With its direct reference to Marilyn Monroe, I just want to be loved by you too is a title that cues you into its theme: feminine screen icons, and the adoration of their audiences. A stage spotlight very slowly fills with nine wide-eyed women, a mass of tiny simpers and twitches. A couple of them topple, like statues from pedestals. At the end, a TV shows images of Monroe, Princess Di, Bambi (cute but, er, male?) and some real deer. The intent seems to be to highlight the gap between image and animal, or person and persona – but both choreography and performance are woefully lacking in the detail or depth needed to engage or enlighten us.
Inside it’s raining is a much meatier work. A perimeter of light demarcates the walls of an imaginary space. Inside is a tempest of action and emotion. One woman hurls her body through the air, almost not caring whether she’ll be caught by the man who is her target. He does catch her, on a reflex, but for the moment he’s more interested in another woman, who flails and arcs away from his pursuit. Recklessly buffeting each other and the floor, the trio also turn upon themselves, punching their own fists and spinning like dogs chasing their tails. Their storm calms, but the rumble of discord remains right through to the end.
Didn’t You Know? is an intriguing piece by the intriguingly named Moxie Brawl. The stage is strewn with newspapers, and the soundtrack is a collage of newscasts, beeps and snippets of song. The five-strong cast are finding their way through this informational flotsam, fingers writing on their own bodies, their own voices sometimes adding to the informational debris. Sometimes they swing and swoop, sending up flurries of paper; other times they shuffle laboriously along the floor. For a moment, they succeed in clearing a path, finding a direction through the debris – which is just a little more than I managed.