of sound guided the piece along, from the noise of insects creating a disconcerting atmosphere as Plastic metamorphosed, to the flowing melodies that accompanied Chimutengwende around the space. The costumes were perfectly designed and put together, creating a real variation that heightened the excitement of the piece, keeping it fresh and intriguing whilst adding some sparkle to the otherwise bare stage. Furthermore, the performer was able to adjust their body to suit the varying styles of music and sound, and at times this was mesmerising to watch.

Whilst I found this show enjoyable, I believe it could leave audiences split; its experimental nature has the possibility of alienating some whilst captivating others. Chimutengwende puts fantastic energy into this performance, and though at times the show lost momentum, it certainly left me thinking. One of the documentary interviewees notes something along the lines of, β€œI’m not sure I fully understand it, but I’m inspired.” I’d second that.

 

Reviewed by Tobias Graham

Photography byΒ Maurizio Martorana

 


Plastic Soul

The Yard Theatre until 2nd February as part of Now 19 Festival

 

Last ten shows reviewed at this venue:
Buggy Baby | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | March 2018
Three Sisters by RashDash after Chekhov | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | May 2018
A New and Better You | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | June 2018
The Act | β˜…β˜…β˜…Β½ | July 2018
A Kettle of Fish | β˜…β˜…β˜… | September 2018
Moot Moot | β˜…β˜… | October 2018
Super Duper Close Up | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | November 2018
24 Italian Songs and Arias | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | January 2019
48 Hours: | β˜…β˜… | January 2019
Hotter Than A Pan | β˜…β˜…β˜…β˜… | January 2019

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