So that’s it folks! All over. Done and dusted. World Theatre Festival for 2012 has been and gone.
We’ve had dramas, we’ve had comedies. We’ve had incestuous, homosexual and heterosexual undertones. We’ve been under the sea, in the studio and at a press conference. We’ve travelled all over the planet without leaving the Powerhouse. (Much cheaper way to do it.)
Here’s a wrap up of my most favourite moments of the last two weeks – and why I’m going to have Brisbane Powerhouse withdrawals.
IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER.
Highlight #1 – Talking to Dave Armstrong (in person!)I had conducted email interviews, tweeted and interacted in various technological ways with Mr Armstrong, but can you believe that finally, post-performance and at a BBQ with the cast, I was able to speak in person to the scribe. It was great to be able to chat about Where We Once Belonged once I had finally viewed its contents, his bubbly demeanour and enthusiastic answers to my uneducated questions making it a truly memorable moment. Where We Once Belonged was a fantastic start to the festival and fulfilled every hope I’d had.
Highlight #2 – Looking out across the Brisbane Powerhouse during the finale of Elephant Gun I saw balloons floating across the sky, lab-coated scientists sitting down in the park with picnic blankets, lab-coated scientists riding bikes and lab-coated scientists dancing. And ME dancing. Who would have thought. It was one of those moments that just conjured up genuine joy and childlike excitement, knowing that scanning the area would turn up some activity I hadn’t noticed. In a word, it was such a fun process.
Highlight #3 – The Method Gun. Period.I knew it was going to be awesome. But it doesn’t detract at all from the experience of being presented with such…awesomeness. Easy to follow and hilarious to view, this was my favourite show of the festival. The idea of the ‘Method’ is just so fascinating, and I’m actually really glad I was able to watch some of the activities in action. Crying practice made me cry – with laughter. Kissing practice made me cry – with laughter. And the nothing if not inventive use of helium balloons inspired more than a few chuckles. Plus – it’s one I’m able to quote in a Texan accent. Winning! The cast were fabulous and the technical aspects were breathtaking (still don’t want to ruin it. Sorry!)
Highlight #4 – The incestuous AND hilarious surprise that was A Spectacular of Sorts
9 days. 9 days the cast had been rehearsing. And they created one of my favourite shows of the festival. Incredible. So what a streamer was flung right at my chest? So what they may have been cousins? So what? I fell in love with A Spectacular of Sorts mainly because I had absolutely no idea of details pertaining to the plot, set, or anything for that matter. It was such a revelation that when the full show is presented at LaBoite you can bet your bottom dollar I’ll be there. The two leads were absolutely perfect and I quite simply enjoyed every second.
Highlight #5 – Cast members bustin’ a move to MEN.
Whilst I was indeed bustin’ my OWN moves to the beats of JD Samson and crew, there was a moment where I turned my head slightly to the right and gaped my mouth a little wider. The Rude Mechs (The Method Gun) were moving in ways I never thought possible (lots of elbows – going to steal that one), along with the boys from Bunny, the Brisbane Powerhouse crew AND if I’m not mistaken the lovely eyes from The Lady From The Sea. All groovin’ together. A moment of pure and unadulterated awesome. All EXCELLENT dancers I’ll have you know. That goes for JD Samson too. May have immediately stolen some of her fantastic moves.
AND NOW FOR THE SENTIMENTAL STUFF.
The last two weeks have been incredible – seeing shows I wouldn’t have otherwise, meeting people I wouldn’t have otherwise, and generally having a criminally good time. I’ve learnt that Bar Alto’s pizzas are divine (I haven’t been asked to plug that, honest), that no-one cares how you dance at the Turbine Platform and I’ve also learnt I have a new appreciation for theatre from far-off lands. Sometimes it’s easy to forget international culture when you see so much internalised Australian theatre (not that there’s anything wrong with that.) It makes the options so much more exciting, and the possibilities forever endless.
Cheers, to everyone.