THE MONSTER SHOW
Seeing The Monster Show is a bit like watching artists in rehearsal, working through a series of raw, unedited impulses. This gives the evening a certain volatile, unpredictable quality. It also makes certain sections quite dull. None of the pieces seemed complete or thorough, but certain moments had at least the potential for excitement.
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Levonne McAlister performed an inaccessible work full of personal anecdotes about growing up in New Orleans with his grandmother who used to “scare the shit out of him.” McAlister also read to us several of his dreams, and intermittently sang a little ditty with the lyrics, “There is nothing I wouldn’t do / For a comfortable hut to sleep in / And the very finest food to eat.” I couldn’t piece the work together, and the darkness of the stage coupled with McAlister’s flat delivery made the work frustrating.
