REVIEW: SMTD@UMMA

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Image from @ummamuseum on Instagram

I arrived early to the museum, and I watched the people slowly drift in, until all at once the chairs were filled and people were standing around the edges of the room. From the front of UMMA’s apse, it looked like any other performance, yet the back of the room resembled a concert pit; people standing, craning to catch a glimpse of what’s going on, resigning themselves to peering between heads. The performance, Image in Motion, attracted a diverse audience; there were groups of students to parents to faculty. The dances were choreographed by students themselves. As they were inspired by UMMA’s collection Europe on Paper, which consists heavily of line drawings (which were described as very graphic by the museum guide), I was interested to see how the dancers would interpret the art. I chatted with the girl sitting next to me as we waited for the performance to begin, and she expressed her worries that she would not understand what was going on in the dances, having not seen the art. Once the show began, though, it became evident that – had we not known the source of inspiration – it could’ve assumed this was another “dance for dance’s sake” show. While the dancers themselves likely saw the ties between movement and art, in my eyes they were two separate things.

I came to the unfortunate realization that not everything I love, when combined, becomes better. For me, art and dance seem to exist in two separate hemispheres; both forms of art, yet there is not a direct correlation. Separate, though, I loved both. I commend anyone who is willing to put their art and talent up for display, to make themselves vulnerable to an audience. The first couple of dances were costumed in nude colors, embodying the Greek statues situated behind them in the space. The dancers themselves, though embodying a completely different collection of art, came to embody the statuary, giving the solitary figures breath, movement, and life. Many dancers chose to highlight the color red, pulling the inspiration from the prints. I enjoyed that, while the focus of the performance was dance, they did not shy away from involving the audience’s other senses. Some dancers spoke during the dance, or used breathing as a form of accompaniment in itself; one performance studied the interplay between a solo French horn player and a dancer, this specific piece causing me to question which performer was inspired by which? Before this last piece began, the audience was asked to stand and rearrange themselves in the back of the apse, creating a circle around the room. I loved this; I felt as though I was in the piece itself, and it caused the audience to rethink the classic mode of watching a performance.

While Image in Motion intended to explore the relationship between art prints and dance, the relationships between the dancers and the space and the accompaniment was much more dynamic. One of the most meaningful moments of the night was when a member of the dance faculty, preluding the show, discussed the current tensions and fears within today’s recent culture, and how dance and art serves as a means of expressing and strengthening oneself in the midst of outside turmoil.

 

REVIEW: Helicon’s Synesthesia Exhibit

Attending Helicon’s Synesthesia Exhibit was definitely an experience.  It was dark, cold, and stormy when my friend and I arrived outside 504 Catherine, which on its own appeared to simply be a crowded house.  Then, suddenly, some unnerving music began to play, consisting of what sounded like wailing and sound static.  It was hardly an enticing welcome, but we eventually decided to head inside.

Welcome to synesthesia...
Welcome to synesthesia…

There were fairy lights on the walls and the band was huddled on the ground in the corner of the main room.  There was some art hung at eye level, including some installations that I enjoyed featuring bright colors that were nowhere to be found in the rest of the house.

The back corner
The back corner

We progressed upstairs, where we encountered an invitation to create some hands-on, spontaneous art by a window:

Window art
Window art

This was a part of the exhibit that I enjoyed.  It claimed in the event description that this exhibit would be a safe space to create and appreciate art.  The invitation to create something (or something more, in the case of the featured artists) was inspiring and made me feel like a part of the arts community.

Upstairs, however, was the opposite.  We were guided into a small room draped with blankets and scattered with pillows.  We sat down in front of a makeshift movie screen and watched what turned out to be one of the most unnerving films I’ve ever tried to see.  The camera lingered on seemingly unimportant objects, such as an outlet plug on the wall and the (infuriatingly incomplete) shaving of a man’s head.  We managed to escape once the narrator began discussing her wish to have her head stuck in a wood-chipper.

After that movie, we decided to skip the film with trigger warnings (“claustrophobia” & “bodily noises” among others) posted outside on the door.  We headed down to the basement, which, after taking in the previous levels of the house, sounded rather ominous.  To my surprise, however, the basement ended up being my favorite location.

The basement, part 1
The basement, part 1

This was our view when we had descended the (albeit creaky) stairs.  The sheets and fairly lights gave the space a, for lack of a better term, very artsy personality.  The lighting framed the artwork very well, casting a golden hue on everything.  Despite this, the art here was definitely of a darker sort, featuring, for example, a “Self Portrait” sculpture by Jay Moskowitz.

“Self Portrait” part 1

A closer look at this sculpture, especially when you bent down to be at eye level with it, revealed the talent present in this installation.  When you moved to look at the other side of the portrait, however…

“Self Portrait” part 2

…you were faced with something else entirely.

Moving into another room, we noticed a piece by Natalie Grove.  “Sit in Me” was typed out on the label, so we obliged.

Grove
Grove

Turning to our right, there was yet another film playing.  The film was exceptional at displaying continuous motion, every few frames featuring the cast in different or no clothing.  Despite these changes, there was never any pause.  The room itself was very thought-provoking as well, with wine and milk lined up in front of clothes in a pile on the ground.

Drink one, leave the cup.
Drink one, leave the cup.

My favorite piece of artwork at the exhibit was called “Suspended Thought” by Lorenzo Lorenzetti.  I very much enjoyed the literal title and the suspensions themselves.  It revealed, to me, how thoughts can manifest into something physical and indeed paralyze one’s mind.  It was a very geometric sculpture that reminded me of certain renaissance sculptures I’ve encountered at art museums around the world.

