Set in a black box with a white tape strip lining the periphery like a boxing ring, the piece opens to a pensive, brooding score of three repeating notes. A single male, Marc Anthony Gutierrez, wearing black boxing shorts, his skin covered in white body paint, emerges from the darkness. Hunched over and crouching, he moves in starts and stops. Like an early human evolving to stand and walk erect, he struggles to straighten his spine. In a bold and vulnerable move, he manages to fully open his chest and explore the space beyond his confines, but then he reverts to his hunched, self-protective stance before disappearing into darkness.
Lights come up on three women in black, belted leotards (costumes by Jose Solis) also with paint-covered limbs and faces. In a striking unison section, they perform abrupt, defensive movements that exude combative tension. Maintaining a birdlike, triangular formation, they migrate from place to place by means of deep squats, back crawls, prone creeps, upright movements, and every other manner of locomotion. Three men creep in a side-lying position across the upstage border like a shifting landscape. The action is exquisitely framed by Vincent Vigilante’s mood-evoking lighting design that bathes each scene in shifting darkness and light.
A driving electronic beat and an illuminated string of golden spotlights across the back of the stage dial up the energy as the trio of men, now on their feet, travel through and around the three women. But they don’t engage with one another. Two women dance a tense duet. Leaning forward, they press their heads against the other’s as they circle their positions. After a primitive attempt at an embrace, they quickly return to side-by-side, self-assertive movements.
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