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    At the Edinburgh Festival, Wrestling With Identity

    In plays from Scotland, Korea and Switzerland, theater companies explored questions of belonging, with varying degrees of success.Questions of nationhood, identity and belonging loom large in three politically themed productions at this year’s Edinburgh International Festival. The tagline for this year’s edition is “community over chaos,” and there was plenty of both in “Thrown,” a National Theater of Scotland production running at the Traverse Theater through Aug. 27.Written by Nat McCleary and directed by Johnny McKnight, it’s a sentimental comedy about five women from Glasgow who travel to the Scottish countryside to compete in a backhold wrestling tournament. In this folk sport, indigenous to Scotland, competitors are initially locked into a clamp-like hug, before trying to wrestle each other to the ground. It dates back more than a thousand years, and the escapade is a kind of pilgrimage for the characters as they seek to connect with their national heritage. Along the way they playfully dissect what it means to be Scottish, reeling off some serviceable — if not terribly original — gags about haggis, kilts and “Braveheart.”Personality clashes emerge. Jo (Adiza Shardow), who is mixed race, and Chantelle (Chloe-Ann Taylor), who is white, are both working class and have been best pals since their school days, whereas Imogen (Efé Agwele), who is Black, was expensively educated and is new on the scene. When Imogen encourages Jo to take a greater interest in racial politics, this puts a strain on Jo and Chantelle’s friendship. Chantelle resents Imogen for boiling everything down to race and vents her frustration at being seen as privileged, simply because she is white. Imogen, in turn, points out that her affluent upbringing has not protected her from racism. They are both right, of course, and their circular squabbling brings home the absurdity of pitting different types of oppression against each other.Lesley Hart is boisterously engaging as the group’s intense coach, Pam, but the star of the show is Maureen Carr, who plays Helen, the most unlikely of the five wrestlers. Diminutive in stature and older than the rest of the gang, she is a fish out of water who Carr plays with winning geniality. Helen provides moral support to Pam when she reveals her struggles with her gender identity and delivers the play’s defining monologue: a positive message of unity through celebrating difference.Pam explains that the play’s title denotes the feeling helplessness in the split second when you realize you’re about to lose a wrestling match. The sport is a metaphor for personal struggle, and the team, of course, is a metaphor for the Scottish nation. It’s heartwarming stuff, but heavy-handedly allegorical.Maureen Carter, right, who plays Helen, is the standout actor of the show. She delivers the play’s defining monologue: a positive message of unity through celebrating difference.Julie Howden“Dusk,” a show that the Brazilian theater maker Christiane Jatahy developed with the Swiss company Comédie de Genève, is more intellectually ambitious, but similarly flawed. Its protagonist, a young undocumented migrant called Graça (Julia Bernat), takes a job with a French-speaking theater troupe that is working on a stage adaptation of the Lars Von Trier movie “Dogville.”Graça claims to have fled Brazil as a political refugee, and the troupe’s members believe they are doing a good turn by hiring her, but relations sour when troubling stories emerge about her history. The women in the group become nasty as they suspect Graça has designs on their partners, and one male colleague, a naturalized citizen, takes against her because she reminds him of his own past experience as a hated outsider. The dynamic tips into exploitation and abuse, both psychological and sexual.Jatahy is known for work that blends the conventions of theater and cinema. Here, the onstage action is recorded by a camcorder synced up to a large screen displaying close-up footage in real time. This is occasionally interspersed with prerecorded footage that differs jarringly from what’s happening on the stage. The intention is to discombobulate the audience, and it does. The trouble, however, is that the big screen ultimately overshadows the actors’ in-the-flesh presence, as the eye is continually drawn upward. One might as well be at the movies.In “Dusk,” directed by Christiane Jatahy, close-up footage of the actors is displayed in real time on a screen at the back of the stage.Magali DougadosRunning at the Royal Lyceum Theater through Aug. 27, “Dusk” is a provocative and pointedly bleak allegory of liberal hypocrisy. The central concept is strong, but the play is