Insignificant Confessions?
I did not mention this but i managed to get the tickets to that play after all. Maybe if one stops pining for an object, be it inanimate or not, one might just start to aqquire it. Thus i sash myself with pessimism, to ensure i dont get drunk on dreams - that will never materialise, the more i visualise them. A way, i suspect, He Almighty keeps me grounded.
Back to the play. I'm not sure whether i was just being cynical (abit unusual for a guy my age), blinded by traditional customs - that somehow managed to transform into expectations, suffocated by lethargy from events prior to the play - inhibiting respiration of the intellectual kind, OR just me being plain art illiterate (God forbid).
Or maybe... maybe it was the heavily decorated words imprinted in respective websites aimed to promote sales for this play. Maybe it heighten the anticipation of a performance way up there; not a cloud lower.
Maybe it was the overpriced tickets, that promised far from what was delivered.
Maybe it was that auntie, a few rows infront, fumbling with a plastic bag, emitting distinctively annoying cracking noises, to munch on something like she probably was allowed to; back then during kachang puteh and opera days.
Maybe it was the guy beside me that answered a call. Distracting was the light that beamed aimlessly from his screen and keypad, and the way he refused to just hang up.
Imagine this. Go out on a date with a guy/girl(whichever applicable). Did a lot of things, the bill was tiny bit long, but was happy, smiled a bit, laughed a bit and at the end of the day, you just cant conclude whether you fell in love/had sparks/flew off with him/her. Uncertain. Like it was just another dream, nights that were presented in repetitive fashion, slots to fill with wonderous jargon and the ocassional nightmares
However, such efforts must be commended. All the three actors were more or less shapeshifters on stage, but i favoured Benjamin Ng, as he was very entertaining, and more importantly, very natural with the characters he was tasked to perform.
The same man who rudely answered his phone during a performance, said to his wife "it was so fast, that you couldnt really tell which play was written by whom". And i sorta agree, although i understood that there had to be a flow to tie the whole performance together.
The ones that really made an impact?
My bird sing can sing louder than yours (not sure. well it was about birds). Very metaphorical, but lacked substance. Was simply hilarious.
Conveyor belt love(?). Using sushi, and the conveyor belt it is served on, as metaphor is genius. Also to play with picky and (un)opportinistic characters was very creative.
Who wants to marry Ah Seng (i think), it was a monologue, it was light, funny and interesting. How one chooses to refrain from marriage as one sees one's self as a burden, as something incapable of attracting happiness.
The one that stood out was the one of three men with lack of self confidence. Very powerful. Got me moved through the naked truth of reality presented. The words still echo in my ear cavities. Its resonating message almost too familiar in my mind.
"You chose me because i am real, not like those with steroids...(i forgot the good bits)"
"It is nature, you have to be born with it..."
Because... i am shy and it restrains any first step.
Pahlawan Putih
I did not mention this but i managed to get the tickets to that play after all. Maybe if one stops pining for an object, be it inanimate or not, one might just start to aqquire it. Thus i sash myself with pessimism, to ensure i dont get drunk on dreams - that will never materialise, the more i visualise them. A way, i suspect, He Almighty keeps me grounded.
Back to the play. I'm not sure whether i was just being cynical (abit unusual for a guy my age), blinded by traditional customs - that somehow managed to transform into expectations, suffocated by lethargy from events prior to the play - inhibiting respiration of the intellectual kind, OR just me being plain art illiterate (God forbid).
Or maybe... maybe it was the heavily decorated words imprinted in respective websites aimed to promote sales for this play. Maybe it heighten the anticipation of a performance way up there; not a cloud lower.
Maybe it was the overpriced tickets, that promised far from what was delivered.
Maybe it was that auntie, a few rows infront, fumbling with a plastic bag, emitting distinctively annoying cracking noises, to munch on something like she probably was allowed to; back then during kachang puteh and opera days.
Maybe it was the guy beside me that answered a call. Distracting was the light that beamed aimlessly from his screen and keypad, and the way he refused to just hang up.
Imagine this. Go out on a date with a guy/girl(whichever applicable). Did a lot of things, the bill was tiny bit long, but was happy, smiled a bit, laughed a bit and at the end of the day, you just cant conclude whether you fell in love/had sparks/flew off with him/her. Uncertain. Like it was just another dream, nights that were presented in repetitive fashion, slots to fill with wonderous jargon and the ocassional nightmares
However, such efforts must be commended. All the three actors were more or less shapeshifters on stage, but i favoured Benjamin Ng, as he was very entertaining, and more importantly, very natural with the characters he was tasked to perform.
The same man who rudely answered his phone during a performance, said to his wife "it was so fast, that you couldnt really tell which play was written by whom". And i sorta agree, although i understood that there had to be a flow to tie the whole performance together.
The ones that really made an impact?
My bird sing can sing louder than yours (not sure. well it was about birds). Very metaphorical, but lacked substance. Was simply hilarious.
Conveyor belt love(?). Using sushi, and the conveyor belt it is served on, as metaphor is genius. Also to play with picky and (un)opportinistic characters was very creative.
Who wants to marry Ah Seng (i think), it was a monologue, it was light, funny and interesting. How one chooses to refrain from marriage as one sees one's self as a burden, as something incapable of attracting happiness.
The one that stood out was the one of three men with lack of self confidence. Very powerful. Got me moved through the naked truth of reality presented. The words still echo in my ear cavities. Its resonating message almost too familiar in my mind.
"You chose me because i am real, not like those with steroids...(i forgot the good bits)"
"It is nature, you have to be born with it..."
Because... i am shy and it restrains any first step.
Pahlawan Putih
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