what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.
mine is you.
i like fridays, rainy days, proud cats, black & white photographs, children's books, short stories and movies that most people would never see. Music serves me justice on sad days (Adele, The Kooks, Mumford & Sons are gems) and genuine smiles are a must-have.
8:24:00 PMbop to the top
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Cabaret. Probably almost every other Lit student in nyjc would be blogging about this but aiyah. what the heck.
if not for Fei Xiang's FABULOUS performance in his role as The Emcee, the musical would have just been incredibly lackluster- which, led by emma young's performance as lead character Sally, almost was. i mean, she wasn't strong when it came to her singing and only revealed the full extent of her vocal cords towards the ending songs, which were, at least to me, too little too late.
most of the songs were pretty memorable- from the incredibly catchy you-can't-help-but-hear-it-in-your-head-over-and-over opening tune 'Cabaret' to the all powerful Hitler-esque (it was, after all, set in Pre-WW2 Weimar Republic Berlin) chorus 'Tomorrow Belongs To Me', the sweet 'Married' and the hilarious 'Fruit Shop Dance', complete with a scene on the joy of pineapples (!).
the ending, to most people i guess, was pretty abrupt and anti-climatic. but i kind of expected it to have a 'bleh' ending. i mean, realistically, that particular musical isn't supposed to have a 'happy' end, considering that the odds were really against the characters. even the singing in the second half was half-hearted, as though portraying the pathetic-ness of everything, of how superficial and fake everything was, especially the Kit Kat Klub, in its attempts to create a largely delusioned place where not all was as rosy and as exciting as they seemed to be(reflective of the government perhaps?).
well, in retrospect though, the musical is clearly a satire on the political and social situation in Berlin, which was then known as the cultural hub of Europe- with an incredibly outragious night life.
oh, and the raunchiness and sexuality? in the beginning, it was kinda overwhelming cos i was trying to take in everything all at once, but after a while, surprisingly, i got used to it and focused my attention instead to the lyrics and the music and the script, which was, on the whole pretty good.
and for $15 (was initially $50 but the sch subsidized), the seats weren't bad at all. i felt really fortunate actually (as i'm sure many of us were) to be able to watch such a high-end musical production at such a low price AND with pretty good seats. was really a priviledge.
and i'm glad.
please excuse me for my superficial-ness, my ego-ness, my selfishness, my image-conciousness, my think-only-of-myself-ness, my manipulativeness, my show-off-ness, my stuck-up-ness. i'm not humble.
i'm so NOT apologizing.
for one so young, one shouldn't be so sad.