Review – Red Sorghum
Every family has a history. A rich tapestry of heartache, joy, tragedy and triumph. Red Sorghum is one such history which juxtaposes simple beauty with senseless carnage.
Adapted from Nobel literature prize winner Mo Yan’s novel of the same name, Red Sorghum is a dance-driven stage show that captivates the senses in its delivery of perfectly choreographed tableaus. Watching this show is like witnessing the creation of a watercolour painting. Fluid movements invoke the full gamut of emotions, as you are swept through the history of a forbidden love story, first lightened with comedy, then rocked by unforeseen terror.
Highest praise must be awarded to the performers. From the leads to the chorus, all dancers showed absolute dedication. This complete commitment left the audience engrossed as the world of sorghum, wine and war unfolded before our eyes. The story was relatable in its universal display of humanity. We were overjoyed by the story of love, devastated by the story of entrapment and mortified by the story of horror.
Mention should also be made of the technical precision of the dance. It was perfect and effortless, while oddly understated. The lighting and set design was simple but effective. If I were to reach for a criticism, it would be the somewhat stilted narration. But, this was given with a light touch and did not detract from the overall experience.
This story is a window into the senseless destruction of war. I was left wanting to know more about the history of Japan’s invasion of China, which pre-empted their engagement in World War II. Unfortunately I was also left with a sinking feeling, knowing that history repeats. That people’s family stories continue to be interrupted by violence and destruction.
Red Sorghum was a once-off performance to open OzAsia Festival, so unless you were applauding with me, you’ve lost your chance. But you can still catch the film adaptation of the novel, which will screen at Mercury Cinema on 14 September 2014 as part of OzAsia On Screen.
