PREVIEW: Yoni Ki Baat

Yoni Ki Baat– which loosely translates from Hindi as “Talks of the Vagina”– is a show that centers around women of color.

Inspired by The Vagina Monologues, YKB started off for South Asian women. At the University of Michigan branch, the organization expanded to a larger array of diverse performers. Here is a student performance from 2018, to see a sample of what YKB has to offer.

YKB’s spring show is this Friday. You can RSVP here– it’s free. 

Check out their Instagram here and learn more about this year’s speakers.

REVIEW: Captain Marvel

This article alludes to minor spoilers.

In a beautifully shot debut, Captain Marvel cultivates a mythological (and exciting and godly) character, rightfully cementing her as one of the most anticipated heroes in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

Best known for her Oscar-winning role in Room, Brie Larson plays a Kree warrior referred to as Veers (the reason why is nicely revealed later on). Kree warriors has a single mission to uplift the universe: defeat an alien race called Skrulls who are hellbent on infiltrating and destroying civilizations through shapeshifting. She is often encouraged to suppress her curiosity regarding her lost memories in order to embrace their mission for the better of the Kree army. However, after a failed assignment, she is knocked down into Earth— where she finds out that she might once have had a life on this planet.

Veers — also known as Carol Danvers — has a particularly unordinary origin story. She’s a little difficult to adapt to the big screen, considering she is unknown to the greater public and has a less consistent comic book history. But the movie packs her distinct story in the runtime, establishing the world and moving dynamics within it.

The loss of memory is a major theme— and point of confusion for Veers. However, it never seems to be her main goal to find out who she is, as pointed out by this piece in The Atlantic.

However, I interpreted this as the Kree’s obsession of suppressing emotion and embracing a militaristic way of life— something Veers was (fruitlessly) trying to adopt. I will say, the movie could have expanded the Kree way of living and its operatives a bit more (and more subtly). To delve into the world that adopted her and how they effectively shaped her into being their warrior would have allowed us to understand our amnesic hero more.

But the movie is a lot easier to handle once you realize that Veers is approaching her time on Earth as a single-minded soldier. She is not impressed with what she sees on our planet at all. But there is a break once she realizes that Earth is a lot more personal than she had thought. Larson was given a very confused person to portray, but her cadence and gait throughout carried the character. The movie approached the “obligatory origin story movie” by working backwards, which I believe is ultimately more beneficial to Carol and the audience.  

I thought it was rather effective to leave her emotional Earth connections to past friend Maria Rambeau (Lashana Lynch, Still Star-Crossed) and her daughter Monica Rambeau (Akira Akbar), rather than her clearly unhappy upbringing. Veers seems to be cemented in the connections she chooses to make, rather than ones forced upon her. There is something poetic to leave much of her past in flashes, mysterious glimpses, as it allows as to see Veers as the person she currently is— a Carol Danvers who has changed, who has experienced a world bigger than hers. I hope dearly we can see the Rambeau family again, as they were darling in every way.

I am especially glad Maria was on board for the climax as well— her relationship to Carol was especially complex, full of distinct grief and care. Lynch gave a performance that balanced the quick-pace of a fun Marvel movie with the underlying yearning of the character. 

The most expected comment of the film will be that Carol is too powerful— and logically, I can see that. But I had a smile on my face throughout the climatic sequence. It’s not subtle, but it’s not distracting. It’s not bad. The movie is just fun, alleviating and paced in ways that a viewer needs.

Samuel L. Jackson’s Nick Fury was an absolute delight as the deuteragonist. Jackson’s character has been flitting in and out of the franchise for a while now, so seeing him as an unabashedly enthusiastic fan of Veers and her world gave a lot of endearing insight as to why he would create The Avengers in the first place.

It was wonderful to see Fury as wide-eyed, less brittle man who is open to trust people. It explains a lot about Fury in the present timeline— why he isn’t as wary of these powerful superheroes as one would think he would be. It’s because he can sense the good in them— he’s seen it before in Carol. Jackson was consistently uplifting in every scene he was and continues to be a highlight in the Marvel universe. I also hope we can see their dynamic (and the cat) again. 

