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Jörg Haßmann: Just a dance (See photo) I did not get much out of Jörg Haßmann's beginning passage which was a kind of warming up, but the middle part was very interesting. It started as a solo for one arm, twisted and turned while the remaining body remained motionless and immobile. Invisible strings then connected the arm to the dancer's head, forcing the head to follow the movement of the arm and interact with it as if they were coupled marionettes. The second arm joined the story, the dancer walked a few steps and the imaginary strings became attached to some place of the ceiling. The movements of one arm pulled the other into the opposite direction and the story unfolded while growing in complexity. In the final part the dancer claimed most of the stage in a spectacle of speed and power, slowing down only in a hip-hop interlude. What is ada77? I have seen a lot of weird places where contemporary off-scene thrives in Berlin. The last I learned about is ada77. The stage is a middle-sized room in an apartment house. During breaks the audience has to withdraw into a staircase, where the light goes out each three minutes turning the place completely dark until someone pushes the light button. The lack of basic facilities and a near-zero budget do not seem to suppress artistic creativity, just the opposite. If you are not bothered by sitting on uncomfortable chairs or on the floor, don't need glossy program brochures and are prepared to watch performances at various stages of maturity and professionalism, you will be enchanted by the freshness and candor of the pieces and often baffled by the inventiveness of the artists, who are "free" in more ways than one. Personally I can tolerate imperfections in the movement, technical immaturity and deficiencies in the implementation or dramaturgic concepts. It makes me furious, however, when one of the media-pampered sanctuaries presents a piece that is unbalanced, half-heartedly performed, overloaded with theatrical effects, selling entertainment as "critical reflection" and camouflaging the lack of creativity by intellectualism. With the exception of the first, you hardly ever encounter these annoyances on off-scene stages. Autor: Petr Karlovsky |
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