Posts tagged Khalil Smith
POST: 'In the Heights' I felt a part of the community

For this particular piece I shall bend the rules and say that the members of the Harlem Repertory Theatre were outstanding. I say this, to say, I was thoroughly moved by the performance and by the company and what it represents.  As a poet, one of my personal heroes has always been Langston Hughes and it was his dream for theatre to be accessible to the people of Harlem, this company makes that so.

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POST: ''Tis Pity She's A Whore' What causes attraction?

To see the siblings Giovanni and Annabella go from hiding their love for each other to admitting their feelings and then acting on them... was for me cringe worthy. Actually that's exactly what I did, cringe as I yelled in my head "STOP, JUST STOP!". As the show continued, I saw how much Giovanni truly loved Annabella and although I was against the relationship, it was both touching and heartbreaking. They were truly in a beautiful nightmare.

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POST: 'Doctor Zhivago' I champion love, but at what cost?

I'm tempted to describe Doctor Zhivago as a beautifully written love story as it was described by the playbill, but I simply didn't see that.  As an audience member I felt uncomfortable watching a married man heroicized for overcoming extreme odds to pursue his mistress as opposed to reuniting with his wife and young son.  What further upset me was that his wife yielded to the mistress simply to secure her husband's happiness.  I struggle right now because I strongly champion love, but at what cost?  

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POST: Ronald K. Brown/Evidence. Dance definitely communicates.

Now I can translate.  
I can understand what the dancers say with their bodies as they dance to a Civil Rights speech that although not musical by nature, possesses a steady beat. As two chocolate women become one, intertwining themselves on stage, a message of unity is drawn.  There is no distinction between light skin and dark skin, it is a message that we are one.  I went home content knowing that whether dancing to afro-beats, moving to disco, or pouring out one’s soul to gospel music, dance definitely communicates. 

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POST: Blue Man Group. Is it bad to think as one?

As I sit and attempt to recreate my experience, I find it extremely difficult.  It's not difficult because the show was without value or content, but rather because the Blue Man Group was an extraterrestrial experience.  The “aliens” swallow balls of clay and paint to create oral art.  They throw toilet paper at the audience as strobe lights flash and percussion is played.  These antics seem playful and childish but I have spent days searching for deeper thinking in a show where the players never opened their mouths to say a word yet still interacted with the audience.

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POST: The Quantum Eye. Can Dumbledore do that?

I find that whenever a show involves the audience, there's a certain unique flare that the audience adds and boy was this a rowdy bunch I was with, most likely a result of the spirits in which they indulged.  As Sam scans the audience looking for a lovely assistant, here I am, finding myself cracking up, holding my stomach for mercy as Sam makes the faux pas of calling up a young boy as his beautiful assistant.  “What’s your name little girl?” ... “I’m a boy.” Pure comedic gold.

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Post: Naked Boys Singing. Why is watching naked boys so... weird?

I find such irony in that there is fun and mystery in guessing how someone looks under their clothes, yet when the guesswork is removed I find myself shrouded in discomfort.  I continuously tell myself if I look at their abs I won’t have to look at their penises and I can avoid the seductive gaze of the stage actors’ eyes...

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