It is water, the lifeblood of all things that is the major component of Chapter’s latest exhibit. A diverse group of mostly female artists and other academics have teamed together to tell an absorbing tale of their relationship with water on both a personal and cultural level. The lands of Wales, Palestine and Morocco feature, spread out in the gallery and not cluttering any of the work.
The first room with Kandace Siobhan Walker sees a fishing net looming over us with polaroids, song lyrics and sea-scape video that welcome us with much poetry and retro charms. Noureddine Ezarraf had made fabric pieces which I’ll confess don’t ignite the senses, though do have subtle nuances, both works marbled with black lining over the soft, amber palettes.
Bint Mbareh has found her own little nook, with a live performance of Stellar Footprints in her fabric fort. As we watch seeing only her feet and bottom legs, she asked us to feel as if we had water dropping on us and around us, then requested we walk around her structure so that she could capture the sounds. Speaking to Bint after, she admitted more needed to be done to capture the energy of the audience, who fizzled out after a while, giving up on the stomping, as if we were wading through water. She invited us beforehand for a select few of us to join her in the fort towards the end, some did though the piece appeared to be over. With a bit more rehearsal this could be quite tight, Bint’s vocals singing through especially exquisite towards the end.
Fern Thomas’ work sees wordy verses spread out all over the wall, as a rock on rope gently sways in our line of sight. A rich spiritual heritage fills the words and a universal mood comes across in these words of love and respect for water. The final room filled with the pieces by Alia Mossallam and Maya Al Khaldi had headphones with folk singing mothers looping and a little study area with desks and carpets (we are encouraged to add to the embroidery, with staff offering needles). I found this room quite absorbing, letters from the British government in Egypt allude to corruption and racism, the carpet spreading up to the wall a really nice touch as well. Veils also hang from the ceiling a slight flutter to the end of a exhibit with history and culture as it core.
Calls the Waves continues at Chapter Arts Centre till 20th November 2022 along with further workshops, talks and further performances.
Hi Chris so to kick things off, what got you interested in the arts?
A passion for books which I’ve never lost. The ideas contained within them have informed everything I’ve ever done. I love words but now I’m just as interested in what lies between them. There lies the drama.
Company of Sirens is working with Sight Life Wales to perform ‘How My Light Is Spent’ at Chapter from the 16th – 20th August. It’s a production which is described as “What lies beyond the purely visual?” How did this project develop and what are your hopes for the future?
For me the attraction of working with the blind and partially sighted was to discover what was possible. Lock down was a double whammy for many of them, marginalised by their condition and the pandemic the situation became frightening as their interactions shrank further and for many disappeared totally. The performance tells their experiences of this time.
Locating the performance in a forest creates an analogy between lockdown and being trapped in a situation you can’t see yourself emerging from. The only solution being friendship, support and in this case the kindness of strangers.
Last November we presented “With Eyes Closed” performed between both lockdowns. This proved a life affirming experience that audiences responded to and identified with.
Image from With Eyes Closed
With this new piece we wanted to look more closely at when and how each person’s sight was lost and how they have reconnected with some of the things that are important to them.
The copy for the work references the Covid 19 Lock Down. With the successful roll out of the Covid-19 vacancies, the arts sector is hopeful audiences will continue to return to venues and theatres. How do you think artists can best share stories of the recent Pandemic?
The pandemic was the seismic event of our time that artists will need to respond to. I believe this creative response will impact upon the nature of the work for some time. This project came from the participants’ need to express how lockdown impacted on their lives to a lesser or greater extent. There is much humor in the stories and definitely hope going forward.
If theatres want to attract audiences post Pandemic , what do you think they should do?
It seems that some of the ways theatre existed mid pandemic are here to stay in some form.
I personally feel separating theatre from a live and present audience response isn’t theatre. A live audience leads, creates and forms a performance. Without it you have only 50% of the experience. That’s not to say it can’t be appreciated online but you lose the power to inform the drama by your presence and direct response.
Company of Sirens have worked with members of Sight Life Wales before, how did this relationship develop and can you tell us about your creative process?
