Showing posts with label Kaitlyn Clare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kaitlyn Clare. Show all posts

09 December 2012

What Melbourne loved in 2012, part 2

Today's artists sharing their favourite moments of 2012 are Penelope Bartlau, Nick Pelomis and Kaitlyn Clare.

Penelope Bartlau
artistic director of Barking Spider Visual Theatre

PENELOPE: My favourite moment was one that recurred: People telling their own stories through different theatre arts experiences.

"Even though your Littel you can have big idears." This was from an 8-year-old girl who, with her four siblings and her dad, had lived in a car until three years ago. She said this at the end of our (Barking Spider's) Extended School Residency this year. Art has the power to transform.


SM: Sometimes the best shows don't get SM reviews, Barking Spider's The Memorandium was one of them.  Nostalgic, disconcerting and beautiful, a stageful of treasures and junk was used to trigger memories. As the audience shared their memories, Penelope told stories that included the memories and the object that started it. With our own memories at the heart of the stories, I suspect that one day we'll be telling her tales as our own. I remembered ironing floral hankies to fit into my school uniform pocket, my grandma's reluctance to use anything "good" and that a wooden spoon was a threat (never carried out) when I was little.  But, being a borderline hoarder, my favourite moment was rummaging through the backstage room that was filled with everything that couldn't fit on the stage. When I got home, I filled a box with stuff to go to the Salvos.

Oh, and her wedding was pretty special too.

Nick Pelomis
acteur

NICK: I adored Margaret Fulton and Persona; both beautifully realised and brought to life. And I'm not being biased, but I also loved Miracle Man and Golden Dragon (ok maybe I am biased!*). Personally, doing Pornography at State Theatre in Adelaide was pretty special – amazing play and playmates! Nice to work with Dan (Clarke) again too. 

SM: I didn't get to see Nick perform this year – boo. I would have loved to have seen Pornography, but it clashed with the Melbourne Festival. My favourite moment though was talking about cats one night at Theatre Works. I was can't remember why we were there because I'd euthanised my beloved cat that week, but Nick made me feel OK about being heartbroken over her loss.

* Being married to the director doesn't mean you have to like the work they do, so no bias even considered.

Kaitlyn Clare
actor 


KAITLYN: Reflecting on 2012, I have to say first and foremost how fortuitously blessed I feel and how deeply grateful I am for the incredible people who've thus far contributed to my personal and professional education. Truly.

To narrow it all down to one highlight, much contemplation has led me to the experience of working with Robert Draffin on my graduating production, The Flayed. He challenged, nurtured and respected me physically, emotionally and artistically through what was one of the most exhausting processes I've ever had the honour of partaking in. He trusted me with the gift of freedom and inspired in me a genuine fearlessness I'd never before felt – a secret weapon that enabled me to endure industrial chains and quite literally pop my veins, and to release energies I hadn't realised were simmering inside me. He's a unique genius with an essence not dissimilar to Gene Wilder's incarnation of Willy Wonka and, aside from Robert Reid, he's one director I'd be content to work with exclusively for the rest of my life.
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SM: Kaitlyn made sure that I was at one of my favourite theatre moments of the year: Brynne Edelston's acting debut in MKA's Tinkertown. That so wasn't the moment. It was standing outside of Theatre Works on a hot summer night (with KC) watching Brynne walk out. She didn't talk to us and we didn't  talk to her; it was like a meeting of different species who weren't quite sure if the other were real.

Forgetting that Brynne had a handbag that cost more than what everyone watching was wearing, that her skin is a colour not seen in nature and her tits so huge that I wonder if anyone has ever looked her in the eye, it was the amount of effort she'd made to walk from dressing room to car. The photo-shoot make up, the styled hay-like Barbie hair, the matching clothes (I love that she wore all black to fit in with the theatre crowd), the towering heels and a dress that meant there was no way she could sit with her legs apart on such a sweaty night. 

And there's me. I would have put a handful of product in my hair to calm the frizz, but it was pink and black and probably showing some grey. I was wearing my $10 bright pink wedge heel Crocs from the outlet store and maybe something I'd bought at Target on a 20% off day. There's no way I'd have bothered with make up on such a hot night, the chances that my legs were waxy smooth are zero, the only hint of colour on my skin is freckles and hair, and I need a bra to keep my breasts in place.

We stared at Brynne like she was a freak; no wonder she ran off. Now, I really wish that we'd made the effort to make first contact. Although I know I would have stared at her tits.

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07 June 2012

The lost reviews: Seven Stories, The Heretic and Everynight Everynight

Some reviews fell into a black hole a few weeks ago. (Dull tale: sick ...)

But here are some quickies and links to some far-superior discussions.

Seven Stories
Written and performed by Vyom Sharma
11 May
Chapel off Chapel
sevenstorieslive.com



Seven Stories leaves you believing in the magic of story.

