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Hip Shot: ‘Lila: The Love Story of Radha and Krishna’
Lila: The Love Story of Radha and Krishna
The Apothecary
Remaining performances:
Jul 25th 4:15 pm
They say: Attraction, flirtation, jealousy, passion. Follow the human Radha and the god Krishna as they bask in the joy and burn in the heat of their love. The emotional quality of their story is captured beautifully through Odissi Indian classical dance.
Llewellyn’s take: It was pouring rain outside the Apothecary. People shuffled in, soaked from head to toe, sopping wet playbills in hand. A veritable waterfall cascaded from the ceiling in the back of the house. The stage manager quipped that they were just trying to set the ambiance by making it more monsoon-like. She may have been joking, but the drenched, humid conditions were perfect for what was a beautiful, intricate, and all-around amazing performance. I can’t imagine a better way to wait out a monsoon then to watch the graceful interplay of these gorgeous women; the slow, delicate contortions alternating with the staccato raga stepwork. Shalini Goel Agarwal’s flirtatious, mesmerizing gaze itself is reason enough to see this show. The captivating beauty in their dress and expressive personalities had me wishing for an even plusher production—what if there were more dancers, more tapestries, real waterfalls, and a live tabla-sitar orchestra?
Fringe Previews at RFD’s: Sex, Lies, and Duplicitous Robots from Space
Last night, 23 Fringe groups converged on a makeshift stage in the backroom of RFD’s for the fourth annual Fringe Previews. (Video, methinks, forthcoming.) The beer was abundant, the crowd somewhat rowdier and less attentive than last year’s, and the performances less…well, performative than declarative. That is to say: it was a lot more tell than show.
Not without its highlights, though, and certainly replete with the requisite Fringe-isms. Fake breasts? Check. Um, more fake breasts? Double-check. Duplicitous robots from space? Indeed. Desultory allusions to Beckett, Wilde, Shakespeare, et al. wielded with the weight of a French tickler? Duh.
Below the jump, a telegraphic rundown on last night’s 23 previews.
Deep breath!~ Here we go:
