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Planet B

It was bladdy flippen cold when I went to see Planet B this afternoon. It was bitterly, miserably cold, and I’m sure  that that is why there were only forty of us in the audience at St Andrews Hall.

There were some really, really cool things in Planet B (although there were a lot of things that were hellse derivative). It’s an apocalyptic, waterless desert world 29km outside of Jozi. There is a hermit, bandit tent owning man. There is a nomadic, aggressive and very strange thief nomad girl. They are literally thrown together, with a chicken called Jerry in the mix.

I loved the set. I loved some of the relationship. But then she took a shower on stage. A real one. And that was it
for me. The actress spent the rest of the show in a wet vest and broekies. And I could think of nothing else. All action, moments, effects, story, message disappeared. I was obsessed with the actress and her freezing wetness. I could think of nothing else. I shivered on her behalf. I was totally distracted by her wetness and coldness. This made the show long and dreary. It was just too cold.

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2 Comments

  1. As the actress who spent the show in a wet vest and broekies, please allow me to say how completely unsatisfying and disappointing I feel this review is for Planet B. Particularly given the rest of the play’s subject matter. If, as you say, the story disappeared for you after the shower scene, how could you write any sort of objective review for a play that you missed half of because you were so distracted? Also, please give us some credit as experienced performer/devisors/directors who would not put on stage anything that we were uncomfortable with doing. This is the second review in relation to Planet B that goes on about the reviewer’s personal feelings or sympathies regarding how cold I must have been. Please let me state for the record and in anticipation of any future reviews: I am fine.Your sympathies are not required. The story is what you should be watching, not, as you say, my freezing wetness. It is the end of the world after all….

  2. megan

    Hi Kyla
    I totally appreciate your commitment and passionate defense of your show. And I am so glad you are fine and strong and cool. I have to say that it makes me feel better. Just, I don’t think you can tell me how to feel or what to think. That shower and you in wet underwear did totally distract me from the story and I couldn’t concentrate. That, for me is a seriously problematic choice, directorially and conceptually. As theatre makers we need to consider how an audience might feel.

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