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Diary of an Overbooked Theater-Festival Surfer: Week One
On finding eccentric Miranda July commentary and gonzo race commentary during January’s experimental-theater blitz.
There’s Prototype, NYC’s annual celebration of radical contemporary opera and music-theater; the Exponential Festival, a jamboree of emerging, experimental work based in Brooklyn; and, for the first time, PhysFestNYC, in case you find yourself in Fidi and think, I could really go for some mime right now. Harris trained as an actor, and he throws his body into the show — but/and, he’s also an ambitious writer and deviser, a Black artist with a whole kettleful of biting, boiling, truly gonzo theatricality that’s equal parts deadly serious and gleefully self- (and everyone-) mocking. Barney rages through the space, nine-tenths naked, smeared in white paint and wearing a chaotic blonde wig, asking old men in the audience if they’re Zionists and hollering for the ASL interpreters near the stage to sign things that I probably can’t put in print.
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