Poster from PETA
Theatrical plays aren't really in my usual list of activities for a weekend, but art somehow fascinates me that no matter how inferior I am when it comes to interpreting movements that bear no words or a steady script, but instead rhythms and sounds that are in tune with beats that change as scenes progress. I call activities such as sitting too silently pretentious and unbearable as I am used to 'not watching stiffly', I guess. Gods, how I hate the silence each time, thus when it fills the crowd, I either break it or join it by falling on a deep slumber (I once fell asleep in CCP while a lady with such a nice falsetto tries to serenade everyone - not proud of that).
But I've been involved with people who can appreciate the beauty of movements while being silent as a wall, hence this activity. It's very different from my usual films, and so here's a review.
Strong Boy, Deaf Boy, and A Girl in an Abaya
This first part was brought to us by the Philippine Educational Theater Association. This was written by Palanca Hall of Famer Nicolas Pichay. Quick background story: this is about how three kids struggle to survive in Yolanda (Haiyan) tragedy.
Before the show, I was terribly distracted, to be honest. Everywhere around me were people who seem lively and interested, and my two friends were right there, talking as if their topics can never have an ending. Then I'm just there, checking out the ceiling, the lights, the temperature, and just sighing as if I'm the world's most problematic person. My friends tried to engage me but I'm just too not there.
Then the beats began and the lights went out except those that were focused on the stage. Dancing artists appeared from the backstage wearing black pieces of clothing. What distracted me from my distractions earlier were the way their eyes were like so focused you feel as though there's something they see that you don't. And in that moment, I've found myself engaged in every move and every shadow on the stage.
It gives that unique feeling, it was as if you're being opened by something that's powerful and interesting. The actors weren't really trying to put up a play, they're trying to let you know something that is too difficult to ignore.
Did everyone do a great job? Oh yes. Yes, especially that scene with Deaf Boy on top of the bamboos. I know it's hard to balance when you're on top of something that's narrow and moving (cheerleading days), so it must've been hella scary during the rehearsals. And the strongest feeling I've felt was during the Girl in an Abaya's moment with the villain who had a long stick, and she crawled underneath it, as if implying how the one who can whip can take advantage of anyone who can't steal the whipping tool. It was so sad I cursed under my breath (you can't exactly yell in theaters).
After those minutes watching them, I was alive again and then I started talking to my friends haha.
Ayanasu (Woven)
This one's by the Dora Theater Company (Japanese). Quick background story: this is about a family's journey after the 2011 tsunami.
Here's a pic taken by my friend:
The play was at first, comedic and normal that if you've watched lots of Japanese films, you'd really see their culture in every move, until the music changed to what sounds like mellow and depicting a harsh downfall.
The actors were really really really cute, haha. They were so good in using every muscle on their faces that if they smiled, you'd see the funny side. But at the same time, they were amazing because when things were sad, they were so consistent about it. And if those faces can't get you to feel anything, you should try seeing a doctor.
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All in all the experience was fun. I used to be in theater, did you know? Haha, it's so nostalgic in a way even if the plays I did had lines and weren't in any way silent.
After the show, we headed home. It was raining a bit, and I was tired very much, but when I reached my bed, I decided I didn't want to sleep and instead, write this.
P.S. I would like to thank The Japan Foundation Manila for sponsoring our VIP Tickets.