Solar endurance test
This article is from 2009.
This is the kind of show that divides audiences, in a Marmite love it or hate it kind of way. Clearly I fall into the latter category, because this one-man show felt like 45 minutes of slow torture.
Performer Paul Rous of Aberdeenshire-based Dudendance cuts a powerful figure on the stage. And at one point, when he examines his arms with a robotic meticulousness, before attempting to smoke a cigarette, the piece almost becomes engaging. Other than that, the painstaking speed with which he crosses the stage dressed in something akin to a Victorian nightgown, rolls around the half-lit floor, or walks on all fours panting like an asthmatic dog, all feels incredibly self-indulgent.
Similarly, the intermittent NASA recordings, which speak of ‘breached co-ordinates’ and ‘post-op comms’ are utterly meaningless to the layperson and do nothing to draw us in. Video footage of somebody rolling on a beach, also fails to ignite the piece – not least because it’s only fully visible from half the auditorium.
St Stephen’s, 0141 565 1000, until 31 Aug (not 24 & 25), 5.30pm, £7 £5).