let down by overkill, especially in not one, but two, graphic depictions of sexual violence. When, after the second, the fictional troupe’s director (played by Matthieu Sampeur) earnestly agonizes over the ethics of storytelling, we detect a none-too-subtle attempt to pre-empt criticisms that “Dusk” trades too heavily on shock value. (Reader, it does.)The final 30 minutes of this 90-minute production are spent laboring the message of the first hour, culminating in a catastrophically unnecessary audience-facing lecture from Graça on xenophobia, gendered violence and the rise of the far right. The applause at the end of the show was damningly restrained.A refreshing antidote to that production’s audiovisual clutter came in an exquisite production of Euripides’ “Trojan Women,” by the National Changgeuk Company of Korea. (The final performance of its three-show run is Aug. 11.) Set in the immediate aftermath of the decade-long Trojan War, it portrays the women of Troy as they await their imminent subjugation by the Greeks, who, having killed the Trojan menfolk, intend to take the women as wives or slaves.The National Changgeuk Company of Korea production of “Trojan Women” directed by Ong Keng Sen.Jess ShurteThe director, Ong King Sen, and the playwright Bae Sam-sik, have done a fine job of reimagining this tale, which is mostly told through the medium of Pansori, a Korean genre of musical storytelling in which singing is accompanied by drumming. The propulsive pounding of the drum lends the songs a certain martial quality, which combines with the mournful tones of a zither and the singers’ plaintive laments to produce a powerful blend of sorrow and defiance. Kim Kum-mi delivers a vocal performance of remarkable intensity as the Trojan queen Hecuba, and Yi So-yeon is arresting as the fey clairvoyant Cassandra.The splendid set, by Cho Myung-hee is all the more imposing for its elegant simplicity. The Trojan women emerge, clad in white, from a strange, otherworldly tunnel flanked by two golden staircases; at various points, the structure is brought to life with elaborate lighting effects to evoke fire and sea.Euripides’s play dates from 415 B.C., but its enduring resonance is all too obvious as we look around the world today and reflect, for example, on the anniversary of the genocide by ISIS of the Yazidi people of Syria and Iraq — and the subsequent sexual enslavement of hundreds of Yazidi women — which began nine years ago this month; or the mounting evidence of sexual violence by Russian soldiers in Ukraine.Hecuba’s howl of anguish — “Destiny is drunk, the gods are blind!” — is a lament for the ages, a visceral and succinct protest against the abject cruelty of war.Edinburgh International FestivalThrough Aug. 28 at various venues in Edinburgh; eif.co.uk. More

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    At the Holland Festival, Many Shades of Strange

    Some of the action onstage at the Amsterdam event is so bizarre that following the action can be tough.When it was established in 1947, the Holland Festival signaled the Dutch desire to build bridges after World War II. Its mandate was simple: to bring international artists from a range of disciplines to the Netherlands, every summer.“You had three cultural exports at the time: tulips, cheese and the Holland Festival,” Emily Ansenk, who has been the event’s artistic director since 2019, said in an interview.Its core mission hasn’t changed much — and the breadth of work on offer in Amsterdam, spanning performance and visual arts, can feel somewhat disorienting. While the 2022 edition tackled climate change and issues of representation, there is no overt theme this year.Still, as the theater portion of the Holland Festival kicked into high gear over this past weekend, common threads started to emerge. Not all of them were inviting: Elli Papakonstantinou and Susanne Kennedy, two experimental European directors, created stage worlds so bizarre that following the action proved a tall order.“ANGELA (a strange loop),” a production created by Kennedy and her creative partner, the visual artist Markus Selg, is a hot ticket on the festival circuit this year. Its run at the Holland Festival came after stops at the Kunstenfestivaldesarts in Brussels and at the Wiener Festwochen in Vienna, with the Avignon Festival, in southeastern France, to come next month.It’s easy to see why programmers love it. Its premise is zeitgeisty — the central character, Angela, is an influencer with an autoimmune disorder whose real life is crumbling — and Kennedy and Selg bring it to life with genuine technical wizardry. In Angela’s house, designed by Selg, every wall is also a screen. One minute, you see a plain white kitchen behind her; the next, a giant talking cat or a feverish explosion of colors.