To be very honest, I went with absolutely no knowledge about this Meryl Tankards critically acclaimed work. I went with no expectations and with an open ended mind to watch The Oracle; so it took me a while to figure out a lot of things happening on the stage in that short span of time. I did not even read the brochure I was handed at the Krannert right before the performance; maybe I was just being a little experimental; but that was what made a lot of difference to my opinion on the performance.
The Oracle was centered on one man – Paul White; who is a renowned dancer. And throughout the performance, he kept justifying why he was called the best dancer in town. The Oracle was a one man show; a man nobody could probably take their eyes off. My eyes were fixated on him; and I’m sure everyone would agree, there was not a single moment you could afford to take your eyes off the stage. There was so much happening in this power packed performance and in a tremendously short duration of time; so much so that I think The Oracle is still like a dream to me – It made me experience diverse, speckled emotions all being very versatile; just like the dancer himself. I remember being impatient, scared out of my wits, annoyed, overwhelmed, charmed, fixated, anxious, curious, all within those fifty minutes, and in varying proportions.
In the first ten minutes of the performance, Tankard made use of video clips to convey something that I am not too sure of. I remember hoping with a tinge of impatience for the performance to not just be a whole lot of these video clips being shown. The stage and the atmosphere of the performance hugely impacted and added to the show. Much of the show was in the dark, and from time to time a beaming white light was focused on Paul White. After a human kaleidoscope, a man only in his underwear walks on to the stage. From then on, the man, as promised by Tankard, relentlessly performed. He did not stop. His movements were extremely synchronized with the ever changing music. It was fascinating how he kept up with the pace of everything; the altering music, the constant gaze of the people fixed on him, the beaming focus on him, and him being seminude on stage. Inspite of everything, not once did Paul White fumble or go off track. It was simply incredible how he managed it all. Throughout the dance, White was mostly in underwear but from time to time he made use of something that looked like a cloak. Sometimes he embraced the cloak, as if it were a part of his own body and the other times he battled with the cloak. For instance, at one point, the cloak looked like long strands of hair being caressed by a girl and at another point, the cloak looked like trying to strangle White. The dancer displayed both masculine and feminine shades very accurately, leaving the audience awestruck. I remember being enthralled at how quickly Paul White would make a transition from being this dynamic powerful man, to his graceful elegant lady full of poise.
I think White was seminude throughout the performance to emphasize his movements. He is an extremely graceful and flexible dancer and to enunciate both masculine and feminine traits can be challenging and this is probably why White was seminude. This helped me to relate to the discussion we had in class on masculinity and femininity and the conflicting forces of nature surrounding them. This also helped me have a much broader perspective on the dance on the whole.
The ending was on another very interesting benchmark and this point according to me made complete sense to the performance and the title of the show. An oracle literally means a priest or priestess acting as a medium through whom advice or prophecy was sought from the gods in classical antiquity. The ending showed a brief moment of the stage being dark and desolate, and then a sudden strong flash of white light focused entirely on the dancer and the jump he made. The stage was once again desolate and dark and this is how the show wrapped up. This particular scene kind of left an imprint on me. It justified the title as it seemed a little supernatural, surreal yet extremely fantastic. I cannot think of a better ending to this show.
All in all, I thoroughly enjoyed the performance. The Oracle was everything the synopsis had to say, and Tankard indeed beautifully explores the conflicting forces of nature and man, masculinity and femininity, violence and nurturing, strength and vulnerability.