We led taster workshops three years ago in order to gauge interest and explore ways of working. The work is participant led while we as a company allowed their ideas to come to fruition. They learn skills, gain confidence and meet friends, while we explore a new and original way of extending our practice.
My background stretches back to working with companies such as Cardiff Lab, The Practice and collaborations and workshops with European artists. It is this visual and exploratory approach we look to introduce to the group.
The concept of people with sight loss participating in a highly visual performance style is an interesting paradox but hugely appropriate. Restricted by visual impairment the performers want the opportunity to move, and beautiful things occur.
Get the Chance works to support a diverse range of members of the public to access cultural provision. Are you aware of any barriers that creatives or audiences in Wales face? If there are any, what might be done to remove these barriers?
I think it lies in the mindset of the creative. We deliver a large programme of work, working primarily with new writers and professional actors and creatives as well as the community and groups with protected characteristics..
I think to be inclusive is to approach each project whoever it may be aimed at with fairness and integrity. It’s a way of thinking that once embedded flows naturally into each process. I don’t believe imposing conditions aids creative work and development. We need to always take risks but that shouldn’t negate inclusivity.
If you were able to fund an area of the arts in Wales what would this be and why?
Experimentation, risk and the right to fail, without those factors the arts are a museum and we are treading water.
What excites you about the arts in Wales?
The fact that current directives will, I believe eventually lead to a fairer natural way for all people to experience the empowering nature of the arts, and that young creatives keep pushing the boundaries of what’s possible.
What was the last really great thing that you experienced that you would like to share with our readers?
Working with Sightlife Wales
Thanks for your time, Chris
You can find out more about How My Light is Spent and book tickets at the link below. All performances are Audio Described.
I have struggled to get stuck into Welcome to Nightvale books in the past, and I worried that this would be the case when I bought this book, The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your Home. I have put down and picked up the original Welcome to Nightvale podcast a few times and consider myself committed to it again, currently. I’m caught up on the material, but find it admirable that the novels usually are able to stand on their own two feet, though they certainly hit harder when the homework has been done.
I feel Joseph Fink and Jeffrey Cranor’s writing is something to be listened to, rather than read, sometimes. Though I don’t think this is any fault of theirs – I’m just used to it being done this way, in that particular medium, from years of a bimonthly updated podcast appearing in my feed. This isn’t to say the writing is weak, but there is a particular voice to it that seems lulling, perhaps. Not slow, but steady. This did cause some difficulties for me while I was reading – waning interest, feeling, somehow, incredibly tired after a bout of reading. But this doesn’t mean that the book is bad. Quite the opposite, I think the book is quite impressive, especially as its from the perspective of a secondary Welcome to Nightvale character.
The book follows the life of the faceless old woman who secretly lives in your home, a well known character from the original podcast, exploring her life, history, and purpose, as well as how she came to be the recognisable character in the podcast that she is. It’s a fun read, with a lot of high stakes action and adventure, and a long sense of history behind it. I prefer not to spoil books in my reviews, but I find that this story was a nice piece of a puzzle I didn’t know that I was originally missing. I enjoyed the way that the novel almost felt larger than life and older than time – full of travel and the slow march of time in the face of a person’s goals.
I found it to be an enjoyable read. The chapters being fairly short complemented the steady flow of the writing style, to save from any encroaching boredom and to create intrigue with sharp endings. I would, however, only really recommend it to anyone who has some knowledge of the main show at least, as I believe the final few chapters feel a lot more complete that way, and end quite neatly if you fully understand what is happening around the central character. That being said, the story can stand on its own, and if you’re not too bothered about understanding the “lore” then dive right in! Enjoy a pirate story on a winding path to your heart’s content.
Every summer, we would mostly be graced by our very own Youth Orchestra on tour. Wales should be proud that we in fact have the oldest youth orchestra in the worlds having been founded back in 1945. Conductor Kwamé Ryan from Trinidad and Tobago, leads all with a spirited energy and his commitment to the future of music lives in moments like these. Though quite formal in his maestro, he wrings out of these students a fine musicality.
Argentum by Dani Howard held up as a good choice of a concert opener. Quite happy and had the feel of a giddy, John Adams sort of mood. Her take on celebrations would mark the work with a dedication for the marriage of some close friends. She speaks of pride and happiness in a union of this manner and you could hear this at the Last Night of the Proms, such is its appeal.