“ANGELA (a strange loop)” is a collaboration between the theater director Susanne Kennedy and her creative partner, the visual artist Marcus Selg.Julian RöderThe play’s script is entirely prerecorded: The cast lip-sync to it throughout, looking detached and slightly robotic. Reality is unstable and not to be trusted, the show keeps telegraphing. The most natural dialogue actually comes when Angela films herself addressing her followers, her chirpy “Hey guys!” in stark contrast with her otherwise aloof demeanor.The early scenes promise much. When Angela’s boyfriend, Brad, stops by, their affected, slow-motion interactions — and recorded munching sounds when they eat takeout — are oddly captivating, as is Angela’s relationship with her overbearing mother.Yet “ANGELA (a strange loop)” ultimately veers off the rails in the second half, which crams in so many shades of strange that it becomes difficult to keep track. The appearance of a bald angel figure who plays the violin? Quaintly strange. An abduction subplot that involves Angela wandering through a forest, before being “reborn from water and spirit”? Confoundingly strange. A ritual in which Angela “coughs up” a baby trapped in a tiny balloon and holds it up in front of a totem, with distorted images of fetuses flashing behind? Pointlessly, tediously strange.In terms of opaque plots, Kennedy and Selg had competition from Papakonstantinou, a Greek director who presented “The Bacchae” at the Muziekgebouw, Amsterdam’s largest concert hall. “The Bacchae” is very loosely based on Euripides’s ancient play, whose characters seem to have been transplanted into a postapocalyptic world. The stiff family of King Pentheus of Thebes gathers around a dinner table, in outrageously camp makeup and costumes, and await the arrival of a meteor that might destroy the earth.Georgios Iatrou in Elli Papakonstantinou’s “The Bacchae.”Alex KatThat meteor turns out to be Dionysus, the god who appears in Euripides’s play to punish Pentheus and his relatives for claiming that Dionysus is not the son of Zeus. Here, Dionysus — played by Ariah Lester, also the composer of the few songs peppered throughout — acts instead as a catalyst for an actual bacchanal. The cast strip to their underwear, before writhing and bouncing on the floor, at length.By the standards of contemporary dance, however, this particular gender-bending orgy was pretty tame and lacking in choreographic structure. Disturbingly, a family servant is also sexually assaulted by Pentheus in close-up onscreen, before happily joining in the romp, as if nothing had happened. A commanding performance by Georgios Iatrou as a singing Tiresias in drag wasn’t quite enough to redeem this “Greek tragedy in the metaverse,” as Papakonstantinou describes it.Queer characters were dealt a better hand in “Brideshead Revisited,” the only Dutch theater production in this year’s Holland Festival lineup. In this lo-fi, conversational show, the actor and performer Florian Myjer delves into his teenage passion for the 1945 Evelyn Waugh novel.Myjer is a member of De Warme Winkel, an acclaimed Dutch theater collective, which opened its own rehearsal and performance venue, De Sloot, last year in Amsterdam. Onstage there, Myjer first spoke to the audience as his sweet, awkward 16-year-old self, who fantasizes about the novel’s central male friendship between two Oxford students, Charles and Sebastian — which has been widely interpreted as having gay overtones. “But it’s not what I’m looking for because I’m not gay,” the young Myjer protests.Yet Myjer did ultimately come out as gay, and in the rest of the show, he grapples with his long-held desire to adapt “Brideshead Revisited” for the stage. Three times over, we witness him start rehearsals with another actor, Abke Haring, who co-directed the production with Myjer. Their attempts to start the creative process are hilariously awkward at first, before turning serious.Florian Myjer, left, and Abke Haring in “Brideshead Revisited,” a production by the Dutch theater collective De Warme Winkel.Sofie KnijffBoth performers reveal deeply held fears. Haring explains that she has always felt like she is both a girl and a boy, and details the impact this has had on her life. As the relationship between the two characters turns confrontational, Haring then wonders why Myjer chose her for this project instead of a man, and Myjer admits that he still feels shame over his sexuality.While “Brideshead Revisited” is certainly no Waugh adaptation, Myjer and Haring have taken a literary classic and riffed on it freely, in a warm, vulnerable way. The Holland Festival may have been intended to bring the world to Dutch stages, but it’s good to see some Dutch artists join the party and claim the spotlight, too. More