One of my biggest disappointments definitely stems from the larger problem that the MCU tends to adopt: they hire really fantastic actors, hide them under voice changers and armor, and have them appear essentially as background characters. Gemma Chan (Crazy Rich Asians) and Lee Pace (Pushing Daisies, Guardians of the Galaxy) were just a few examples in Captain Marvel— both dynamic and beloved actors but barely used.

Annette Bening (20th Century Woman, one of my favorite movies) played a larger role and even then, I felt like she could have been allowed to chew up the scenery a bit more. However, she was deeply engaging on the screen— a relaxed, cool presence and the key to the story’s mystery.

And if I can take a moment to say— I deeply enjoyed the look of the female characters in this movie. I wouldn’t say I have an eye for fashion sense/aesthetics, but they were all framed in the way that felt deeply different. Maybe it was the absence of a male gaze. Maybe it was the grunge look.

Captain Marvel’s arc wraps up in a satisfactory way, concluding a piece of the larger intergalactic Marvel story. It pumped me up for Infinity War and what our new player can bring as a superhero and as a reassured Carol Danvers.

PREVIEW: Captain Marvel

This is going to be a tad dramatic, but I believe in the lens of a cultural analysis of one of the top grossing media empires in the world, kind of important to note.

Two of my favorite characters from the Marvel Cinematic Universe is Captain America and Thor. Human golden retrievers that took a sharp departure from the grim and grit of the anti-hero. I like my movie bad boys, but there is something kind of lovely to see hope and abashed kindness portrayed in a complex, nuanced way.

But it took Marvel a couple of jabs to get them right— Steve Rogers had a middling first movie, followed by a fun but one-note appearance in the first Avengers movies. But The Winter Soldier completely changed everything for Steve, respecting his good heart, acknowledging a changing world, insisting that the past was just as flawed, and that his PTSD is fundamental to his character.

It took until Thor: Raganrok, Chris Hemsworth’s third solo movie and sixth appearance as the character, to cement Thor’s likability, complexity, and heroism. Thor is wonderful and I love him— but we were all late to the game.

Steve and Thor’s status as white men allowed them a couple of misses. Marvel was okay with middling movies, Marvel knew they needed to establish their big heroes, Marvel was okay with an alright box office.

It’s pretty eyebrow raising how long it took for the usually very strategic company to get to a female-centric film. Black Widow was the logical step but was avoided for…reasons. (Now she is getting her own movie and honestly, as much as I like Natasha Romanoff, I think her character arc kind of doesn’t call for it anymore in the grander scheme of the universe.)

So Marvel built themselves this huge anticipation for Captain Marvel. It’s a moment, a change in the field. The last Avengers movies implies that she will swoop in as a major player. And while I adored the Infinity War cliffhanger for our next Captain, Marvel threw themselves into a terrifying situation they created.

Or maybe they could never avoid it.

Sometimes the intense bad-faith backlash to anyone who isn’t your typical lead crawls underneath your skin and just dies there, leaving you with a bad feeling for the rest of your day/week/month. It’s not a “log-off Twitter” type of deal. This is what women (and especially Black women and women of color) face. What happened to Kelly Marie Tran and Leslie Jones makes my heart hurt.

I believe a part of this angered wave is Brie Larson’s own political views. She is devoted to the cause of intersectional feminism and allyship.

You know the critics I am talking about, so I am not going to get into it.

I haven’t seen the movie yet. That’s why this is a preview. I’m going to watch it and I am going to try to expel this all from my already over-hyped brain while I watch it. I might not even like it, and that’s my right. But I don’t think it discounts Brie Larson, the cast/crew, the idea of a female leading production, and the idea of women just existing. It’s just a movie.

