On Saturday I went to see THE DOOR STATION WINDSOR, Julie Vincent, The Gate Sanchez (Sanchez de Bustamante 1034, tel 4863 2848). Saturday 20.30 pm The other, the same
Dr. Virgilio Apollo Angel Ramirez, my father, is full of recurring jokes drawn from everyday life and, above all, familiar. They are shaped like little anecdotes that rescue a phrase, a name, an attitude. The repeated throughout, say, a decade. Back in the eighties I used to count the Avelino and Aunt Norma (husband and wife, my mother's cousin). It was very simple. Someone, anyone, more food offered Avelino:
-Che, Avelino, do you want more gizzards? Look what they are ...
And Norma replied:
"No, Avelino not want.
...
The shape of this "story theater" called goalkeeper Windsor Station is condensed, I think, in that old and lovable Aunt Norma statement. Who is the other, who I am, who you are? Who tells my story? Who's on stage? Synthesis
An old story Uruguayan exile wandering the sidewalks of the Windsor Station. Four decades ago, a young architecture student plays in the old Montevideo. If the old and the young are the same, is because there is a train leaving the station and reaches Artigas Montreal. The tracks and sleepers are words are images, are meaningless.
The way the story
Goalkeeper Windsor Station is, as its author and director, Canadian Julie Vincent, a "fairy play." The procedure is corroborated stage: between the body and the voice of Manuel Vicente, permanent (and powerful) stage presence, and other storytellers (Silvina Bosco, Matthew Chiarino, Cecilia sewing), presents a fragmented history of recurrent images subtly modified spanning four decades or more, if we include the exiled immigrant ancestors. This story to the public is, at times, pure action scenes between the characters. So far, the classical form of monologues (style "apart," commented directly to the audience, breaking the fourth wall) combined with action.
And suddenly, "Avelino not want."
Suddenly, a narrator who plays a character sets out to another, it becomes word from another, is being like another. Suddenly, Silvina is Claire, the mistress at Windsor Station, is the rapporteur of the consciousness of Francisco, who said, and since he says. Y then, how the work is on track. Who am I, who is the other, which is one time and the tips of the bow that tense? Then, the poetic order can once again accept that there are no topics exhausted - what would we think to the detriment of a Canadian author and director, on behalf of two international institutions, decides to write and stage a play (more) Argentina ( again) on an exile (more) Uruguay in Canada ...? -
But the procedure transforms the déjà-vu in vision, in discovery. In sign.
Mikhail Mikhailovich Bakhtin and narration
the old Russian master says: "all the positive definitions of values \u200b\u200bof the enactment of the world, all are valued characteristic of the existence of the world, have the other as its protagonist reasonably conclusive: all arguments are made about the other , have been written about it all works, have spilled all the tears, he has devoted all the monuments, all the graveyards are full of others, only the other knows, remembers and reconstructs the production memory, so that also my memory about the object, the world and life becomes art. Only in a world of others is possible an aesthetic movement, plot, eigenvalue: movement in the past, that has value beyond the future and they are forgiven all debts and obligations and are abandoned all hope. "
In my review of the wind may (click here ) is a kind of homage to the dance, which had hitherto never been able to speak. In the review of Winter Journey ( here ) is a celebration of singing, an exaltation of the more physical, bodily, of the poetic self. Valga then this review as a tribute to the narrative, the Great Territory of the Other, since this hybrid and loved theater arts from which we reconstruct.
Pearls:
The caged bird
parent's account, based on Virgil Apollo Angel Ramirez, arriving from his native Ecuador to retreat first thing he did was eat a kilo of grapes, "he says Who knows-to the old immigrant who brought on board an ugly bird, ugly and grumpy, this work does not stop talking about parents and children, large and mutual "others" who we are.
Persecution and surveillance
The book has many different story lines, in all, even in the most intimate, psychological, there is persecution and surveillance.
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