Word: soundtracks
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Steely-eyed toilette finished, our man has transformed himself from a work-stained Charlie Manson into a square-jawed yuppie with a crinkly smile that could sell miles and miles of Kodak film. Whistling cheerfully, he cruises downstairs past a wall smeared with bloody handprints. Tension and soundtrack build as we wonder just what our cheerful quick-change artist is up to. Then, smiling wistfully, he pauses to pick up a child's toy. The camera follows him down, and there, sprawled messily across the living room, lies his butchered family...
...settled back on the couch in front of the tube; on the screen Ronald Reagan was bashing various ethnic minorities into submission in the jungleland classic "Tropical Zone." The movie's soundtrack, probably a valuable primer to Reagan's foreign policy, was drowned out by the thrashing feedback screaming out of the Dinosaur's tapedeck. "Man, this band really sucks," he decided, replacing it with a virtually identical tonal mash...
...this is a show about music, not a play at all but a reverent tribute to the Harold Arlens and Johnny Mercers who provided the soundtrack for the decade. Along with some terrific renditions of a few standards, like "That Old Black magic" and "Goody-Goody," writer-director Dennis Deal has, along with Albert Evans, come up with an array of new songs that lyrically and musically conjure up the period, beginning with the opening number, "Nite-Club...
...brothers (who are actually former Siamese twins) are obsessed with death; they inflict their grief on the audience by taking elaborate, stop-action films of dead animals decaying. With cheerful music playing on the soundtrack, we watch crocodiles, dalmatians, zebras, tropical fish and the rest of Noah's Ark decompose before our eyes...
...stage is dressed in stark white, the screen shows bizarre close-ups of fish, and the soundtrack makes it sound as if these fish are screaming every time they open their mouths to breathe. A propulsive and eerie score is then joined by a multi-voiced reading of the Austrian writer Peter Handke's Prophecy. A series of isolated and unpleasant predictions like "the flies will die like flies, the open wound will fester like an open wound" echo throughout the theater...