In the Violin Concerto of Korngold, Jennifer Pike shone, the gleam of a Hollywood veneer never far away. The composer had the privilege to be able to recycle film scores he had already written after fleeing Austria and making it to California. Pike soaks up the loving atmosphere of the three movements, the finale clearly from Robin Hood as it rolls along with a rompy air. Pike made the piece appear as child’s play, though I’m sure it has it’s technical moments of bravado. We don’t tend to hear enough Korngold, the delight of an encore was another work: the finale of his score to Captain Blood with Errol Flynn, a pirate party if ever there was one.
Whilst Russian music might not be a frequent hitter at this present time, the Youth Orchestra gave a decent take of Rimsky-Korsakov’s Scheherazade. Each night the title character regales her husband the Sultan with tales in an effort to save her life, as he longs for more conquets. The sumptuous violin motive (with harp) pin points Scheherazade as safe, each of the movements the stories she tells. Leader Esme Lewis fared well in this central role, along with her efforts throughout the programme. There are wild moments of the sea storms, princesses and even a festival in Bagdad, all taken from the Arabian Nights collection of stories. It’s the vividness of the orchestration and clever melodies that have made this work a crowd-pleaser for over one hundred years. It may be fairly overdone by today’s standard, but it does give this youth orchestra a piece to cut their teeth with.
Granted, I was able to detect the odd fluff in the brass and woodwind. All things which can be ironed out with further practice and commitment. Fine work from all involved!
I cannot help but think how lucky some children are to experience theatre like the work that is put on currently across the UK. While independent and fringe theatre is also fantastical and amazing, something about changing a well loved children’s classic and adapting into something new just adds to the wonderful experiences that children can undertake today. And set in the London Coliseum, surrounded by gold and beautifully carved architecture, this was the perfect setting for this show.
Peppa Pig: My First Concert is a little what it says on the tin. With the character’s of Peppa, George, Mummy Pig and Daddy Pig in a combination of puppetry and costume, Peppa and family experience the ranges of classical music but with a child’s input. Supported by a small but well equipped orchestra, children and adults a like are introduced to instruments in a simple and effective way.
We are introduced to well known classics such as Beethoven, Tchaikovsky and Mozart but to gain the interest of children, audience participation is involved with hand gestures, dancing, singing and basic description of what the music tries to convey. It not only makes something seen as potentially old fashioned into something youthful and exciting but also brings such beautiful music in a beautiful setting to the modern age, influencing children from young and changing the ideals of classical music as originally something for the old and middle class.
It also is an easy way for adults and families to get into classical music. We may have heard these songs, minimally on adverts or tv shows, in the background of productions, some of us perhaps knowing a little of the narrative but this was a great introduction to why composers wrote certain songs and what they try to convey.
Peppa Pig: My First Concert is a must see for all the family and especially a fantastic way to engage children in culture that is rich in our society and history.
Dyma ddrama hynod bwysig a pherthnasol am drais domestig. Ond nid stori unochrog, ‘du a gwyn’ sydd yma ond yn hytrach stori gymhleth a chreulon dau berson – Hayley a Carl. Mae adegau doniol, tyner a chariadus i’w stori nhw ond, yn y pendraw, y trais, y gormes a’r ymosodiadau erchyll sy’n aros yn y cof.
Mae’r dramodydd Katherine Chandler yn hen law bellach ar greu dramâu bachog a ‘gritty’ am gymeriadau sy’n dioddef o drawma. Sbardun y ddrama oedd hanes personol Stacey Gwilliam merch ifanc a ddioddefodd drais domestig cyson gan ei phartner a geisiodd, yn y pendraw ei lladd a’i chladdu’n fyw ar draeth ger Abertawe. Ond mae’r awdures yn pwysleisio nad ymgais i greu theatr verbatim yw’r ddrama hon – nid hanes uniongyrchol Stacey a gawn yma – yn hytrach stori ddychmygus sy’n trafod yr un themâu.
