Needles and Opium
Robert Lepage
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Oliver Normand |
Two similar comments seem to be on the lips of everyone as
the house lights come up after the final stage bows – whether it is the woman
sitting next to me, couples exiting with question marks written all across
their faces, or the guys joining me along the downstairs urinals after the
ninety-five minute, no-intermission show.
“Do you have any idea
what just happened? I just don’t get it
at all.”
“Never have I seen
anything so visually incredible in a live performance. How on earth did they do all that?”
And both immediate reactions are true to my own
experience. Needles and Opium, a 1991 premiere by Robert Lepage, is a jaw-dropping, armrest-clinching
montage of scenes mostly taking place in an elevated, swaying and rotating,
gray-walled half-cube about the size of a small hotel room (designed by Carl
Fillion). Two actors defy gravity and
literally cause audience gasps as they walk, glide, and tumble on walls that
become floor that turn to ceiling – both actors who at times seem to disappear
into thin air. And all during the
current American Conservatory Theatre production directed with
out-of-this-world ingenuity by the creator himself, Robert Lepage, we are still
often left scratching our heads as to what actually is the story we are
watching (and if there in fact is a plot) while at the same time wanting the
moving spectacle of projections, music, acrobatics, and dance never to end.
Three stories intertwine of people who never meet and who
exist in two time periods – stories tied loosely by the common threads of a
trip to other side of the Atlantic for performance purposes, of personal struggles
to deal with lost loves, and of desperately seeking a refuge to escape pain in
their lives (two through opium and/or heroin, one through hypnosis).
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Wellesley Robertson III |
Wellesley Robertson III is a silent Miles Davis who speaks
only through his haunting, slow-speed notes of jazz that float from his
ever-present trumpet
(with music and sound designed by Jean-Sébastian
Côte). The performer goes
to his beloved Paris in 1949, finds there as a black man the audience love and acceptance
that escapes him in America, and falls in love with singer Juliette Gréco. Upon return to the prejudices of the U.S.
without his newfound love, he turns to needles for solace. Mr. Robertson injects his Miles Davis with a
needle like none ever before seen on stage and goes on a drug-infused trip,
providing one of the most heart-breaking, astounding sequences in an evening
already packed with astoundingly powerful moments – visual and emotional.
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Olivier Normand |
Olivier Normand plays the French writer, playwright, performer
and filmmaker Jean Cousteau whom we see making a similar, cross-Atlantic
journey (1948) in the opposite direction to New York. On the way home he writes “Lettre aux
Américains” (“Letter to Americans”),
excerpts that we hear as a air-floating, upside-down Cousteau reads the letter
in thick-French accent (so heavy in accent that unfortunately much of what is
said is often difficult for this American audience to discern). While in New York, Cousteau creates with Life Magazine a series of photographs we
see reenacted as he -- with four arms -- simultaneously draws, drinks, and
smokes in another eye-popping sequence performed by Mr. Normand after he
magically appears half-emerged in the floor of the moving half-cube. We also hear of Mr. Cousteau’s own love and
hate of opium, a drug he turns to early and often in a life to escape the
tragic loss of his one, true love (a young man named Raymond Radiguet).
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Wellesley Robertson III & Olivier Normand |
But the bulk of Robert Lepage’s script and loosely knit story
is devoted to Robert (also played by Olivier Normand), a Quebecois actor who
travels to Paris after a recent break-up to do a voice recording for a
documentary about Davis and Gréco.
Robert seeks his own refuge in Miles’ trumpet music and Gréco’s “Letter.”
However, Mr. Lepage’s script subjects us
to a series of curiously bland, non-impactful scenes where Robert does things
like have trouble sleeping in a cheap, Paris hotel (due to all-night
love-making next door); talks on the phone to his ex who does not want to talk
to him; and has initial trouble getting through the voice-overs for the
documentary on Miles Davis. When the
French-and-English speaking Robert moves into the former language, his
fast-paced, foreign chatter is unfortunately translated in supertitles too
small, too high, and too quickly disappearing above the cubed setting below to
be very useful to us as audience – not that the dialogue really seems to matter
that much.
Fortunately, the non-story for such a dominant character (about
whom we do not ever learn enough to care much) is told amidst thrilling projections
by Lionel Arnould and stunning lighting by Bruno Matte – creative effects that
there are not enough adjectives adequately to describe their inventive
magnificence. Together they turn Robert’s
half-cubed environ into an ever-changing, often-moving world of Paris’s streets,
his hotel room, and a recording studio – scenes Mr. Normand must manipulate
like a skilled artist skilled in gymnastics, ballet, and circus. Never will we likely see any more incredible
exit from a hotel bed than can be seen when reclining Robert yawns his long
legs away from bed onto wall to find himself suddenly standing on what is now a
floor before then disappearing seemingly into some dark, unknown world beyond
the cube itself.
If entering the Geary Theatre in somewhat the mindset of
going into a Cirque du Soleil tent, then there is little doubt that when walking
out, almost anyone is going to be shaking a head that is bursting with
awe-filled memories of scene after scene of mind-blowing experiences. Sometimes like a souped-up, Disney Park
attraction that can leave the stomach a bit queasy and other times like a scene
in the most magnificent of ballets, Needles
and Opium begs to be seen, to be experienced but humbly asks forgiveness if
its meaning is not quite understood from beginning to end.
Rating: 4 E
Needles and Opium continues
through April 23, 2017 on the Geary Stage of of American Conservatory Theatre, 405 Geary Street, San
Francisco. Tickets are available online
at http://www.act-sf.org/ or by calling the box office 415-749-2228.
Photos by Tristram Kenton & Nicola-Frank Vachon
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