From the get-go, I said that Susan Lori-Parks' 365 Days/365 Plays was an attention-seeking stunt that would never amount to anything. I don't care how many awards you've won: it takes more than a day to write a play. Sure enough, I'm correct. What Lori-Parks has done is to write a series of vignettes, and I only attended tonight's free performance because it was done by the New York Neo-Futurists, who pretty much do the same thing every week at Too Much Light Makes the Baby Go Blind. I was mildly entertained by how the troupe managed to bring their own experimental group direction into the piece, and by the way they maintained their refusal to play anything other than themselves. But the seven plays they performed, along with three "constants," were just plain bad. Surrealistic and devoid of emotion, not to mention plagued with some technical difficulties, I hope that audiences are still willing to check out TMLMTBGB despite this wacky one-night stand.
Sunday, March 18, 2007
365 Days/365 Plays: Week #18
From the get-go, I said that Susan Lori-Parks' 365 Days/365 Plays was an attention-seeking stunt that would never amount to anything. I don't care how many awards you've won: it takes more than a day to write a play. Sure enough, I'm correct. What Lori-Parks has done is to write a series of vignettes, and I only attended tonight's free performance because it was done by the New York Neo-Futurists, who pretty much do the same thing every week at Too Much Light Makes the Baby Go Blind. I was mildly entertained by how the troupe managed to bring their own experimental group direction into the piece, and by the way they maintained their refusal to play anything other than themselves. But the seven plays they performed, along with three "constants," were just plain bad. Surrealistic and devoid of emotion, not to mention plagued with some technical difficulties, I hope that audiences are still willing to check out TMLMTBGB despite this wacky one-night stand.
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