Mae Chandler wedi creu sgript arbennig, yn acen Abertawe sy’n llifo’n berffaith o un olygfa i’r llall ac mae’r cymeriadau yn rhai gonest, aml haenog a chymhleth. Mae Hayley’n chwilio am ei thywysog – yn dyheu am ramant – ac yn syrthio dros ei phen a’i chlustiau mewn cariad â Carl. Yn ystod ei monologau, mae’n olrhain ei chefndir teuluol, ei magwraeth a’r adegau o dristwch sydd wedi llunio ei bywyd. Y graith fwyaf yw colled ei thad, i deulu arall ac yna i alcohol. Ond mae’n ferch ddewr a phenderfynol, yn gymeriad sensitif a hoffus. Mae Carl hefyd yn rhannu ei fywyd anodd gyda’r gynulleidfa wrth drafod caethiwed ei fam a’i frawd yntau i gyffuriau. Mae e wedi ei greithio ond yn ceisio palu ei hun allan o’r byd hynny wrth fynychu’r gym yn rheolaidd a chynnal swydd. Ar ddechrau’r garwriaeth, mae Carl yn hynod o amddiffynnol o Hayley ac yn dangos munudau o wir gariad tuag ati. Ond, yn anffodus, mae ei deimladau’n tyfu i fod yn obsesiynol, yn beryglus a chymhellol ac mewn dim, mae Hayley’n cael ei rheoli’n llwyr ganddo. Rydym yn gweld ei bwer yn cynyddu, a’i dymer afreolus yn arwain at ymosodiadau ffyrnig arni ynghyd â munudau o wallgofrwydd llwyr. Ac er bod Carl yn flin wedi’r trais a Hayley’n maddau iddo dro ar ôl tro, yn y pendraw, mae’n gorfod gadael. Mae hyn yn dangos ei chryfder a’i phŵer hithau hefyd i geisio newid pethau. Y tristwch yw ei bod hi’n methu anghofio, a’i bod hi’n cael ei hela a’i herlid ganddo.
Mae’r ddau actor, Danielle Bird a Dan Hawksford, yn cydweithio’n arbennig ac mae eu portread o’r cymeriadau mor real, bron rydych yn anghofio eu bod yn actio o gwbl. Mae’r cyfarwyddo hefyd yn hynod o gelfydd, oherwydd nid oes llawer o gyffwrdd corfforol rhwng y ddau, yn enwedig yn ystod yr ymosodiadau a’r trais. Yn hytrach, mae’r cyfan yn cael ei gyflwyno i’r gynulleidfa drwy waith corfforol unigol, gyda’r ddau actor yn sefyll naill ochr i’r llwyfan. Mae’r gwagle a’r pellter yn ein hannog ni i greu’r delweddau hyn yn ein meddyliau, ac i deimlo poen Hayley a chasineb Carl. Mae hyn yn hynod effeithiol ac roedd y cyfarwyddo i gyd yn glyfar a dyfeisgar iawn drwy’r holl sioe.
Nid yn unig y sgript, y cyfarwyddo a’r actio sydd i’w ganmol ond hefyd yr ochr dechnegol. Mae’r set yn gyfuniad gwych o ddrysau tryloyw sy’n agor a chau i greu lleoliadau newydd ac ar adegau mae delweddau, negeseuon testun a geiriau allweddol yn cael eu taflu arnynt. Mae’r sain hefyd yn creu’r tensiynau angenrheidiol ond heb amharu ar yr awyrgylch ac mae meicroffonau yn ychwanegu at erchylltra’r trais yn y golygfeydd mwyaf tywyll. Defnyddiwyd tywod i amgylchynu’r llwyfan ac roedd y traeth, y môr a dŵr yn themâu pwysig drwyddi draw. Cafwyd cyfeiriadau at Chwedl Llyn y Fan Fach ar ddechrau’r ddrama ac roedd hyn yn berthnasol i stori Hayley maes o law. Yr eironi fwyaf yw bod y ddau gariad wedi cusanu am y tro cyntaf ar draeth Caswell sef yr union le mae Carl yn ceisio lladd Hayley a’i chladdu’n fyw ar ddiwedd y ddrama.
