One of my favourite films is Brief Encounter. this 1945 David Lean classic is just perfection! Celia Johnson plays Laura, a married women who meets Alec in a now iconic 'meet cute'. Laura gets something in her eye and asks for a glass of water in a station waiting room. Luckily Alec, a Doctor, is standing close by and comes to her rescue. This is the start of a dangerous and emotional love affair and the ending of the film breaks my heart every time.
So, it was with ridiculous levels of excitement that I saw the Southbank Centre was presenting Brief Encounter with the London Philharmonic Orchestra. Another element of the film I love is that the music throughout the film is all extracts from Rachmaninov's Piano Concert No. 2 in C minor Op. 18. So the idea of the film and live orchestra was too much to resist!
On entering the Southbank Centre we discovered that there was a pianist playing Noel Coward songs, it was a shame this was not mentioned to ticket holders as my Mum and I would have arrived earlier had we known.
An extra thrill on the night before the screening began was an introduction from Celia Johnson's daughter, Lucy Fleming. It was a treat to hear stories from the set, and I felt honoured to be hearing her speak about her mother. I was already emotional and the film hadn't even started yet.
Firstly the orchestra played the concerto in it's entirety with Leon McCawley on the piano. Then came the film and the orchestra! Although I love the film I have to admit I expected the orchestra to be more present, it may be the acoustics of the hall but it just wasn't as prominant as I had hoped. It wasn't that different from watching the film in a cinema, unfortunately. Another thing I didn't like was other audience members finding parts of the film hysterically funny, moments that aren't funny except from the fact that the film is obviously very dated - having been made in 1945.
All in all the night was great, and I do wish I had dressed up in 1940s clothes as many had! As I left my Mum and I decided to have the cocktail suggested in the programme notes. A cocktail that was publicised as being specially created to accompany this screening. However after asking many members of staff, noone knew about it! Although the staff were all lovely it did leave a slightly anti-climatic feel to an otherwise wonderful evening.
On Thursday
night I found myself walking round Waterloo station trying to find the
mysterious Vaults and the Vault Festival. Eventually stumbling on a graffiti artist’s
heaven I found the right place – it is a brilliant place for a venue as you
feel you’ve discovered a secret that few people know about. Entering the space faced with a maze of
corridors and crazy décor the venue becomes more and more intriguing. Stumbling across an air raid shelter while
trying to find the toilets and with a toy train suspended on the ceiling in the
bar area it is like a mismatched old pub, but much cooler.
But I wasn’t just there to admire these secret tunnels. I wanted to see how In-finite Space had developed
since the Science Museum event – and I was not disappointed! The whole
performance has changed significantly, with only a few recognisable
elements. The jugglers have completely
gone, and so has the literal demonstration of the universe. Instead the show explores your favourite
spaces and you, the audience, contribute your favourite spaces (either physical,
emotional or virtual). The dancers then
take these and work the spaces into their routine.
We are encouraged to tweet our favourite spaces before
entering the performance, as well as during the show. As with anything this participatory, the
performers are relying on the audience.
And at times, it felt that the audience that I was part of weren’t particularly
useful. Tweets of favourite spaces
seemed to keep repeating themselves on the screen and dancers had to repeat
what tweet they were interpreting which was a shame. If the audience had all
tweeted there would have been so much more material on offer. Always a risk I suppose but one that could
pay off had the audience engaged more.
On entering the performance space everyone was given
torches, and encouraged to wander around the dancers positioned around the room,
who appeared to come alive once the torches were pointed at them. I enjoyed this, it felt like an art installation
that you had control over. The show
started with an energetic and exciting dance by two of the dancers – they had
brilliant chemistry and seemed to bounce of each other as they flew around the
room. Particularly funny moments
occurred when they paused and mimicked members of the audience.
The tweets that were sent were very cleverly interpreted. Rather than literally mimicking the actions
described in the space, the dancers created brilliant improvisations that
bought the sensations of those spaces alive. It was also interesting how one of
my spaces was interpreted completely differently to how I felt. I said that one of my favourite spaces is
when you’re on a long train journey, and you’re listening to your favourite
music. For me, that would mean quite
chilled and anthemic music as you’re whizzing through the countryside. However
the dancer who read my tweet obviously thought it meant really upbeat dance
music and proceeded to perform quite a manic dance. Not really what I had considered but fascinating!
Another great thing about seeing other people interpret your thoughts. Overall the social media aspect worked much
better than in the Science Museum show as it was obvious how our tweets were
being used – again just a shame that not all the audience are as engaged.
