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A CurtainUp Review
Kaos
By Elyse Sommer
I loved her Chekhov inspired La Verse Flamme which I saw at Jacob's Pillow. Belle Epoque, about Toulouse-Lautrec, was visually impressive. Vienna Lusthaus, Clarke's last piece for New York Theatre Workshop, succeeded stunningly in evoking the erotically supercharged world of Vienna in the time of painters Gustav Klimt and Egon Schiel. Luigi Pirandello is certainly distinguished and interesting enough to join the ranks of her previous art and literature linked works. However, these stories about Sicilian peasants at the turn of the century are woven into an unrelievedly dark tapestry. The prologue showing the town's men preparing to leave their families for a mass exodus to America, establishes the stark black physical look and mood. It is followed by a piece about a mother (Daria Deflorian) begging the town doctor (Rocco Sisto) to write a letter to the sons with whom she's lost all contact and explaining why she can't accept her remaining son who is the product of her being repeatedly raped during some undefined conflict. There's also a story of a bride (Cristina Spina) who discovers that her husband (Vito Di Belita) goes beserk at each full moon. This is followed by a confrontation between a group of mountain peasants and the aristocratic land owner (Sisto again) who denies them the right to bury their dead on his property — with a follow-up piece in which a burial shows the peasants outwitting the aristocrat. A final epilogue has a man (Felix Blanka) trying to make sense of his dour memories. The costumes, lighting and choreography are of a piece with these operatically tragic tales. The bleakness that the stage is enlivened by the dances, mostly at the end of each episode, that have the dancers spin and foot-stamp in circles and cast huge shadows against an upstage scrim. However, by the midway mark even these too infrequent choreographed scenes become monotonous. Ms. Clarke credits a film (also called Kaos) by Paolo and Vittorio Taviani which first dramatized Pirandello's stories. Not having seen that film, I can't compare it with this piece, but playwright Frank Pugliese who collaborated with Ms. Clarke on this film to stage adaptation, is to be complemented for condensing its three-hour length into seventy minutes that, alas, feel like three hours — especially since the dialogue is in Italian and the English translations are projected on a corner of the back wall and often fly by so that the viewer is torn between watching and reading. My suggestion is to forget the projections and just enjoy the more enjoyable physical panorama. LINKS La Verse Flamme Vienna Lusthaus (Revisited Bell Epoque
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