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2 Apr 2010

Robinson And Crusoe - The Play by A-ha Productions

I found www.indianstage.in when Chetan Bhagat tweeted about FPS playing at Rangashankara and I followed his link to buy tickets online. I subscribed to get regular updates on plays in Bengaluru and yesterday, I watched my second play in 2 months.


This time I wanted to go with friends (too much of husband can get overwhelming), so I asked the girls if they were interested and was pleased when Jazz said yes. The original plan of driving there had to be shelved because the car has been acting cranky lately, so the husband offered to pick me up after the show (which means dinner afterwards, yay!) and booked tickets for us.

We left by the company shuttle at 5.15PM and reached her house around 5.45PM. After a long, hot drive and what seemed like eternity, I was grateful for the cold, lemon juice. After some frustrated attempts at trying to get the cable connection working, Jazz and I headed out while her poor husband continued to battle with the TV. We reached the newly opened Crossword Bookstore at JP Nagar, where I picked up a few books (I'll spare you the details of the painful ordeal at the billing counter), bought a couple of sandwiches at Cafe Coffee Day and took an auto-rickshaw to Rangashankara.

We looked around for a helpdesk or counter where we could convert our e-ticket printout into real tickets and finding none, decided that it was not required. Another drink later, we went upstairs, only to be told that we had to exchange the e-ticket at the counter 'outside'. As I ran down the stairs, the friendly watchman asks me if I had booked tickets under the husband's name! I said yes and continued to run in the direction of the counter he was pointing at, bewildered that he knew my booking details. On my way back from buying the tickets, I asked him and couldn't stop laughing when he said, "You were the only 2 tickets that were bought online".

The auditorium was not crowded so we got seats in the centre column. The play was introduced.

Written by Nina D'Introna and Giacomo Ravicchio. 
Directed by Gracias Devaraj.
Two soldiers... No common language? One roof.... Ocean all around... Friendship wins! 
Action and fun like you have not seen before! Theatre for the young, young adults and young at heart!

She also mentioned the actors, sponsors and other details. I am unable to present those here and my excuse is bad memory.

The play started with loud music crackling on stage. Bright lights showed water and a large pyramid-shaped  structure that looked like the roof of a wrecked ship over it.

My first turn-off was finding out that the scene on stage was not going to change for the entire duration (90 minutes). The second was when I heard that there would be only 2 actors. The first 10 minutes were just action and no sound. Turn-off number 3. I braced myself for some yawning and squirming in my seat, for the next hour and half. 

No such luck. Within minutes the play started getting interesting. The noises, the confusion, the body language and acting was all very good. The change of scene was managed solely with lights and sound, all brilliantly done. The actors were extremely good. It cannot be easy to hold your audience's interest with the same background for 90 minutes and just 2 characters unless you were really good. This play was a well-directed one. 

Right from the confusion between Robinson & Crusoe, one of who spoke English and the other gibberish (forgive me if that was a real language, it didn't sound like one), to when they slowly learn to understand each other using a combination of sounds, actions and words, the audience are with the actors through and through. When the big ape-like man (Crusoe, shall we assume?) starts screaming in the beginning, we feel as lost as the little English-speaking guy who's plane has crashed into the sea and he landed on the island with his parachute. The way Robinson conveys his predicament to the audience by thinking aloud at times and by desperate actions to Crusoe at others, is clap-worthy. Crusoe's animal-like yelps and growls seemed to greatly amuse the children among the audience.

At one point, when Robinson and Crusoe are still fighting each other, they perform a slow-motion act that last a couple of minutes. That was my favourite part of the play! The lights go dim, just sufficiently lighting the stage for us to be able to make out the actions on stage. The background sounds that add to the actions neatly blend with the scene and the audience are barely aware of the 'music'. The actors perform slow dance-like movements that appear like a fight between two soldiers, played out in slow motion. It was done to perfection - the blows, the falls, the synchronization, the expressions were all simply mind-blowing. There was pin-drop silence among the audience during this act. I almost didn't blink. Suddenly, there is a blast of music, bright lights come on and the actors fall apart with a loud yell. The slow-motion switched to real life fight scene splendidly. I felt like I had redeemed most of the worth of my ticket in these 3 - 5 minutes. 

The story goes on to demonstrate how hunger forces them to acknowledge each other, albeit still suspicious of each other. There is a touching moment when they find a mouse in the little storage inside the 'roof' and both want to kill it. When each has to actually kill the mouse, they find themselves unable to do so and end up feeding the mouse with the little crumbs of biscuits they have. Each man attempts to kill the mouse and goes through a change of emotions from kill-it to can't-do-it in his own way - Robinson, the wuss and Crusoe, the beast. One can feel the stark difference in the portrayal of the same scene enacted by the different characters on the stage.

There are some light moments where they tease each other, attempt to amuse themselves with stuff they find from other travellers who had once been lost on the same roof as them and the idiosyncrasies of the English-speaking fellow. The audience clapped their hands at some scenes and we could hear a couple of kids in the audience totally enjoying the rough, messy-haired, tarzan-like character of Crusoe. 