There were a couple of things from the Science Museum show that I missed, the set and costumes were much more basic and given the fascinating space I think more could have been done. Also, the live beatboxer worked so well at In-finite Space #1 I was disappointed to see he wasn't back. The music was good but it lacked the thrill of being created right in-front of you.
Overall IJAD have done it again – created a performance that
completely engaged and excited me in a unique venue. I can’t wait for the next one.
Back in October I was fortunate enough to spend some time with the phenomenal dance company - IJAD. I was following the progress of their new performance, Infinite Space, which was to be performed at the Science Museum as part of their Space Late. I loved seeing the progress from initial rehearsals, when the performers saw the space for the first time, through to the final dress rehearsals and the performances on the night. I felt privileged to be part of such an exciting creative process, and in awe of the talent of the dancers and the vision of Artistic Director Joumana Mourad. So it was with great delight that I spotted IJAD on the VAULT Festival programme.
VAULT Festival is only in it's second year, it all takes place in the labyrinth of tunnels underneath Waterloo, this alone is enough to intrigue me. It has a really varied programme, and you can also go at any time just to explore - something I will definitely have to do in the next week. Put VAULT Festival and the promise of IJAD returning with Infinite Space - evolved since it's premiere at the Science Museum back in October - together and I'm jumping out of my seat to make sure I'm there.
I'm really intriguied to see how the show has developed, and especially how they will develop the way Twitter is intergrated with the performance. Looking at their current Twitter activity they are again asking questions to make you ponder life and the universe - so it will be interesting to see how these answers are made part of the performance.
As they say on their website - Just find #InfiniteReach on Twitter and we’ll travel the cosmos together. Add your creative thoughts like shooting stars across IJAD’s constellation and watch how your words alter the performance making each night unique. Experience the dynamic vastness and cataclysmic expanse of The Everything.
You can read about my past IJAD experiences here on this blog. Here's a few of my highlights from the rehearsals for the last performance of Infinite Space and thanks again to Asemic for the music.
This week I’ve finally manage to see two shows I’ve always
wanted to see. The Lion King, thanks to
a very generous birthday gift from my boyfriend and War Horse (although this
was a live streaming in a cinema I’m still counting it).
I said I wasn’t going to review The Lion King, but I can’t
resist a little comment…I had high expectations for the show and wasn’t
disappointed. The whole thing is a
spectacle of colour, costume and dance.
It’s a very slick and clever show, as you’d expect from such a long
running West End success story. I was
particularly impressed at the way Mufasa’s death was staged. The best part of the show was the music, and
not the big hits everyone knows from the film, but the incidental music. The harmonies of some of the more tender
choral moments were goosebump making! I particularly liked 'One by One’ performed
immediately after the interval, the cast wore colourful costume and performed
this stunning choral piece, making me forget all about the gin & tonic in
my hand. There are six different
African languages in the show, and in the words of the programme “Africa (is) at
the heart of the production”, with the music bringing Africa to the West
End.
The only thing I want to get off my chest is how badly
behaved the audience were. A constant
level of noise was in the theatre, with people talking at normal volume and
people eating everywhere! And, to top it
off, people started clapping along during Hakuna Matata – one of my biggest pet
hates. Why can’t audiences just watch something, and take it in, without
joining in? Especially when people can’t
clap in time and continue when dialogue is taking place over the song. Maybe that’s the problem with shows that
become tourist attractions in their own right?
Most audiences are there to tick it off their to do in London checklist,
rather than because they want to see amazing theatre. Having said that the buzz of excitement as
Circle of Life began and all the animals came into the theatre was something I
won’t forget!
Last night I headed to the Curzon Cinema in Chelsea to see
the National Theatre’s live streaming of War Horse. I’ve wanted to see War
Horse for a long time, however looking to go recently the tickets are not
cheap. So when I spotted that it was
being streamed to the cinema, for a much more do-able price, I was in buying my
tickets immediately. I’ve seen a Jamie
Cullum gig streamed to a cinema before, which was weird at first but then you
get used to it. This was much the same,
at first you’re very conscious you’re watching a theatre through a screen,
however once the enchanting and heart-wrenching story of War Horse begins I was
completely immersed. The play is truly incredible;
it’s amazing how quickly you forget you’re watching a puppet and feel affection
for Joey. I especially liked how they
don’t ever hide the fact that the horses are puppets, the costumes of the
puppeteers aren’t particularly hiding them although do match the colours of the
horse. With hardly any set, it really is
a treat for the power of the imagination, whatever your age. I was transported to a variety of locations
from scenic Devon to the horror of the trenches through simple props and
lighting – and of course the power of the story itself taking you to these
locations.
The story is powerful and heart wrenching. Billy raises Joey from a foal and they build
a powerful bond, which we see is unbreakable.
