The Inside Story- the Secrets of Slow Acting

NOTES FROM AN ACTORS’ WORKSHOP  –
BAGAMOYO COLLEGE OF DRAMA, TANZANIA – October 2007

It was an offer not to be refused – “Could I contribute a two-day workshop at the 26th Bagamoyo Festival of Art and Culture ?” My ticket to Tanzania was booked, I would be in the neighbourhood in about a week’s time.  Given that this internet café might prove my last before going incommunicado, I had approximately 45 seconds to coin a workshop title.

I fell upon – The Secrets of Slow Acting, a catch-all title that would allow me to weave a web of elemental playing proposals around an all encompassing central theme.  Meeting a very unknown body of participants, the techniques would of necessity be cross-culturally non-toxic, linguistically accessible, minimalist and emotionally satisfying – while never leaving a home base of negotiated safety…
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Once the dust of continent hopping had subsided, my thoughts could turn to the impending reality; which ingredients would best flesh out my all-purpose title?  I observed the first day of the festival. Continue reading

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the non-toxic human rite recipe

SOCIETY FOR THE PROMOTION OF HUMAN RITES
Humankind’s problems are magnificent. They are many; they are daunting.
To resolve them requires vast amounts of human ingenuity.
The strategy of the “Culture First” ‘fictive NGO’ involves creating the inner dynamic of an active organisation at the very juncture of idealism and effort. Temporarily ignoring a problem’s magnitude, we boldly place ourselves upon the Bridge between the problem and the work required. By focusing on the cultural repercussions of change, we can sidestep considerable paralysis, and free the human vision necessary to create viable paths forward.

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Beating the Bushes — an Installation of the Self

Old friend and collaborator, Steven Bush is getting his latest play published by Talon Books, Vancouver.  I requested permission to write an introductory preface…

The Installation of Self
A script in book form remains desiccated theatre.  It lacks the man.  
A playwright, when fortunate, can sketch the reach of a personage and indicate manifestations of a breathing character, but by definition the writer remains perched at an objective distance.  The contribution of the director can be documented in descriptions of artefacts of invention but, without having been there, it is harder to transmit the atmosphere of this invention.  The electricity of the theatre is provided by that which prods the actor beyond his comfort zone – good theatre is built upon meticulous, orchestrated, cyclical infractions upon this comfort zone.  The actor squirms.
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I witness theatre as the most human of ‘rites’. Mysterious forces cause human beings to stand forth, naively offering themselves as objects of public consideration.   The pure soul of a performer enters a pact of interdependency with the audience.  If we are sufficiently open and vulnerable, we will be met with encouragement.  Buoyed by this encouragement, we can negotiate areas of empathic agreement wherein as we can safely unfold the raw material and circumstantial evidence that is our very being.  The synergic effect of the audience’s contribution can then carry us beyond the bounds of our rehearsed pathways, and into realms of fresh, infectious understanding.
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If we fail this negotiation of empathy, we fail.  But, as a distilled proto-theatre of the dramatic exchange, at the most archetypical manifestation of this interdependent relationship, lies the one-person, shamanic installation of the self.  Examples of this installation are many:  the naked Diogenes in his barrel, the inspired ranter on his/her soapbox, the decorated madman/madwoman at the end of his/her tether.
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Bloody Mess: hypertoxic propaganda

a 4 1/2 minute short film was released and then withdrawn by the 10:10 coalition on action for climate change.  Designed to awaken a concrete commitment — it somehow fell a foul of some of the ground tenants of Non-toxic Propaganda.  Unbelievably, the filmmakers concerned (I take it primarily the writer — shame, shame) were of considerable stature in British cinema and 50+ professionals donated their labour uncritically?

I threw the longish comment into the discussion:

We at the Future Protection Agency and the Institute for Non-toxic Propaganda have been wrestling with these issues for 20 years — how indeed to get the vague concept of the external fix, into a visceral knowledge that this means drastic renegotiation of the “Comfort Quota” of each and every one of us?

As a campaign for shaking people up, this film doesn’t seem to burst the real psychic bubble — dramaturgically it remains them others who are unwilling, and shall pay the price.  We, through those whom the narrative has us clearly identifying with, can assuage our bad consciousness with a symbolic 10% cut that doesn’t radically impinge upon our parasitic lifestyle.

The opening sequence with the schoolchildren invites a deeper thread where the coming generation avenge their comrades who erred no more than by (commendably?) not doing what they were told, by holding their teacher to her contradictions – but that’s a feature-length plot — and the resources could probably go somewhere other.  The quick dramaturgic fix would have been to play out the voice-over studio scene – Ms Anderson clearly would have seen the bloody punchline coming, and would have had to defend her use of a transatlantic jet etc. etc.. (thin writing?)

