A few comments from the weekend Oct 10, 2011

by Jessica

Over the weekend I received a number of responses in my inbox about Te haré invencible con mi derrota. There are quite a few more that were posted in direct response to other audience reviews, so be sure to check them all out. Here are the ones from my email:

I'd heard about the blood and the pain and I really didn't expect to like the show, but then something weird happened - I went on my own journey as it progressed. Angelica's show was so intensely personal that I felt like I was watching an exorcism, and a whole bunch of questions came up for me. Can we witness someone else's pain without judging or wanting to fix them? What does it feel like to be held prisoner by something you love? What do the dead expect from us, and what do we expect from the dead? Is that expectation an artificial creation that is doomed to be unrequited forever? Is Jackie out there somewhere yearning to be released? If it wasn't Jackie, would it be someone else? Maybe I could just as easily be watching a show that revolves around trumpeter or a painter or a singer. To what degree was Jackie a catalyst for feelings that were already poised for escape? 
I loved the sound and lighting design, especially the juxtaposition of still moments being loud and visually frantic moments being dim. By the end of the show, everything that Angelica did made sense to me.

Also, it made me really want some popcorn.



Me: Well hot mother fucking damn.

J: Good? Hard to watch?

Me: Easy to watch. Hard to digest. Hangover of visceral stuff now. Body freaking out. Want to sob but have no reason. Begs the question of whether you cry for someone else's agony versus feeling like you remember it.


If the best confessionalist poem that you can't yell can't enunciate enough lived a life this piece is what it would do until it had nothing left but to feed the body and betray it's own need to die.



I thought Angelica's performance was beautiful, and I think its incredibly important for audiences to see the type of work she is making.  I feel incredibly lucky to live in a city with a theater like OTB, that brings performers like her here.  Yeah, she was amazing.



Actually, it was the very worst On the Boards experience I've had in the many, many years we've been subscribers.
I think any connection to Jacqueline du Pre, even with the beautiful cello music she performed, does a grave disservice to her.
If there was any redeeming value to the performance, I certainly missed it entirely.



From the slow anguished  beginnings of a interlude presented to the beat of flamenco, Angelica Liddell brings us a conversation going off the rails.  An inner dialogue of madness meets art and until the final cello is destroyed, madness screams in triumph daring the audience to halt the action.  With so many digital effects, fake movie blood and pretend empathy (especially in the political arena) it’s refreshingly exciting as well as painfully distressing to watch Angelica bring us the appeal of pathos, emotionally distressing angst and the devolution of a soul in pain and blood.

Heartily recommend this moment of truth and insanity, art at its finest