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Ann Liv Young’s Elektra at New York Live Arts, January 20-30<\/p>\n

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Ann Liv Young’s Elektra<\/em>. Foreground: Marissa Mickelberg. At back (L to R): Lovey Ailish Guerrero, Vanessa Soudan, Daniel Borg, and Nessa Norich. Photo: Yi-Chun Wu<\/p><\/div>\n

The chronically grumpy comedian W.C. Fields advised fellow actors never to work with children or animals if they wanted the audience\u2019s attention full-time. He knew what he was talking about, but Ann Liv Young is a creatively flagrant disregarder of many conventions. During her new Elektra <\/em>at New York Live Arts, my gaze occasionally wandered to Young\u2019s pretty eight-year-old, Lovey Ailish Guerrero, sitting watchfully at the back of the action. Even more often, I looked at Daisy, a piglet, whenever her handler (Marissa Mickelberg) deposited her in the circular performing arena surrounded by a two-foot-high wire fence and backed by a semi-circle of six glittery white drapes (artistic collaborator: Annie Dorsen). Tail wagging, Daisy rooted around in the sand that filled the giant pen as if she were hunting truffles, her snout turning quite white from her efforts. Her occasional snorts, grunts, and squeals provided a nice obbligato to the speeches and the singing, plus the recorded pop songs in Michael A. Guerrero\u2019s sound design.<\/p>\n

Amid the obstreperous, transgressive, carefully orchestrated craziness of Young\u2019s Elektra\u00a0<\/em>(vividly lit by Lauren Libretti), you might view Daisy as digging for relics from the battlefield of Troy, while the members of the ill-fated House of Atreus squabble, kill, seduce, and die. Do not, by the way, think you can easily follow the characters depicted in myth and Greek tragedy: Elektra (Young); her mother Clytemnestra (Bailey Catherine Nolan); her brother Orestes (Charley Parden); her sister Chrysothemis (Vanessa Soudan); and the ghost of her sacrificed sister, Iphigenia (little Lovey). These extravagantly dramatic performers are wading in a postmodern marsh, within which contemporary issues twist and swim their way through history, music, and literature. Parts of Sophocles\u2019 text are heard, but words from Tracey Thorn\u2019s \u201cOh, the Divorces!\u201d might well fit Agamemnon\u2019s fatal affair with Cassandra, whom he brings home from Troy (\u201cWho\u2019s been caught\/ Out in somebody\u2019s bed?).<\/p>\n

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Elektra Cabaret<\/em>. Foreground (L to R): Marissa Mickelberg, Ann Liv Young, Nessa Norich, Lovey Ailish Guerrero.\u00a0 At back (L to R): Bailey Catherine Nolan, Daniel Borg, Vanessa Soudan. Photo: Yi-Chun Wu<\/p><\/div>\n

It\u2019s a part of the plan that an array of extremely interesting little objects accrued by the company is on view in the lobby. And for sale. My companion bargains with the salesperson with the white-painted face, and in seconds, a tiny brooch of fake diamonds has been re-purposed on her neck scarf. Just so, the performers\u2014in addition to being \u201cthemselves\u201d (swigging water, sitting and watching, addressing us, etc.)\u2014redesign their appointed roles and maybe those of avatars in a handier past than ancient Greece.<\/p>\n

Even the intermission between Elektra<\/em> and Young\u2019s earlier Elekra Cabaret <\/em>offers an over-the-top assaultive performance. Those who lingered in the lobby missed be-wigged and sex-hungry spiritualist (Nessa Norich) and her baffled stooge (Daniel Borg), holding the limp ribbons with which he\u2019s been whipping the air.<\/p>\n

