I saw Wedlock of the Gods by Zulu Sofola at the Project Arts Centre tonight. There were some stunning performances and I enjoyed myself. Though the production was not polished, there were some electric moments in which the entire room seemed frozen.
I was particularly struck by the moments of intense emotional release. There was a palpable taboo being broken and a keening that increased to an uncomfortable level: it was what I would've hoped to have experienced in the Abbey Theatre's recent production of The Crucible. It was refreshing to experience the (a)live part of live theatre. In those moments I didn't care that the set wasn't fancy or that some of the women were having issues with their costumes. I was confronted with an intensity of feeling and felt the weight of my passivity.
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