Towards the end of the play, the two of them have grown really attached to each other and work together to build a raft and lifeboat out of the scrap available, as they think of their families back home. A few more minutes of myriad emotions as they argue about the direction in which they must row, who takes which life-boat, coming to a win-win decision and exchanging mementos. There is another heart-wrenching moment when they have to bade each other goodbye as they row in opposite directions. 

Lights out.

When the lights come back on, the group comes on stage for a long round of applause from the audience. It was designed for children but equally enjoyable by 'young-at-heart adults', as the website promised.

If you want to watch it, it's playing at Rangashankara at 7.30PM until the 4th of April. It's good value for money.

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4 Feb 2010

Five Point Someone - The Play by Evam

I love watching plays. I've only watched about 3 that I can remember, since college, but loved the experience each time. Flawlessly delivered, sometimes even better than a movie. The crowd is mature. No mobile phones ringing, no late entry, following the rules for there is a reason...

I don't know what it is but when I look at something, I can't help looking beyond it, wondering about the components behind it, the efforts that went into it. When I go into Google Labs to enable/disable features, I can't help but look at the name of the guy who created the feature and wonder how he might have done it. It wasn't any different when I went to watch the play 'Five Point Someone' by Evam, based on a book of the same name, by Chetan Bhagat (just making sure he won't sue me for not giving him credit!!). I enjoyed the play and I couldn't help wondering about the crew behind the scenes, wondered what the actors might be thinking.

It was a beautifully-made play. I had read the book ages ago and could barely remember much of it, so there were no spoilers to the story. It was a bonus that, the drama was so well presented. It started off with a narration from a character who appeared to be a Chetan Bhagat (glasses, sweater, et al) but was actually the narrator of the story (CB or not?). The switch from the past to the present was seamless throughout the play and the usage of lights was done in an impressive manner. They had used minimal props, easily movable ones and yet maintained the essence of the story. At no point during the play did I find a scene wanting in visuals or anything else. 

The attention to detail was heart-warming. For someone like me, suffering from mild (hmm.. maybe not-so-mild) OCD, that is very important. Scenes where the lecturer was teaching in class. Both the lecturers and the students faced the audience, no backs turned to us. Thank you! They spoke with the audience with the same conviction they might have had, had they been speaking to each other. It was hard to notice the weirdness of the lecturer talking to the backs of the students as they spoke with the audience. I wouldn't be wrong if I said 'impossible to notice the weirdness' either. It just held your attention and painted a picture of a real teacher-facing-students-facing-blackboard classroom. How amazing is it to be able to set up a visual in front of your eyes that gives you a more realistic picture in your mind's eye?

A scene that I was really looking forward to was the one where the protagonists in the play "do it". I was curious to see how that would be portrayed. It's easy to do that in a movie but in a play? Would they skip it? No, they skipped nothing. The entire hall began to clap when the scene came on. Nothing perve about it, mind you - not the scene, not the audience. It was a brilliantly executed scene! A standing slab of wood, representing a bed, with pillows pinned to it in a slightly messed-up fashion (remember I said the bed was 'standing'... not horizontal on the floor like a bed might be but vertical). Leaning on the vertical bed were the hero and the heroine of the day (they were so natural you'd believe they were 'lying on the bed'), the guy wearing a white vest with a white bedsheet pulled up to his shoulder and the girl covered in the same white bedsheet. It's hard to explain but it was so real. There they were, a log of wood covered in white, two characters standing against it, in front of your eyes... and all you are seeing is a bed with white bed-linen, a boy and girl lying in bed.... just the way the scene is meant to be imagined.

Much as I love them, I don't get to watch plays so often, so I am not very familiar with how they are presented. It may be normal for the director of the play and everyone else behind to scenes, to pay that level of attention to detail and follow basic rules like never turning your back to the audience. What I found commendable was how every scene was enacted to create just the right picture in the audiences mind, either with direct visuals, change of lighting or by showing a representation that indirectly paints the right picture in your mind. Was I overenthusiastic or were most people in the audience novices like me? Either way... all of us came out of the hall enthralled by the performance.

The script was very well written and enacted. It made me want to read the book again. It made me want to make more people read the book. It has only managed to increase my desire to watch the movie '3 Idiots', based "loosely" on the book. I loved the play so much that I find myself wondering if the movie will live up to my expectations! It might. If nothing else, it's an Aamir Khan movie. No matter what his role is - actor, director, producer - if Aamir Khan is in it, he carries the movie on his shoulder and more often than not, the movie is a success. Again, attention to detail, striking the right chords with the audience, that's his style. Can't wait to watch it. Until then, revelling in the beauty of the play I watched in the not-so-far-behind past.

The best part? The show that I watched was the first run of the all-India series. The first show and it was flawless, eliciting laughter and sighs from the audience at the right places each time (believe me when I say each sigh was audible). No faltering, no butterflies-in-my-stomach-actors (not for the audience's eyes atleast), impeccable performance... the accents, the dialogues, the delivery... simply superb!

Logon to www.indianstage.in for details of the show all over India and any other shows by Evam or others.