“Suspended Thought”

I heard about this exhibit because my photographs were also displayed.  Upon looking at all the other art present in the house, my friends joked that my prints were there to serve as a break from all other the more heavy, “tortured artist” installations.  My only qualm with being featured is that the labels below all three photos were incorrect, but the working theory is that it was an intentional mishap to further provoke the disorganized, artistic mind.

REVIEW: Fantastic Beasts And Where to Find Them

Let’s make one thing clear. Although I have seen all the Harry Potter movies, and maybe I went to Barnes and Noble for the midnight premiere of books 1-6, I am not a huge Harry Potter fan. To me Harry Potter always seemed a little childish and derivative, like listening to top 40 music. That’s why Fantastic Beasts And Where to Find Them was such a pleasant surprise.

Newt Scamander arrives in 1926 New York, fresh off an expedition studying and cataloging magical beasts around the world for his book. While he plans to stay only long enough to release a particular creature back into the wild, a run-in with an a No-Maj (American Muggle) leads to a number of events that make the movie run 133 minutes.

8:30 + preview + 133 minutes = 11:15
8:30 + preview + 133 minutes = 11:15

Like all the other Harry Potter movies, FBAWTFT looks gorgeous. Combining wizards with 1920’s America was a fantastic idea and someone should give JK Rowling a high-five for that. It was so much fun to see spells flying inside speak-easy’s and upending Model T’s on the street–I only wish Newt’s travels had taken him to other American cities like Chicago and San Francisco as well.

 

Every actor fit seamlessly into their roles so well that I didn’t miss the Harry Potter characters one bit. Eddie Redmayne as Newt played the perfect awkward scientist, but it was Dan Fogler as Jacob Kowalski that stole every scene with his charm and naivety. Unfortunately, the female characters didn’t seem as well hashed out. Queenie Goldstein, one of the two female leads, is literally nothing but an attractive secretary at the American equivalent of the Ministry of Magic. Maybe it was to add the period feel to the movie, but this series deserves better than one-sided female characters.

JK Rowling took the dark elements from the latter half of the Harry Potter series and ramped them up for FBAWTFT. Unhealthy relationships, from a neglected son to child abuse, pepper the central storyline, which also includes the DEATH SENTENCE as a plot device. I enjoyed that JK Rowling decided to write a movie that was for older audiences, but wow the movie gets dark.

At the same time, there are moments of precious comic relief scattered throughout the movie. DC Comics should study this film in terms of how to balance the light and the dark, because FBAWTFT knows how to make the audience laugh in one scene, and then pull those smiles away in the very next scene.

I left with one question on my mind: how does the movie scale up from here? The final “battle” felt almost like the end of a movie series, leaving New York in tatters (a la The Avengers) and at least two surprises. It felt like JK Rowling pulled out all of the stops as the wizards struggled to contain a dark force attacking the city. Will it be possible to make the action more exciting, or will we start to get fatigued after seeing the same spells, the same special effects, and the same CGI-creatures every outing?

Preview: Women’s Glee Club

The Women’s Glee Club Concert is tomorrow! This will be the second time I’ve been to a concert of theirs, and I’m really looking forward to it. The last time I went, I didn’t know what to expect, since I don’t attend choral concerts often, and I enjoyed myself very much. I have a few friends in the club, and I know they do really good work, so I can’t wait to see what they sing tomorrow. I’m also excited to hear the other choir they will be singing with, since I believe logistical issues prevented that from happening the last time.

The concert is Saturday, November 19, at 8pm in Hill Auditorium. Tickets are $5 for students and can be purchased at the door.

PREVIEW: MUSKET’S Avenue Q

Tonight is the opening evening of MUSKET’S Avenue Q! The musical explores coming of age stories as the characters navigate the struggles of entering adulthood. Robert Lopez and Jeff Marx created the concept that was eventually made into the Broadway musical familiar to us today. Featuring a combination of puppets, their puppeteers, and human actors the production reinvents the use of puppets in storytelling. Don’t let the idea of cute puppets fool you- this is not a children’s show. When buying my tickets for the show, the ticket master had to read me a warning: “The show is intended for mature audiences only”.

In recent years, Musket has brought the UofM community both loving classics and new edge theater; Into the Woods, Spring Awakening, and Big Fish are just examples of the diverse performance this organization has put on. I look forward to seeing how they’ve put their own unique touch on the 3 time Tony award winning musical, Avenue Q!

What: Avenue Q
When: November 18th, 19th at 8pm AND November 20th at 2pm
Where: Power Center
Buy Tickets: Students $7/Adults $13 (at door $10/$15)

REVIEW: Jake Shimabukuro, ukulele

Ukulele player Jake Shimabukuro (photo taken from http://www.jakeshimabukuro.com/home/photos/)

On Wednesday night, the University Musical Society (UMS) had ukulele player Jake Shimabukuro at Hill Auditorium.  Shimabukuro wowed the crowd as he strummed so fast that his hands were a blur.  Him and his bass player Nolan Verner played original songs off of his new album titled Nashville Sessions such as “F Minor”, “Celtic Tune”, and “Blue Haiku”.  They also played popular songs such as the Beatles song “Come Together” and Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody”.  Shimabukuro took the stage alone as he paid tribute to Leonard Cohen by playing “Hallelujah”.

Bass player Nolan Verner and ukulele player Jake Shimabukuro (taken from http://www.jakeshimabukuro.com/home/photos/)

My friend and I ended up getting the opportunity to meet Jake after the concert and get a picture and autograph.  He was so sweet and extremely down to earth, even thanking us for coming to his concert!  I told him about how I started playing the ukulele a year ago and as I was leaving he said, “Good luck on the uke!”  Definitely an experience that I’ll never forget!

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Upcoming performances through UMS can be found at http://ums.org/season/.