Dogeaters
Jessica Hagedorn
The hot, muggy breezes of Philippine jungles
send trees crashing against the corrugated shacks along the stage wall while
thumping loud beats of 1980s club music in Manila vibrate all around us. The uneasiness and threat of a storm is eased
somewhat by the promise of a nightclub party.
For the next two and a half hours, opulence and glitter will intertwine
with desperation and oppression.
Unbridled control of despots will bump and grind in clubs and in the streets
with a growing army of guerilla resisters.
Religious devotion and sexual depravity will vie for hearts and souls of
those in control and those being tracked down.
And all the while, media gods and goddesses will watch over all providing
social commentary as a country struggles to overcome a legacy of imperialist
corruption seeded in centuries past by Spain and fertilized of late by the
United States.
Placing before us seemingly disparate pieces of
a huge jigsaw puzzle in the form of several dozen scenes with over forty-plus
characters played by fifteen actors, Jessica Hagedorn leaves it to us to make
sense of the picture that eventually emerges. Presenting the Bay Area premiere of her 2001
play adapted and with the same name as her award-winning 1991 novel, Dogeaters, Magic Theatre and Director
Loretta Greco make a brave attempt in fitting the pieces of her puzzle
together, even when at times the edges do not seem to meld together very easily. The result is both a confusing mishmash of
who is who and what is what and a brilliant collage of a society high and low,
good and bad, famous and infamous, pursuers and pursued that consumed the
Philippines during the Marcus era – and still exists in some form today.
Esperanza Catubig and Melvign Badiola are
lavishly dressed and oh-so full of chitter-chatter and gossip as the play’s
narrators, TV commentators, and stars of the country’s greatest obsession, the
radio soap opera “Love Letters.” With all
kinds of bloody debauchery and bloodline deception occurring around them, the
two hang out on the side lines watching with some amusement, treating the
current events like an extension of the melodramatic soap opera script they periodically
fall into. As Nestor so aptly describes
both their show and their country,
“So many stories! A vaudeville of doomed love, shameless
desire, dreams and longing. Someone
always laughs; someone always cries; someone always dies.”
Also serving as a commentator and observer of
the scene around her is Rio Gonzaga, newly arrived from the U.S. after a
fourteen-year absence from her homeland.
Her stay defines in time the slice of life drama she and we witness in
her beloved homeland; and Rinabeth Apostol as Rio is convincingly excited,
enthralled, shocked, and horrified as she reunites with friends and relatives
and witnesses the events playing out around her. She and her cousin, Pucha (Julie Kuwabara),
are like schoolgirls together when talking about Hollywood or escaping to the
movies; but when she joins Pucha and their uncle Freddie (Chuck Lacson) at a
nightclub where couples of all sorts are having sex of all sorts (in a lurid
scene that turns the play for a few minutes into a X-rate affair), Rio is
repulsed what has happened to the Manila she once knew.
Rio also eventually goes to see former friends
of her Mom, Perlita and Chiquiting, both of whom we have already met several
times in the many short vignettes flashing past us on the stage. Chiquiting is the over-the-top fem
hairdresser of the First Lady and Rio’s Mom (played by Mr. Badiola when he is
not Nestor, the commentator). Jomar
Tagatac is fabulous as Perlita, the gay owner of a hot, dance club populated
mostly by drag queens, gays, and men on the down low. The normal attire he wears while gliding
around as if not touching the ground is a brightly colored, silk housecoat. When he transforms to his drag persona, he
lights up the stage with a performance that makes it difficult not to get up
and dance along. (In contrast casting,
Mr. Tagatac is also the deceiving and Marcos-loyalist, General Ledesma.) Perlita is joined in his club by his popular
DJ, Joey, a strung-out-on-drugs, sexy hustler who falls for and then robs a
visiting German filmmaker (Lawrence Reducer as Rainer Fassbinder), witnesses a
political assassination, and becomes a hunted animal by military dogs. Joey is just the right mix of pizzazz,
perversion, and panic as played by Rafael Jordan.
But like many characters that parade before us, barely
six degrees of separation exist between Perlita and many of them – be they
military thug, communist rebel, prostitute, pimp, foreign film director, or
Imelda Marcos – leading to many surprise relationships and meetings.
What makes Dogeaters
both epic in nature and confusing in viewing are the multiple characters played
by most of the cast (up to five roles for several of them) and the many scenes,
some of which in the first act especially are difficult to follow as to which
of an actor’s characters we are now seeing and exactly where the scene is
occurring (and even why we are seeing it).
But, to a person, the cast members deliver glimpses that, in the end,
begin to leave an overall impression of the combined titillation, mixed
loyalties, and extreme dangers that permeated the world around them at that
time.
Among the other characters we meet is Daisy
Avila, the new and stunning Miss Philippines.
Christine Jamlig impressively spans the range’s extremes in her emotional
and physical expressions -- from reigning queen before flashing lights to
repentant and frightened petitioner in a confession box to captured prisoner
tortured and raped and finally to armed rebel leader in the jungle. Her life-changing and unexpected journey is
spawned by the assassination of her father, Senator Domingo Avila, a rousing
speech giver and hero of the masses played by Ogie Zulueta (who also doubles as
the sleazy and betraying uncle and pimp of Joey).
As actors switch from good to evil and from
famous to unknown, the dozens of faces that flash in front of us (some to be
remembered, many to be forgotten) also include an uncanny depiction of Imelda
Marcos by Beverly Sotelo, who brings Imelda’s famed singing voice, love of
shoes, and belief that the common people actually love her. Among other roles they both play, Carina
Lastimosa Salazar is Trini, a sweet waitress bold enough to convince a waiter
and aspiring actor she meets at the movies to date her; and Jed Parsaio is her
actor beau, appropriately named Romeo.
He a shy boy who is doomed to be gunned down in front of her as the supposed
assassin of Senator Avila. Mike Sagun is
the steely faced, evil-voiced Lieutenant Pepe Carreon who loves having a woman
on the floor between his legs and has no outward regret but instead evil
delight in killing the innocent (like Romeo( or the mighty (like Senator Avila).
The projections of Hana Kim play a big part in
setting tropical and urban moods, in transporting us to movie houses and to a
film festival, and in putting us back in actual historical events of 1982. Ms. Kim’s video creations project on the walls
of grooved metal covered in graffiti and colorful signs that open to become a
gay bar with twinkling lights or the beaded entrance to a den of iniquity. Ray Oppenheimer’s lighting and Sara
Huddleston’s sound play immense roles in establishing glamorous runways for
stars, pumping dance venues for the rich and not-rich as well as street cafes,
radio stations, interrogation chambers, and steamy jungle hide-aways.
In the end, the strength of Magic Theatre’s
production of Jessica Hagedorn’s Dogeaters
is the lasting impressions made in the gestalt more than in the
particular. Sorting out and remembering
clearly many of the specifics is difficult and frustrating at times during the
performance itself; but the lingering picture of Philippine history, culture,
and challenges left by this jigsaw puzzle with so many pieces is powerful,
memorable, and lasting.
Rating: 4 E
Dogeaters
continues through February 28, 2016 at Magic Theatre, Fort
Mason Center, San Francisco. Tickets are
available online at http://magictheatre.org/ or by calling the box office at (415) 441-8822.
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