Dyma ddrama boenus a chreulon fydd yn aros yn y cof. Ond yr hyn sy’n cael ei gyflwyno i ni yw’r ffaith nad yw achosion o drais domestig bob amser yn syml. Ry’n ni i gyd yn euog o ddweud wrth glywed hanesion tebyg …. Pam wnaeth Hayley aros gyda Carl? Pam wnaeth hi fynd nôl ato fe? Beth sy’n bod arni?
Mae’r ddrama hon yn cyflwyno dwy ochr o’r stori i ni – dau lais,dau fersiwn a hynny yn gelfydd drwy gyfrwng theatrig. Mae’n glyfar, yn dorcalonnus ar adegau ond yn hynod bwerus. Llongyfarchiadau mawr i’r holl dîm artistig.
Contrary to so many horror films that over the years have depicted nature as the enemy and their female protagonists as victims, Charlotte Colbert’s She Will is a tale of personal and collective trauma and empowerment found in a deep connection with the land.
The film opens with the ageing film-star Veronica Ghent (Alice Krige) in a luxurious art deco train compartment taking Traumadol to relieve the pain from a recent double mastectomy. She is travelling with her young nurse Desi (Kota Eberhardt) to a retreat in the Scottish Highlands. At their arrival, they are met with exaggerated characters headed by Tirador, played by Rupert Everett in a little too caricatural Oscar Wilde pose.
All around is a wild and bleak forest that was once the theatre of the execution of women accused of witchcraft. The ground has absorbed the women’s power, be that of witches or of victims of a misogynistic crime, and it now insinuates itself in Veronica’s life bringing healing as well as power.
Director Charlotte Colbert excels at weaving together the physical elements of the forest with the symbolism of trauma and healing. The ground penetrates into Veronica’s cabin as a black sludge and into her dreams as nightmares. It liberates her from the shame she feels of her scarred body, deprived of breasts, symbol of femininity. It also brings redemption from the childhood trauma of being sexually exploited by the director of the film that launched her career, played by Malcolm McDowell. As Veronica embraces the power in the mud, her spirit haunts the film director who commits suicide.
Alice Krige dominates the film with intensity, subtlety, and charm. Krige’s Veronica is captivating in her transformation from a former film-star clinging to beauty by masking her body to an empowered woman with no fear. It is ironic that she played the evil witch in the faux feminist Gretel and Hansel that was so rife with misogynistic themes (see review).
The film is at its weakest when it leaves behind symbolism and tries to portray real characters and situations. Veronica’s relationship with her nurse Desi has little life in it notwithstanding solid performances. The attempted rape of Desi by a local young man is contrived, only serving the purpose of presenting an example of misogynistic violence which is punished by the revengeful forest. Other characters are a little too incidental adding little and at times disrupting the cohesiveness of the film.
Aside Krige, it is the physical and mental landscape that carries the film conveyed by the striking photography of Jamie Ramsay who fuses together the haunting images of Veronica’s nightmares and fantasies and the dark and sinister landscape all around her.
The choice of Scotland as a setting resonates historically. Between 1563 and 1736, an estimated 3837 people in Scotland were accused of witchcraft, a much higher proportion than in other European countries. 84% of them were women. It is estimated that over 60% of the accused were executed. This historical injustice has been addressed by the Witches of Scotland campaign, which has led to an official apology by First Minister Nicola Sturgeon and has inspired movements in other countries.
Cynhyrchiad hir disgwyliedig Canolfan Mileniwm Cymru yw Anthem sy’n cael ei llwyfannu yn y Stiwdio Weston tan Orffennaf y 30ain. Braf yw gweld cefnogaeth i’r Gymraeg a sioeau newydd mewn sefydliad sy’n denu cynulleidfaoedd eang a gobeithio mai arwydd o ymroddiad ehangach i’r theatr iaith Gymraeg yw hon.