Captain Marvel is about an alien soldier who finds herself in an intergalactic battle. Confronted with memories of a past life on Earth, she teams up with familiar faces to end a war. Captain Marvel is particularly exciting, as she was hinted to arrive in a big way at the end of Avengers: Infinity War. You can watch it at State Theater and other theaters near you.

REVIEW: The Lightning Thief musical

Based off everyone’s favorite series that replaced the Greek mythology section of your sixth-grade history class, The Lightning Thief is a charming musical that dutifully adapts the themes and action-packed plot of the book in a way that is emotionally engaging for a devoted fanbase. (Cue: “It’s better than the movie”. Ah, poor Logan Lerman.)

The Percy Jackson and the Olympians series was incredible popular when it debuted in 2005, with its first installment, The Lightning Thief. It is about the twelve-year-old titular character, the son of a struggling single-mother in New York. Percy, played endearingly by Chris McCarrell, is diagnosed with ADHD and dyslexia, has a unhygienic and cruel stepfather, and is constantly kicked out of schools due to freak accidents that seem to follow him everywhere. Percy often struggles to get second chances, which turns out to be kind of the point. He’s a demigod: half mortal from his mother, half Greek God from his absent father.

And, well, all Greek heroes face tragedies.

Percy is blamed for stealing the lightning bolt of Zeus and is set to find the true thief to prevent a war among the Olympians, along with his new friends and new-found identity.

The five-part series was definitely one of my personal favorites, especially since I was in the bracket of “too old for Roald Dahl” and “too young to approach the later Harry Potter books”. But Percy Jackson’s appeal lied in its modernization of (pretty risque) myths as well as its more colloquial, urban fantasy approach to the young adult genre.

The musical is more kid-oriented, of course, with dialogue snappy and plot heavy for an older audience (the crowd was a pretty good mix of adults and families). To be transparent, the production was relatively low-tech with a pretty small cast but that should not deter anyone with its light work, stage movement, dance sequences, and dedicated cast/crew.

The standout sequence was the trip to the Underworld (“D.O.A.”)– it was the most visually appealing and exciting song of the bunch. “Good Kid” and most of the second-act songs were incredibly strong too. The way the musical packs together most of the later elements of the book into a montage of fast-pace numbers and stage movements was especially impressive as they still found time to respect the heartfelt character development of Annabeth and Grover (Kristin Strokes and Jorrel Javier respectively). (They even managed to add Thalia and the diAngelos! Come on, Chris Columbus.)

Not everything is a winner— some of the songs, especially “Prologue” and “The Campfire Song”, are a little hard to listen to with how precocious they come off. The gods— especially two of the Big Three featured in the second-half— were also a little hard to take seriously. Not to spoil anything, but I think they were meant to be caricatures, but I am not sure of what exactly. This characterization took away a lot of the weight behind the gods and their place in the world. Maybe that was musical’s point, but it felt disappointing all the same to get such a quick and shallow look at the beings that run these kids’ lives.

But despite this, parental abandonment were still tackled head-on, keeping the demigods in the center of the story. Most children’s series are pretty inherently grim, often masked with some kind of whimsy, but the Percy Jackson franchise was its own kind of fridge horror filled with all-powerful parents who happily ditch their kids and teenagers who are tracked by monsters. Of course, this too was wrapped in a sharp and fun narrative, but the musical does embrace the underlying theme of found family, duty, heroism, and abandonment (sometimes very well and sometimes not so well— but always respecting its complexity).

The contrast between the trio and the villain along with their dark backstories were especially handled very well. I could go on and on how about the subtle moments they incorporated and adaptation choices but I’m already over word count.  

The final song, “Bring On The Monsters”, was my favorite because of how the musical portrayed the characters and their desire to be their own people in the face of personal tragedy— it felt like a ringing summary of the series it self: rousing, bright, hopeful despite the darkness of its world.

The Lightning Thief is touring until mid-summer, with the Detroit show in Fisher Theater from February 26th to March 9th. You can check out the musical official soundtrack on Youtube.