It’s always fun to see how artists will play on storytelling when what they are presenting is a relatively straight-up narrative. And make no mistake, despite its propensity for dancers in furry costumes, a hilarious “interruption” by Tweeka dressed as a nurse who keeps getting phone calls and the occasional circus-style stunt, VarieTEASE: Deconstruction really is a straight-up narrative, telling the story of creator Blue’s sexual awakening and the bumps along the road as she makes her way to happily ever after. Likewise, the presentation of the narrative is a true deconstruction, ripping apart each whole scene and presenting them mainly through their trappings: a childhood swing, an oversized sheer sheet, tiny feather bouquets.
The primary negative was where the lines were blurred in regards to sexualizing minors. A 12-year-old and 15-year-old dancer were among the performers, present on stage for if not the raciest scenes, definitely most of the suggestive ones. It could be argued that a line was never crossed, because much of the message was portrayed through suggestion, rather than outright sexual choreography. Still, it was uncomfortable to watch in many parts, for example, as the music hinted at a darker message while a pre-teen was flung over the shoulder of an adult man. Of course, it could be argued that that exact discomfort created by edging close to the line of inappropriateness – but never quite crossing it – is the point. Fair enough.
Highlights included the 420 Revival, Buddy Christ, live vocals to “My Own Personal Jesus,” the above-mentioned Tweeka bit and the smaller, personal touches: while dancing up the aisles, we spotted one dancer grab a handful of popcorn from the patron in front of us and chow down. Charming.
Oh, I almost forgot the biggest highlight! Easily, it’s the talent of the performers themselves. Those little girls can dance and move – no one could keep their eyes off of them while they were on stage. And the rest of the cast was packed with so much talent it was a shame to cram it all into a single hour – each dancer could probably have carried an hour performance on his or her own. Top notch.
