Monday, May 14, 2007
Footage from Voltaic
So I felt the footage didn't quite capture the excitement of the moment (says the girl whose brain was so addled with adrenaline, it's impossible to know exactly how exciting it was). Somehow in reverse it seemed to to me. It's a bit cheeky, admittedly, but it adds a little video pepper. I'm on this kick now, that there are elements of live performance that cannot be experienced by those who weren't there (Snooty sounding but true). After being able to craft each moment and beat in film and feeling like there was no way to match that live, I'm now flopping to the other end of the spectrum, the one I was most directly born into, live theatre. Live performance possesses an intensity that is difficult to captured on film. Think of all those staged opera and ballet programs on PBS. Seeing Baryshnikov live is a totally different animal (I would watch that man sit in a chair and pick his nose for 45 minutes with no complaint). That's why film is made in little chunks, it's a different language. A brilliant one. I just want to return to the live stuff. Live improvisation is bloody thrilling.
(so is hearing a hoard of wee children belting out "no more monkeys jumping on the bed" as they pass under one's window)