Jan 23 2010
Fringe Fest! Hospital curtains! I want oomph!

The smoke machine in Jiwo Jiro now has a rival for being the most irritating device used at a show at this year’s Fringe Fest.
The “video screen”-cum-divider in Missing Statement.
I’m really not the type to nitpick a show to death and I’m cool enough to let go, but in this case, I was distracted by the flimsily made prop. Which, in my opinion, isn’t good since not only was it the only other thing you see onstage apart from the dancers, Albert Tiong and Melissa Quek, but it was, literally, a pivotal part of the entire project.
There I was thinking, “Good lord, it looks like a hospital curtain. It even squeaks like one.”
(I didn’t stay for tonight’s post-show talk so maybe it was intentional? Anybody?)
Anyways, Choreographer Susan Yeung explores the nature of duality in a number of ways. She initially juxtaposes the impact of (projected) still imagery and visceral onstage movement. E.g., images of a hand are flashed unto the hospit… erm, the video screen, Quek contemplates this and offers a hand gesture of her own. (Though not exactly original, it had its charms.)
Yeung later presents this dual-thingee as a moment of tension when we see Quek and Tiong taking turns peering across the divider (which they use to the max) for a glimpse of the other’s movements, with neither one really “breaking through” to the other side.
There is a whiff of mystery surrounding Missing Statement that I truly found intriguing. There were images of a clock and an unknown man with a suitcase, a kinda film noir-ish soundtrack, and particularly nice moment where, between flashes of light and darkness, the dancers’ movements were distilled into gestural tableaus, frozen in the act of… something.
For all the faults to be found in this rough-around-the-edges piece, I did feel a slight tinge of ache watching it, even if Missing Statement never completely convinced me.
It offered that sense of yearning and frustration at one’s inability to connect with another (whether it’s on the level of the Saussurean sign or just the sheer physicality of human contact, as was the point of the whole tug-of-war drama between the two dancers).
But I don’t think it was meant to push me to one side either.
I’m wondering if this missing emotional connection was due in part to the general lack of forceful energy from the performers, particularly Quek. (The concept’s there, the moves are there, but where’s the oomph? I want oomph!)
That doesn’t mean there weren’t any “oomph” moments, though. At one point, Tiong briefly burst into series of twitches that caught me pleasantly off guard. Like he was momentarily having seizures or something.
Hmmm, maybe those were meant to be hospital curtains after all…
Missing Statement has another show tomorrow (Jan 23), 8pm, at The Substation Theatre. Tickets at $19 from Sistic.





