Aug. 10th, 2012

eumelia: (little delirium - silly)
I just got back from the Cirque Du Soleil!

Holy shit it was gorgeous, I'm so happy I made the decision to go, drag my parents along with my niece and nephew to the show.

The show we saw is Alegria and I was a bit overcome at some point, feeling tears in my eyes at such a beautiful spectacle.

I'm really not sure what the over all story we were the audience was supposed to perceive, but I didn't care, I was seeing people fly through the air, contort into shapes I didn't know were humanly possible and clowns who were actually hilarious and not grotesque; you couldn't understand a word they were saying, but they managed to emote everything.

The acrobatics started with the a double flying trapeze act, two trapeze artists doing cork screws in the air and hanging by their ankles on the apparatus. The gasps in the audience were audible throughout; my hands hurt after every act.

The tumbling on the trampoline were death defying, I kept expecting the artists to crash into each other - the trampoline was an X shape on the floor of the stage (uncovered for the act, and covered up again to be a hard surface)the somersaults were out of this world, just superb.

There were several acts with the clowns, all of them bellyachingly funny, but the act after the Russian Barre (which had a little stumble, but like a cat the acrobat looked like he had meant to do that by doing a backwards somersault onto another bar and nailing the fucker like it was a hop and skip down the road) was by far the best, because they mocked the act and had a member of the audience be all shocked and awed at being up there with them.

The contortionists, hand balancer, fire dancers and object manipulators were all mesmerising. The contortionists moved from one position to another like their made of liquid silk.

I have a soft spot for fire dancers, because I'm afraid of fire, so seeing them light their torches with their tongues and hold the flames on their feet, I'm not ashamed to say the hairs on the back of my neck and my arms stood on end like I had an electrical current go through me.

The final act was the flying trapeze. I think I've used up all my words. Let's just say my mouth was hanging open.

And that's what I did this afternoon.

I do believe I win.


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June 2015

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.


-"V for Vendetta"

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