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Thursday, 31 May 2018

Review - The Bleeding Tree

The Bleeding Tree

Written by
Angus Cerini

Director - Lee Lewis
Composer - Steve Toulmin
Designer - Renée Mulder
Lighting Designer - Verity Hampson

Cast
Paula Arundell, Brenna Harding, Sophie Ross

Fairfax Studio
15 – 19 May 2018

At the heart of The Bleeding Tree is the question of why, as neighbours and friends, do we turn a blind eye to the perpetration of domestic violence.  It is an extraordinary work of ‘high art,’ with rich integrity.  Superb craftsmanship is skillfully fused together by Director Lee Lewis.

The Bleeding Tree commences with an abrupt change of atmosphere, brutally, bringing the audience into the pitiless world of a desperate story.

I’m not giving away any secrets by quoting the press release:  The only issue now is disposing of the body.”  This tells us there has been a death, but what happens next is pretty wild, wacky and unexpected.  The production is darkly imbued with an Australian Gothic sensibility. 

Three women portray, a Mother (Paula Arundell), and, her two daughters (Brenna Harding and Sophie Ross) who live on a desolate and fairly isolated country property.  We witness a grim and gruesome incident perpetrated by the Mother.   Subsequently as events unfold we better understand the cause and the overall situation.   We are perhaps not inclined to judge, as there seems to be, little room, or need, for remorse or regret.

The story is told partly through the stilted personal language of the three women and partly through the voices of visiting neighbours.   The girl’s responses to, and sharp asides about, these intrusions, are very telling.

Writer Angus Cerini’s poetic language, that at times even rhymes, does much to create atmosphere and convey the intimacy of the relationship between the three.  When just talking amongst themselves they use a kind of stilted abbreviated language.   This also suggests isolation.   Indeed, these three women have been isolated by a powerful, controlling man.

The acting is superb and all three actors are deeply convincing as they represent the essence of what it is to be relentlessly tormented and afraid of ferocious violence. 

Each also takes on personas of visiting men to startling effect.  Paula Arundell most particularly displays extraordinary vocal versatility in speaking as a rough but caring bloke.  It is easy to she why she is a Helpmann recipient for this performance.  She shines but so do Harding and Ross as they very convincingly embody young girls.

Cerini’s words paint strikingly vivid and memorable visual imagery.

Lighting (Verity Hampson) at times bright and at others shadowy endows the story with added dimension.

Designer Renee Mulder has stripped everything back.   The three actors work on a bare stage, which is partially raised in tiers and painted with a floral carpet like design.  The costuming feels timeless and is perhaps indicative of the 1950s or 60s or 80s.   The two young girls have that grubby look of neglected or indeed abused children.

Sound (Steve Toulmin), at first deeply disturbing and insidious white noise, is later used in various ways to assist in creating assorted atmospheres and imagery.

As I watched I was continually referring to my memories of Cerini’s work Animals, Directed by Susie Dee and presented in November 2016 at Theatre Works.  Both are extraordinary pieces of Theatre that very bravely explore issues around the social problem of domestic abuse.

An extraordinary work for six voices - or three voices, six characters that are richly embodied in this marvelous production. 

Strong and timely.


Suzanne Sandow
(For Stage Whispers)

Thursday, 29 June 2017

Review - Revolt. She Said. Revolt Again

Image by Pia Johnson
Revolt.  She Said.  Revolt Again.
By Alice Birch

Directed by Janice Muller
Set and Costume Design - Marg Horwell
Lighting Design - Emma Valente
Sound, Composition and AV Design - James Brown
Stage Manager – Tia Clarke

Cast:  Elizabeth Esguerra, Ming-Zhu Hii, Belinda McClory, Gareth Reeves and Sophie Ross.

Malthouse
Merlyn Theatre
16 June – 9 July

This is vital Theatre - the type that demands you think and feel at the same time. 

The first three scenes are staged in a box that is neat and contained and used to denote several indoor settings.  There is much to laugh about in each of these incidents.  In all three we get to witness a perfectly rational and charming young woman speaking from a perspective that completely destabilizes very deep-rooted social moors around sex, marriage and work.  Words are used to describe what is generally unspoken and, in fact, largely unacknowledged. 

Image by Pia Johnson
Later this box-like space is disrupted, one could even say violated.  It ultimately becomes troublesome and even aggressively hostile itself in the chaotic and large space of the whole stage of the Merlyn. 

Director Janice Muller’s management of the material is marvelously effective and Marg Horwell’s intuitive design of set and costumes complementary and enhancing.  Everything moves quickly and effectively with great energy.

What starts out as a clear coherent disruption of the sex act (Sophie Ross and Gareth Reeves), a marriage proposal (Gareth Reeves and Ming-Zhu Hii)  and a boss - worker relationship (Belinda McCory and Elizabeth Esguerra) becomes a masterfully managed crazy collage of ideas and allusions.   Although I am not sure how many of these are consciously graspable.  

Then comes a description of a woman stripping in a supermarket isle  and lying on the floor amongst a messy slather of destroyed watermelons, ready to willingly accept any violation.   Things feel as though they have gone too far – as though we as women have accepted/allowed too much.

Stunning performances from actors who touch emotional chords in us even in the crazy messiest moments of the staging of the most anarchic parts of this work.

Belinda McCory gives a very striking performance as the brittle character of the female boss who just cannot make it easier for the young worker (Elizabeth Esguerra) to live a more balanced life.  She is also curiously disturbing as the inadequately mothered, inadequate mother of a desperately troubled child.  This scene looks at the tragedy of unhappy and unsuccessful mothering, disrupting any notion that all women are cut out to be mothers.

As audience I laughed a lot but also felt a cliff hanging sense of futility and experienced a distress akin to being plunged into a bottomless pit of desperation.  But all is not in vein and somehow after feeling that one has been pulled backwards through a bramble bush and left out to dry there is a highly cathartic reward of recognition. 

It feels like another step on the journey to find and connect with a truly ‘feminine’ voice.


Suzanne Sandow
(For Stage Whispers)