Jupiter (a play about power)
The subject of Jupiter
(a play about power) is fossil fuels – and their absence. Accordingly, the
production uses a solar-cell/battery-powered LED system to power a portion of its
lighting. And there’s a digital display on stage telling us how many kwh’s and
how much CO2 the production has used; it tallies up the sums as the evening
progresses.
This is a really very interesting sort of contextualism,
and it’s wrapped around a really very clever conceit: someone has removed all
fossil fuels from the Earth “in one fell swoop”. Naturally, all activity has
ground to a halt, and the planet rots in a post-Apocalyptic waste. The
miscreant is now “confined in a pod” near the planet Jupiter. The play is a
dialogue between this fellow, Joe, and a nameless woman representing humanity,
“the accumulation of all voices.” “I ate too much, didn’t I?” she says. “…and I
was so naïve.”
Her initial reaction to him is a cry of pain. But
the relationship between the two is complex. She calls him a criminal, but they’re
like prisoners shackled together; at one point, she tells him “You’re so
boring. Do something.”
He needs her company. His only occupation is playing
go with a robot. At one point, he sings to her – “La la la…” He is not merely a
villain. He asks her “Why is it absurd for me to want you to be better than you
are?”
Eventually, after many years, things on earth move back
to normal. “The world has stabilized,” the woman reports, after some carbon
sequestration.
But the premise feels unresolved. The extraordinary
creativity of the show’s concept isn’t developed. We never learn, for example, by
what real or fictitious engineering the two characters are communicating. Nor
are we ever told the details of who Joe is (he was an ordinary earth denizen
once) and how or why why he did away with fuels.
Joe is played by Jeremy Pickard and the nameless
woman is played by Sarah Ellen Stephens. They’re talented, but their acting, like
the script, lacks specificity.
Mr. Pickard, who is the playwright, has written some
very nice poetry. “Loss is like a premonition in reverse,” the woman says. But
Pickard hasn’t mined the potential of the concept. He’s missed the opportunity
for a Shavian dialogue in which the dramatic characters personify ideas. He
hasn’t written the dramatic characters, only the ideas.
The third performer is Jonathan Camuzeaux, the
musician who wrote the music (and who doubles as the mute robot). He plays the
sazouki on stage – a cross between the Greek bouzouki and another Mediterranean
instrument, the saz. Between this and the recorded sound, the production has a
delicate and expressive audio backdrop.
Toward the end of the performance the audience is
invited to participate in some karaoke. The individual who volunteered on the
evening I attended chose to sing I Will
Survive. Then Ms. Stephens gave her the female role to read for the
remainder of the show. It’s a clever initiation of audience interaction.
Jupiter
(a play about power) comes from Superhero Clubhouse and
Kaimera Productions, co-created by Jonathan Camuzeaux, Lani Fu, Simón
Adinia Hanukai, Megan McClain and Jeremy Pickard. Presented by La MaMa.
Steve Capra
February 2016
February 2016