Don't get me wrong, I've seen lots of show between Jan 1 and now. So many that I can't even remember them all. I just spent the last hour filtering through all my crap (we're moving soon) and throwing away all my programs. So I'll just list some highlights that still stick in my memory.
At HERE's Culturemart:
The South Wing's The Gospel According to Jack Vitrolo

I also saw Faye Driscoll's 837 Venice Boulevard which was an easy to watch exploration of identity, perception and media. Again, really great performers, really funny.

Speaking of Church, which I saw again at the Public for Under the Radar, it was going through a rough spell. Several injuries suffered by the cast made me anxious to watch them try to execute movement. The show didn't quite have the electric sparkle it did at PS122, partially due to the way the theater felt -- cavernous.
Other things at UtR:
Michel Melamed is this Brazilian performance artist who I guess is friends with the Enrique Diaz of the Cia Dos Atores, a company I thought was so brilliant. I went to see Michel's show Regurgitophagy. He was set up a prisoner on-stage with electro-shock shackles attached to his limbs. It was very hard for me to sit through this show...

There was also NO DICE's Poetics: A Ballet Brute was very cute. Except what's up with these big group surprise endings? I find it heartwarming that this generation of seemingly glib, "so over it" "hip" artists are opting for joyful life-affirming endings and all, but somehow seeing this show, and CHURCH, in the same theater, made me feel a bit queasy. But seriously that bearded guy is a freaking amazing performer.

Gosh what else. There was the new Richard Foreman show... I dunno. His work, esp since he started working with projections seems more diluted every year.

There was the Romeo Castelucci's Hey Girl! which people were going ape-shit over. Overall I felt like I was beaten over the head with clunky ideas about women/femininity throughout history. There was Joan of Arc kind of, and she was beaten up by a gang of 30 Montclair University male students. And then there was a black woman who was mostly like naked, and chained up... OK i did fall asleep in the middle. But that's not to say there wasn't some cool-ass shit. Like the consistently and continually dripping goop and dripped so elegantly off the operating table for 70 minutes. And the crazy laser beam. Oh gosh I guess "you had to be there."
I'm about to start rehearsals for oph3lia so I won't be seeing much theater for a while, in fact I haven't gone to see a show since Hey Girl!, probably... But pls check out my other website if you haven't seen it already. www.knifeinc.org
Signing off.
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thanks for the shout out. love reading your thoughts.
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