Vyom Sharma is a magician. I don't know how he does is it and I've watched Breaking the Magicians Code on the telly. His sleight of hand and misdirection create genuine gasps of amazement, but he real magic is in his story telling.

Rejecting the sparklie jackets and ridiculous assistants of old school tricksters, Vyom's revelation is an intimate night of tales from his life and tellings of some that he never forgot. Each is connected to an impressive trick, but director Celeste Cody (Attic Erratic) ensures that the magic is enhanced by the way it's told and musican (Stephanie Spiers) develops the atmosphere and acts as a savvy help when needed.

Celeste has also directed Vyom in a  A Modern Deception (I finally go to see the trick I missed) and together they are re-creating stage magic and letting us see why it deception is so popular.

There were only four performances of Seven Stories at Chapel off Chapel, but it'll be back. It's a show that's still developing (I'd like to see Stephanie have a more active role) and it might pop up in the Fringe.


The Heretic
MTC
17 May
Sumner Theatre
mtc.com.au
to 17 June


MTC gives us another play about a middle aged academic who has problems with her gen Y offspring. This one has bonus with jokes about climate change politics because we don't want subscribers to think that all artists are lefty hippies.

Surely Mel Gibson is enough to prove the diversity.

The best thing about it was the wonderful Noni Hazlehurst. Watching Noni on stage is worth a dreary script. She's knows that the truth of a believable performance is all about those 'no-line' parts of the scene that show you react to those around you. Think about life. Do we judge people by what they say or by how they react to what we say?

Having a BA and having worked in the arts faculty of a couple of our big unis, I got the act 1 academic references and even had a giggle at the in-joke reality about how unis are changing.  If you love a staff-room-ready anecdote about Earth Science being the new Media Studies, which was the new Psychology, which was the new Sociology, you'll understand where the writer comes from. But jokes for those in the know do little for the story or make us care for the people in it.

Act 2 has a lot more action, but couldn't decide if it was a tense thriller or a luxury living room comedy. And there was a riveting scene of watching people look at computers.

For a much better read, here are Alison's and Richard's discussions.

Everynight Everynight
Frank Theatre Company
9 May
Gasworks


In 1978 Ray Mooney wrote about his experiences of the institutionalised violence Pentridge Prison. It's not one to see if you live in Pentridge today – the prison is now a posh housing estate – as you'll never sleep peacefully again.

With a terrific cast, and as a piece of our theatre and our social history, Everynight, Everynight was fascinating – and has more "cunts" than the comedy festival – but as a piece of contemporary storytelling, I felt distanced and kept tripping up on the script's inconsistencies and searching for something to help me understand the bigger picture.

But Mooney wasn't writing a piece of arty contemporary theatre; he was doing what he could to share the hell that he lived though.

Best discussion I read about it was Cameron's

07 October 2011

FRINGE review: Fourplay

Fourplay
Vicious Fish
2 October 2011
fortyfivedownstairs
to 9 October



As the fortyfivedownstairs program continues to bring us companies who know how important it is to tell our stories and are willing to take the kind of risks that create amazing theatre, Scott Gooding's happy ending for Vicious Fish's Belbel Project is a satisfying hour of Fourplay.

A long-term couple wanting change have a remarkably cool new bed.  With crisp purple sheets and geek-perfect proportions, it's ready to break in – but they don't want to fuck with destiny, so he invites a hot young man and she invites a hot young woman...

Now, before anyone gets excited about watching bored middle-class swingers, know that Fourplay's far more interesting and that the only writer resorting to cheap puns is me.

Catalan-Spanish playwright Sergei Belbel wrote his first plays in the 80s and has been Artistic Director of The National Theatre of Catalonia since 2005. Vicious Fish is the champion of his work in Australia, having presented four of his translated works.

Form and structure are as much a part of Belbel's storytelling as character and plot.  Fourplay's time line alternates and scenes repeat from different perspectives with new information. This forces the audience to actively play in the onstage games and to continually re-think what they believe is happening. There's no passive watching with Belbel.

And while I love how this makes us really engage with the text, the brilliance of the Jenga-winning structure can create distance from the stories of the characters (Gooding, Michael Argus, Kaitlyn Clare, Liza Dennis) and distract from the humour that pumps the heart of the work.

With four people wanting to use the bed for more than a nanna nap, there's potential for farce, but Belbel is far darker and tempers their play time with uncomfortable laughs that feel really good once you get used to them and accept just how reactionary tits can be.

I've recently seen a lot of very funny shows where audiences seem afraid to laugh in case it isn't meant to be funny. If you think it's funny, the people creating it probably do as well; so, please have a glass of wine if it helps and enjoy Fourplay.

This review originally appeared on AussieTheatre.com