Sioe Gerdd a chomedi dychanol yw ‘Anthem’ wedi’i selio ar fformat rhaglenni realiti megis ‘X Factor’ sy’n ceisio dyrchafu pobl gyffredin yn sêr dros nos. Mae chwarae ‘tafod mewn boch’ ar fformat rhaglenni adloniant sgleiniog fel ‘Eurovision’ a ‘Can i Gymru’ yn amlwg yma hefyd, yn enwedig o ran cynllun y set deledu, arddull y sioe a steil y cyflwyno cawslyd o slic. Cymeriadau stoc yw’r dalent sy’n aros i gael eu pum munud o enwogrwydd yn yr ystafell werdd – Teleri (Rhian Morgan), Eifion ac Esyllt (Gareth Elis a Lily Beau Conway), Leon (Iestyn Arwel) a Gerald (Rhys ap Trefor). Mae pob un o’r rhain yn cynrychioli ardaloedd o Gymru ac yn cynnal y gomedi wrth rannu eu bywydau bach pantomeimaidd gyda ni. Mae geiriau eu caneuon unigol wrth iddynt berfformio (a gobeithio dod i’r brig) yn adlewyrchu eu ffantasïau ystrydebol. Mae ochr dechnegol y stiwdio deledu yn siambls llwyr ac yn cael ei redeg gan griw bach hollol ddibrofiad ac aneffeithiol. Tudur y Cyflwynydd sy’n angori’r cyfan, yn ceisio achub y dydd, a’r sioe o ran hynny! – ac wrth gwrs ei yrfa, er bod ei ymdrechion yn aflwyddiannus yn y pendraw.
Yn sgil y rhialtwch, mae gan bob un ei angst personol, sydd wrth gwrs yn ychwanegu ymhellach at y gomedi a’r ffraethineb, e.e. Teleri, sy’n dyheu i gael ei derbyn gan yr ‘in-crowd’ Cymreig ac Eifion sydd eisiau rhedeg i ffwrdd mor bell phosib ohono! Mae’r cyfan, y themâu a’r mathau o gymeriadau yn dwyn i gof cyfresi teledu Cymreig o’r gorffen.
Cafwyd dawnsio a chanu, tantrums a dagre, gyda chydweithio hyfryd rhwng y cymeriadau. Ond mae’r cystadlu bitshlyd a’r antics erbyn y diwedd yn cilio. Yn hytrach mae’r cymeriadau, neu rai ohonynt o leiaf, yn sylweddoli bod eu bywydau bach cyffredin yn ddigon! Does dim angen yr enwogrwydd ffug arnynt i fod yn hapus!
Felly os y’ch chi ffansi noson ysgafn mas mewn theatr hyfryd, dyma’r sioe i chi. Mae’r deunydd yn addas hefyd i ddysgwyr gan fod y ddeialog a geiriau’r caneuon yn cael eu cyfieithu a’u taflu ar daflunydd sy’n rhan o’r set liwgar. Sioe 90 munud yw hon – dim egwyl, ac mae modd mynd a diod gyda chi i’r theatr. Ar ben hyn, mae pris y tocynnau’n rhesymol o’i gymharu â’r prif awditoriwm. Joiwch!
Anyone who knows me will declare my love of American film director David Lynch. The dark, eyebrow raising, nightmare vision that is his canon leaves most perplexed and others reeling. I’m usually in the later category.
For one reason or another his late 90’s classic Lost Highway has alluded me for years. The Watershed in Bristol had the great fortune of getting the 4K remastering of the film, a UK premiere. I’ll confess the film looked blazing on the screen. The exquisite close ups of mouths, eyes along with some truly vivid sexual scenes. Now known as the first flutter in Lynch’s L. A. Trilogy, the superior (in my opinion) Mulholland Drive followed by the even denser Inland Empire.
A post-mortem on the film requires time and patience. The first third of the runtime, is the definition of total paranoia, the use of VHS is of it’s era and a clever component of the horror aspect the film swerves in and out of. Bill Pullman plays Fred Madison, a free-form jazz saxophonist who suffers with headaches and an intense anxiety seen little of in cinema. His wife, Renne played by a stoic Patricia Arquette add a deeper mood to the film, seen later as the sensual Alice Wakefield in one of the films most head scratching phases. In a strange transformation scene, Fred whilst in prison for the murder of his wife, appears to morph into Pete Dayton, played by a chipper, subtle Balthazar Getty.
