:: rachel. more than just a word ::
...Rachel. More Than Just A Word...
January 28, 2007
fantabulous!!!!
KUDOS!
Okiku. I FINALLY WATCHED IT! *jumps up and down shaking head left and right*
At 7.35pm, Regina, Faye and I reached KLPAC and whoa. The long stretch of road before getting into that building area was dark and winded. That whole garden was meant to construct a few projects or some sort. Housing area and all. Like a mini Sunway. Both of them were busy admiring the scenery (Yes. In the dark) while I was so restless and fidgety! I have been waiting for this for almost a month!! "HE" doesn't want to accompany me, resulting me desperately having to seek for a substitute (But it was FUN going with you too Regina!). Hmmmph. But it was all good.
We entered the room of black walls after waiting for an eternity outside. When we were assured nice seatings (second row from the front! I feel like I can almost touch them....), I began to calm down. Teeheee. The settings was superb. It really did felt like we hit Japan for a while. They played some soothing Japanese music while everyone was taking their own sweet time to get in. Annoyingness.
I think I should very well brief you on what Okiku is all about. See, Okiku....is a legend. She (Yes. It's a girl's name. Not an object or a mix-breed animal nor is it Okeke, Pheng Aun) is a lowly maid accused to having broken one of a set of ten precious plates belonging to her master, the Samurai, Lord Aoyama Tessan. This is ALL due to greed and horniness as part of the nature of men alright. (Not being stereotypical, just revealing the truth. Teehee) Long story short, he couldn't get the best of her because honour is all she has left and she refuses to give it up. In order to own her, he framed Okiku by using the plate (Yeah. Sounds silly. He was given the task to guard some plates by Tokugawa. Sort of like their superior). She was sentenced to death, but she claimed her innocence before jumping into the well. Later on, she came back to haunt the man till insanity does him death. He ended up killing everyone in that house. HOWEVER, there are many other versions to the ways of how Okiku was forced to die. And this is the version for this play. You can always google it.
So, additional information for you people who love Japanese erm, horror movies. By that I mean, the green background, long hair girl, well, you know the works. This is some sort their backbone to most of the ghost stories seen in cinemas. For instance, The Ring. The well, girl, green, crawling, screams, death? Yeah.
The casts of Okiku were really living up to their character. As I was seeing this people, at the back of my head I was really applauding them. I went to the show on the third day before last and it truly amazes me how till the ending days, they can still play the same roles over and again and yet have such enthusiasm, such spirit. They pulled it through without any slightest error. Aren't they nervous? Aren't they at any point doubtful? It was....so real. Even the repetitive evil, cynical laughter projected by the 'noble' Samurai. Muahahahahahhahahaa....
That is why I love plays. Admiration comes with observation of these live stage objects.
5:28:00 PM
the one who speaks
rachel
bits and crumbs
Once upon a time there was a cow. Yes. A cow. And this cow had a friend. Friend was a sheep. See, both of them were green. In that place they lived in, all things were made green. The mushrooms, the potato land, the trees, the mosquitoes. And suddenly came down a star, CRASHING down to their planet, and ALL things became kalerful! And that star was ME. Rachelli. Ngyahahaha. *Scwoll down pwease*
