In the spirit of interdisciplinarism (I just made that up), Matt and I decided to check out a NON-musical event at FESMAN, so we went to a South African production called "Silent Voice," at the Daniel Sorano Theatre downtown (the theatre was built for the original 1966 FESMAN). I think I liked the play more than Matt did. Or maybe it's just that we aren't particularly active theatre-goers so it felt like a nice novelty. But neither of us thought it was particularly amazing - we'd give it maybe a B-.
At any rate, the play was about 4 bandits and how they came to be bandits in the first place. Their backstories unfolded as they were in flight after a robbery-gone-wrong. A few things were somewhat offputting: 1) any "extras" (hostages, casualties, etc) were cream-colored, faceless, floppy cloth dolls. Just tubes with limbs. 2) the exaggerated fleeing movements would change character every so often but never seemed to coordinate into anything choreographed like dance, or into anything more literal, like, say, running.
But the backstories were still interesting, and at some point the bandits realized they'd been had, and that one of their own was a traitor. So then you had to try to figure out who was the inside-guy, the undercover cop. SPOILER ALERT: in the end, three out of the four died in a final shoot-out, including the cop, and the last held his hands up to get taken into custody. The End.
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