There is a certain madness about Edinburgh in August. Creativity and optimism fill the air as streets throng with visitors and artists who flock to the city for the Edinburgh International Festival, but especially the Edinburgh Festival Fringe, which this year had a record 63 countries represented with 59,600 performances of 3,841 shows in 323 venues; all in just four weeks. The festival ended yesterday.
Now in its sixth year, the Taiwan Season 2019 at the Fringe featured a quartet of diverse dance and theater productions. All attracted critical praise and excellent reviews.
Summerhall is a venue that particularly buzzes with energy. A year-round arts center that focuses on quality experimental work, the building’s history as a former veterinary school makes itself felt in its various unique performance spaces.
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CHANG DANCE THEATER
In the Old Lab, a compact 72-seat black box space with a stage just 8m by 5m, Chang Dance Theater (長弓舞蹈劇場) played to packed audiences with Bout. Like their Edinburgh hit last year, Bon 4 Bon, it looks at brotherly relationships, this time through the ritual and physicality of the boxing ring.
Bout has tension, focus and energy, even in moments of silence or stillness. The tight space and its black walls focus the attention superbly. They intensify and bind the action, just as boxing is bound to the ring, except here there is no chance of going through the ropes.
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Relationships between the three brothers, Chang Chien-hao (張堅豪), Chang Chien-kuei (張堅貴) and Chang Ho-chien (張鶴千), are strong but sometimes strained. Boxing motifs find their way naturally into the choreography. They support each other as brothers do, but shadow boxing and play fighting turns easily into the real thing. Sometimes they quite literally stand toe to toe, sparring and grappling, one of the three acting as referee and peacemaker.
Audience comments say it all: “Beautiful chemistry,” wrote one in a book the brothers are keeping. “Truly special work. Human, visceral, masculine, inventive,” said another.
SHINEHOUSE THEATER
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Across the courtyard in Summerhall’s Cairns Lecture Theater, Shinehouse Theater (曉劇場) presented Fish (魚). Based on a short story by Taiwanese author Huang Chun-ming (黃春明) and directed by Chung Po-yuan (鍾伯淵), it’s an engaging tale of a boy and his grandfather, and of an unfulfilled promise to bring home a fish. Told through spoken word in Mandarin and Taiwanese (with English translation), British Sign Language and puppetry, it’s a touching story of hardship and unfortunate events that lead to conflict and injustice.
Each company member takes on various roles but at the show’s heart is the puppet that is the boy, Acha. Despite its pale clothes and having no eyes and mouth, the cast conjure remarkable expression from it. It is like a simple sketch that has delightfully come to life. Scene changes are shown through equally pleasing portable picture boards, including a super bus.
The story moves quite swiftly at times. There’s also a lot going on. Some in the audience, largely unfamiliar with such use of puppetry, found it difficult to follow at first but all relate to the story’s poignancy, especially at the end.
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Very accessible, Fish proves again that language is not necessarily a barrier and that, presented well, Taiwanese drama can work overseas.
TSAI PO-CHENG AND B.DANCE
Taiwan dance lovers have long noted the talent of choreographer Benson Tsai (蔡博丞). Edinburgh Fringe audiences have now discovered him too, with his Floating Flowers (浮花) by B.DANCE (丞舞製作團隊) playing to sell-out audiences at Dance Base, Scotland’s National Center for Dance.
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Dressed in white full-length, hooped, tulle skirts, four male and four female dancers paint stunningly beautiful images as they glide around the stage, symbolizing the candle-lit floating lanterns that are set afloat during the Ghost Festival. Like lanterns on the water, the performers are always on the move. Wrists, fingers, fold and unfold like the flickering flames of candles, each painting its own pictures. Super-pliant upper bodies twist and bend. It’s an expression of spirit as much as of body.
The final sections are increasingly pushed on by Li Ming-chieh’s (李銘杰) driving soundtrack. The dance becomes increasingly fast-paced and energetic as the gentle breezes of the beginning turn into a driving storm.
Like almost all choreographers, Tsai has had to adapt his work for the festival, in particular here presenting it without projections. That has turned out to be a happy necessity. Tsai’s dance doesn’t need any support and the white of the dancers sits perfectly against the black background.
Dance works presented at the Fringe can sometimes be overly pretentious, too bound up in concept and forget the moving body. Floating Flowers and Bout are a couple of perfect antidotes to that.
MONSTER
White is also the dominant color in Monster (怪獸) by Liu Yen-Cheng (劉彥成) for Dua Shin Te Production (大身體製造), also at Dance Base, although it could scarcely be more different.
Liu’s experimental work about the monster within us all has divided critics. While most have welcomed its difference and daring, national critics in particular have found it confused and lacking direction. Certainly, an inordinate amount of time is spent setting the stage, mostly hoisting a digital display that is used to screen various, often philosophical messages. That text, a recorded voice and the hazy setting becomes the focus of the work rather than any movement, of which there is little. Even one critic who gave it five stars commented that it became boring.
When Liu does finally dance, it just looks awkward and clumsy with little sense of any monsters within. More intriguing is Liu Yu-fan (劉語凡), who stands center, holding a pole with a microphone attached. Always there, almost always still, faceless and in white, she’s an enigmatic presence, doing much while doing little.
Monster may not be the “psychedelic fantasy” of its publicity. It may not even be dance in some people’s eyes, but it does show the breadth of creativity in the arts in Taiwan; and variety is what the arts, the Taiwan Season, and the Edinburgh Fringe generally, should be all about.
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