Awake and Sing: 33 to Nothing
This week in the Village Voice theater section:
Michael Feingold goes international, without ever leaving the comforts of Manhattan, covering three shows at the Lincoln Center Festival, Hokaibo performed by Heisei Nakamura-za, De Monstruos y Prodigos (Of Monsters and Prodigies) performed by Teatro de Ciertos Habitantes, and Gemelos (Twins) performed by Compañia Teatro Cinema—all now closed. He found “moments—though too often they were only moments—when theater seemed like something human beings could enjoy, take pride in, and want to share with people in other countries.” I traveled too, taking a strangely enjoyable trip to the South Pole via Tom Crean: Antarctic Explorer and making a much duller visit to the suburban family manse with Two Thirds Home.
In the Sightlines section, Angela Ashman reads up on the Art of Memory, a dance-theater piece in which “three eccentric librarians in frilly Victorian-style dresses find themselves trapped in a cavernous library, searching for a way out.” John Beer listens in on rock’n’roll musical 33 to Nothing. He remarks that it does “its bastard subgenre-—the rock-and-roll-rehearsal play—as well as it can be done. If so, the painful limitations of this boy-loses-lead-guitarist saga teach that not everything is worth doing.” And Andy Propst pulls up a pew on The Ted Haggard Monologues.