It is the performances of Pullman, Arquette and Getty which command the film, most of the intrigue coming from what on earth happens to these characters. One wonders if doppelgängers and tulpas might be involved, a theme in Lynch’s work for decades. You can easily see the influence of Greek myth, Buddhism and American folk heroes smeared all over the film and it works to the best it’s ability. Co-written with Barry Gifford, Lynch’s usual tricks are never far away, the smoke, fire, booze and rock music, the trappings of this movie master forever enthral. What exactly occurs in the film is up for debate, though appears to have clearer abstraction then later work.
As always with Lynch the humour is flies through and this Bristol audience got some good laughs throughout this absurd, beautiful film. Some idol police detectives inject some well needed laugh earlier on, as the realisation of a home invasion is established. Some more surreal supporting cast choices include Richard Pryor, Mink Stole, Gary Busey and Henry Rollins. Also of note is Jack Nance as Phil, in his last feature role, a Lynch veteran who wowed and delighted audiences for years, only to die in a bizarre attack in a donut shop.
Robert Loggia intimidates as both Mr Eddy and Dick Laurent, with neither character you’d want to cross, as proven by the hilarious car chase scene where he pistol whips a driver who cuts him off, whilst lecturing him about the highway code. Nothing remains more spooky in the film as The Mystery Man played by the pure terror of Robert Blake. I found I had chills in his scene with Pullman, the now famous “At your house” line is later heard in Twin Peaks: The Return, in keeping with the cyclic condition of Lynch.
Some of the musical choices may date the film slightly, though most are inspired: the likes of David Bowie with Brian Eno, Rammstein, the now cancelled Marilyn Manson and Nine Inch Nails are highlights. Angelo Badalamenti’s score is evocative as ever, the perfect companion to most of Lynch’s warped presentations. Not his most brilliant music, but some nice moments by any standard.
Lost Highway remains troubling, funny, transient and thought provoking.
OCD, or Obsessive Compulsive Disorder is close to me and the people in my life. Recent theatre I’ve seen and my own work/fundraisers remain in the back of my head. How can we portray this ghastly condition on the stage. Can we truly make people care?
Along comes StammerMouth with an expectedly profound piece, about OCD and those around the people who experience it. Directed by Nerida Bradley with a sharp eye for detail, CHOO CHOO has the snazzy, primary coloured vibe of a 70s children’s programme. Yet, a helping of Don’t Hug Me, I’m Scared and WandaVision peeps through with an angular distortion as the story stagnates. The feelings of isolation and worsening mental states are never far away in an ever increasing bout of anxiety. Both characters of Nye and Duncan have a strong, brotherly bond, leading to some later touching bits. You can only assume they spent lockdown together and this was the catalyst for the entire show.
Nye Russel Thompson (who also wrote the work) has poured his heart out here, the debilitating nature of the disorder constantly compromising his way of life. It’s clear that the condition can convince you making yourself think you’re capable of awful things. A radio set seen on a table spouts bile about a knife next to it and other horrible ideas that are naturally never acted upon. The efforts of fellow performer Duncan Hallis adds a soulful energy to the show, sincere in more sympathetic scenes. Both actors bounce off each other very skilfully, the humour is often solid. Some surreal moments, with dark comebacks remain as highlights.
Much love needs to be sent to Julie Doyle, the BSL interpreter for the evening. Though she was a slight part in the actual drama, she could have been utilised even more, her loitering of downstage right apparent throughout. Some sweet moments came when people in the audience before the show would sign with her, with some bouts of laughter. The set as well is simple and effective, white blocks which change colour work very well in the space. The opening song, heard throughout is such a catchy tune, I’ve yet to get it out of my head (speaking of which, the Kylie scene in a manic ). The song itself is a roll call for both guys, Nye’s slipping out of tune and rhythm due to the descent of his intrusive thoughts.
It’s super to see more theatre being made about mental health, especially after the life altering pandemic, something were not fully out of. I said in another recent review about OCD that “work like this could save lives”. This remains the case with this most recent piece from StammerMouth.
CHOO CHOO! You are not your thoughts continues at Chapter Arts Centre till 23rd July 2022.
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