\u201cOver the top\u201d is where Young likes to roam. You can\u2019t help but be enthralled with how far she\u2019s prepared to go and the whopping imagination she brings to her stew of adultery, murder, incest, and sacrificed women. At first, it seems as if the post-intermission part of the evening repeats much of what you\u2019ve understood from the first part, even though it\u2019s more circus-y and brings out other aspects of the characters (now wearing outfits made of blue denim). But how can you not respond to such moments as Guerrero getting down to belt out Eminen\u2019s \u201cMonster\u201d song with her mom, or Mickelson (now dowdy, without makeup, and wearing a straggly blond wig) pleasuring herself as she delivers a speech, while standing partially concealed behind the seated Parden, who slowly and rather quietly wilts under the pressure of her other hand on his head.<\/p>\n

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Ann Liv Young’s Elektra<\/em>. Vanessa Soudan (on chair), Ann Liv Young, and (at back) Charley Parden. Photo: Yi-Chun Wu<\/p><\/div>\n

There is<\/em> dancing in Elektra<\/em>. Young and Soudan, both wearing black, form a mini chorus line and do severe precision stuff. Nolan in her bulky, yellowed satin gown (ca. 1910) joins them. They assume ballroom stances (while Harry Belafonte\u2019s mellifluous voice sings \u201cDay-O\u201d). They lash their hair furiously around. They also sing. The two \u201csisters\u201d also at some point join in some stylish moves; linked together on the floor, they split their legs to reveal what we\u2019ve understood from the start: no underwear. Somewhat later, Soudan and Nolan exhibit killer patty-cake\u2014as swift with their hands as Young is with her mouth when she stands and delivers what could be three pages of text at warp speed. Parden flexes his muscles and shows his hip action explosively. Near the end of the Elektra Cabaret <\/em>part, everyone\u2019s furiously doing his\/her own thing.<\/p>\n

The recklessness of some scenes can hit you in the gut. The fearless Soudan attempts to pose on a chair (or is that not what she was trying to do?). Whatever her motive, she repeatedly falls or flies off it, knocking the chair down in the process and having to set it up so again. In what I take to be Elektra\u2019s attempts to persuade Orestes to kill their mother, Young keeps clamping herself onto Parden, wrapping her legs around him in unlikely ways, and hanging on until he, swaggering doggedly around, makes that almost impossible (or accedes to her demand). For this, \u201cAlabama Bound\u201d yields to tinkly piano sounds.<\/p>\n

In another early scene, Soudan violently attacks Young who\u2019s been sitting at the back holding an erect baguette. One swipe by Soudan, and the bread is cut in half. Determined to demolish the loaf (whatever it represents) and rid the family of it, she wrestles with the resisting Young, clawing clumps of bread out of her mouth and scattering them. By the time the two have dropped that and moved on to some other pursuit, Soudan\u2019s dress is tattered and hanging off her.<\/p>\n

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Charley Parden as Orestes copes wit his sister Elektra (Ann Liv Young). Photo: Yi-Chun Wu<\/p><\/div>\n

The props don\u2019t have an easy life. Nolan punishes a dead branch decked with small white rags. In Elektra Cabaret<\/em>, Soudan, utterly transformed into a \u201cshy\u201d and grimacing version of Chrysothemis, beats a fallen bicycle to death with a pogo stick. Blood makes an appearance in a tableau near the end of the first part of the show. A sword is plunged into Clytemnestra; a blackout; a scream. When the lights come on, there she is supine and half-upended; her legs are braced against Orestes\u2019 chest, a cloth covers her upper body, and blood runs down the slant of her torso (linking beheading with the menstrual cycle?); her son holds her head aloft; her daughters crouch beside her.<\/p>\n

So much to look at, to parse, to react to. So many fears (assault weapons, loss of beauty, betrayal, relationships gone tragically awry). Elektra <\/em>has something in common with the display in the lobby: The beautiful and the garish, the superficial and the deep, the here-and- now and relics of the past butt into each other, wreaking havoc as they go.<\/p>\n

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Top to bottom: Vanessa Soudan, Bailey Catherine Nolan, and Charley Parden in Elektra<\/em>. Yi-Chun Wu<\/p><\/div>\n

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