Finally, I too was perturbed by the play blood; it does seem a powerful tool that may invoke exactly the degree of discomfort to spur folk into action. From the viewers reactions however, I am not convinced, the division is palpable; I do suspect that it will just retrench the denial reaction.

And it does worry me what kind of world these filmmakers are living in — ( utterly desensitised by the likes of X-files? – I lasted half a gory episode.) Having listened to a friend tell of the experience of plucking the blown up remnants of a neighbour from off her scalp and clothing, I strongly feel that as responsible artists it is part of our mandate not to further tramp upon those who most definitely don’t need the re-tramatisation.

Keep thinking…

 

http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/blog/2010/sep/30/10-10-no-pressure-film

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Theatre at a Distance – Safeing It

I somewhere found another ranting note…. a good one….
Acting consciously is no laughing matter; veteran actors can suffer in places that the young and eager haven’t yet found.  Aware of the pitfalls, one can usually count upon being caught by each and every one of them.  And while the added psychic hurdle of meeting ones own shortcomings while serving vengeful Gods, is a genuinely useful subtext in countless occasions, seeking out these shortcomings is another thing.  Actors have acquired adaptive mechanisms to protect themselves from daily humiliation, perversely these often serve as unfortunate buffers from a perhaps deeper humility. Continue reading
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Re-birth of a Nation

A play in book form resembles a detective story:  Who done what to whom, how?  What on earth was the motive?

Larry Tremblay, if he exists at all, loves the theatre.  His formula is ingenious: squirming actors give a squirming audience.  Storytelling is tertiary.

abe lincoln jacket

Or is it?  In  Abraham Lincoln goes to the Theatre (soon available in English from Talon Books, Vancouver), Tremblay has constructed a play of great intricacy.  The 1866 Good Friday assassination at the Ford Theatre may well surpass the 11th of September in its inexplicability;  it easily matches its capacity to derail America, spurring it into self-destructive spasms of reactive aggression.  The case is long since closed; the accepted facts are clear – a youthful Matinee idol, twisted by his celebrity, bent on revenge for traumas not yet past, blew off the head of the figure of rational conciliation; he then jumped from the presidential box, misquoted Shakespeare, and headed for the hills on horseback.

Lifting the curtain on this perhaps most grievous crime ever perpetrated in his belovèd theatre, Tremblay gingerly suggests that to this very event, may be traced the contagion that has spawned what he calls ‘the Stupidity of America.’  To explore this connection, Tremblay builds a construct of progressive theatre exercises that prod, dissect, digest, divert, discard.  With each twist, the narrative drops into deeper realities of the perceived themes of the play:  to the actor’s relations to one other, and to the strategies of their radical genius of a director.

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The Curse of the Theatre

One of my rants just came to the surface from a forgotten existence beneath my heaps of data files. If this page, as a portal of ideas and words, is to carry its weight, I’m going to throw out things such as this intro to, among other things, shamanism

We may accept that a disproportionate amount of the theatre propagated in the name of enlightenment, has in fact its major working radius upon the participants themselves. To do so, we do no more than absolve the theatre of succumbing to its nature: youthful zeal and initiative confront the elders, and become blessed in a negotiated rite of passage. What then is the corresponding effective work field for post-passage performers?

The mature adult performer person, having done his/her apprenticeship, having burnt off their need of adulation, is left with a curse. Done correctly and with savvy leadership, the initiation rites have left one scarred for life. It is there on the floor, perhaps supported by the life support mechanisms of script and rehearsal, that the performer takes upon the tasks of distilling Truths. The givens are given; it is the unique, the unprogramable, that captures the essence of the theatre meeting. We cannot settle for less.

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“Extracting Enthusiasm” at the Dark Mountain Festival of Uncivilisation

ACTIVE VERB LECTURE SERIES #4

a coincidence it may have been, but Society for the Promotion of Human Rites has signed on to hold the fourth edition of the Extracting Enthusiasm project on the 28th of May at the Festival of Uncivilisation, Llangollen, Wales.

Finally meeting an audience who aren’t just coming as a favour to an old friend will be a test.  That they may number closer to 300 than my accustomed 8, may also present a challenge.  Most interesting is that the festival itself is a gathering around the central theme of my piece — our psychological capacity to meet the future.

My text shouldn’t require radical editing, but will suddenly be amplified by a gathering of people who are pre-programmed to ‘get it’.

peek here:  http://uncivilisation.co.uk/

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