On Becoming a Reviewer

Theatrius, a review website for plays, has added me to their team! Exciting doesn’t quite fit the elation of receiving free tickets to plays you most want to see, free parties that accompany “Press Nights,”discussing the play’s value with other theatre reviewers—who possess a huge repertoire of plays at their fingertips and can pull any play for comparison from their creative minds.

Thanks to the mentoring of Barry Horwitz, creator of Theatrius, I’m seeing plays with a different eye, allow myself to unite thoughts and feelings I experience during the play, and produce an essay, of sorts, that can enlighten theatregoers on the relevance of the play to today’s world and people. In “Stomp,” below, I emphasized the drums as the heartbeat of humanity, and draw the reader into how the play, the noise, grew from a primordial single beat to the birth of a community.

I thought I would share my second review: We keep our views to 500ish words. Many reviews go on and on and on. Theatrius gives you the quick pulse and breath of plays. TRY US.  www.theatrius.com

“Stomp” Plays the Heartbeat of Humanity, at ACT, S.F.

“Stomp” Plays the Heartbeat of Humanity, at ACT, S.F.

Cresswell & McNicholas Create Community with Sound

by Patricia L. Morin

The long running New York hit show “Stomp” introduces us to a group of eight street-wise percussionists and mimes, six men and two women, dressed mainly in rags. The floor-to-ceiling, two level stage sets the mood—filled with thousands of instruments and household tools, along with traffic signs, car parts, and brooms.

I love “Stomp”!

It’s visceral. The raucous street sounds touch the primordial streak that connects humanity. We can feel the pounding in our solar plexus—everyone in the Geary Theater feels it, at the same moment.

The sounds sometimes culminate in a harmony of loud beats or a cacophony of clashing garbage cans—while the performers dance in syncopation. The swishing invitation of the lone broom holder attracts more broom holders. They begin striking the brooms in a complex rhythm of bangs and movement.

In one scene, Cade Slattery, dressed in slacks and shirt with a hat, is sitting on a stool reading a newspaper alone. He is soon crowded by his newspaper-reading friends. A chorus of newspaper tapping and scrunching breaks out.

When high on the second level, the lights dim, I, too, sway on a thin thread of rope with the performers, beating the many sized drums. My heart pulsates with the deafening bangs. The drums speak to us. The pounding of an orange industrial garbage pail unites us in fellow-feeling, as Joyce Joyner wields a hammer handle. Joyner’s beat resonates with an African festival dance amidst a chorus of sound.

Invited by the leader, Jordon Brooks, into the performance, the audience responds. Brooks claps, we clap in reply. He snaps his fingers, we snap our fingers, too. He claps multiples times, and we communicate. A conversation has started, the community has reached out and we join them in acceptance.

An hour-and-forty-five minutes fly by in seconds. I am amazed Phillip Meyer’s complex use of lighting to change the mood.  Co-Directors Luke Cresswell and Neil Tiplady awe us with eight performers in constant motion, flinging items at each other, dancing, and then catching and banging them on the floor. Amazing.

Do not miss the opportunity to be WOWED! “Stomp” reignites the deep, resonating heartbeat of our tribal ancestors, uniting diverse peoples. “Stomp” reconnects us to a universal pulse.

“Stomp” by Luke Cresswell &  Steve McNicholas, directed by Luke Cresswell &  Neil Tiplady, at A.C.T., The Geary Theater,  San Francisco, through Sunday, November 10, 2019. Info: act-sf.org

Cast: Jordon Brooks, Joshua Cruz, Jonathon Elkins, Jasmine Joyner, Alexis Juliano, Riley Korrell, Cary Lamb Jr., Serena Morgan, Artis Olds, Sean Perman, Ivan Salazar, and Cade Slattery.

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