Joey is sold to the Army and the two are split, this play tells the
story of the two characters individual war experiences and the ending is so
emotional I’m welling up just thinking about it. It is a beautiful story and left my Mum and I
in tears. As if the performance itself
wasn’t special enough, at the end Joey himself entered the cinema! Everyone
burst into excited applause; it was a privilege to be there and meet Joey. I think it may be the closest I’ve ever been
to a horse! Everyone was commenting on how real he seemed, and as he walked
around the cinema amongst a sea of camera phones and people trying to stroke him,
he just showed how extraordinary a creation he is.
NT Live is a great idea, bringing live theatre to cinemas.
However I didn’t like the interval feature, it was behind the scenes videos,
showing behind the scenes footage and interviews. This would be great to see at the end of the
show, or a few days later. But seeing this in the middle of the show slightly
broke the magic that had been cast over the cinema, particularly as the clips
showed parts of the play we had not yet even seen!
I’ve had such a great week seeing these two productions, and
next week promises to be just as exciting as I return to see IJAD perform at Vault Festival (a post about
this will follow soon!)
I can't believe it's been 2 months since my last blog post! Oops! For those of you who think I've been slacking, I am excited to say I've been writing theatre reviews for Everything Theatre. Seeing more theatre than I've ever seen and loving it (even the slightly less polished shows .. ) Have a look at http://everything-theatre.co.uk - they have a shiny new website too! But tonight I was back at the theatre independently, and still felt compelled to write this review … enjoy.
Leaving Blurred Lines I felt a
range of emotions. But the main one was anger, anger that in 2014 a play such
as this has to exist. Has to highlight and powerfully portray issues so many
women have to deal with. Reading the programme I learnt some horrific
statistics about women, some that I already knew such as women still earning on
average 15% less than men. What I didn't know however was that domestic abuse
causes more death and disability amongst women aged between 16 and 44 than
cancer or traffic accidents.
The show is made up of various
scenarios women face and comments on these by other cast. The all women
cast are outstanding. Made up of a few familiar faces, they are all
strong and admirable women dedicating just over an hour each night to making
sure such an important message is heard. With the overall message seeming
to simply be – this is NOT ok.Discussing
her book, The Equality Illusion (which is now on my reading list), Kat Banyard
states that "Gender inequality affects women from the moment they wake up
to the minute they go to bed" and a lot of us probably don’t even realise
it.
Nick Payne has been my favourite
playwright ever since 'Constellations' last year, which still gives me chills
when I think about it. And he proves himself yet again with ‘Blurred
Lines’ which he co-created with Carrie Cracknell. The fact that a man can
so eloquently and powerfully create a show about feminism just shows that you
don't need to be a woman to be a feminist. You just need to believe in equal
rights for women. It's as simple as that!
References to the song Blurred
Lines pop up throughout this show, and other modern pop stereotypes are
explored with the cast highlighting the inappropriate messages that many modern
pop songs send out. Usually without us realising, yes I am guilty of
singing along to Blurred Lines when it came on the radio for the millionth time
last year, but I felt uncomfortable seeing some younger members of the audience
still dance to the song when it played as we left. A particularly
powerful moment for me was when the cast were singing a generic pop/rap song with
explicit lyrics.The typical dancers
dance routine turned into scenes of women being attacked and then back to the
dance. It doesn't take much imagination to see this happening in real
music videos. There were some incredibly intense moments regarding
domestic abuse and rape. A particularly powerful moment was when one
character is attacked by a man, she then stops the action as though an actress
on a film set. The crew/actors slowly re-do the scene so that she slowly
changes outfits into something more revealing, wearing huge heels. I
don't think I need to explain this any further!
Although there were references to
rape and assault which were uncomfortable to watch, other issues covered
included women with families in the workplace, highlighting the more
“everyday” effects of sexism. We see a women being confronted by
colleagues, one of whom is also a women. The confrontation starts by
commenting on another colleagues discomfort at seeing baby sick on her back and
leads to her being torn apart regarding her commitment to the job.
Comments about other colleagues (male) who manage even though they have
three kids slowly wear her down until she rightly stands up for herself.
Although having a family would obviously change your life, the complete
disrespect for women who choose both which I've heard of is ridiculous.
There are obviously the Dads who play their part, but the statistics
prove this is not the norm - 30,000 women are sacked in the UK each year just
for being pregnant. I still remember the day my English teacher told me
that she would always take off her wedding ring before a job interview ... I
doubt this is something men have to consider.
I still feel slightly in awe of
what I've just seen, despite my anger that gender inequality is still so
prevalent in everyday life, this play is another step in the right direction at
highlighting the issues and showing we're not going to stand for it.