Friday, October 16, 2026

THE INDEPENDENTS FESTIVAL OF NEW WORKS WEEK 2

 


The Independents Festival of New Works. Week 2.

The Fool (or Francesca Giselle) Creator and director: Chenoeh Miller Choreographer and performer: Alicia Melonie Jones Music arrangement and performer: Monica Engel Choreographer and performer: Noa Rotem Music and Sound: Reuben Ingall Lighting Design: Theo Carroll. Photos by Andrew Sikorski

Landed by Frumpus. Artistic Director, Performer, Creator: Cheryle Moore Performer, Creator, Costume Design: Stephanie Hart Performer, Creator, Projections: Lenny Ann Low Audio Production: Guy Freer.

The Courtyard Studio Canberra Theatre Centre. October 14-16 2026. 62752700.

Reviewed by Peter Wilkins 


 

The Independents Festival of New Works Week 2 continues the Canberra Theatre Centre’s initiative to provide opportunities for theatre makers to create original and innovative theatre. In Chenoeh Miller’s The Fool and Frumpus’s Landed one could not experience two more contrasting works. Inspired by the Tarot card The Fool, Miller’s work is powerfully visceral, electrifying in its raging pulsation of action, motion and intellectual provocation. The work is a spellbinding exposure of the fateful struggle by women to survive and ultimately run the gauntlet of their fate. Landed could not be more contrasting. Frumpus turns the Courtyard Studio into a rumpus room of riotous frivolity. Both works, though poles apart are performed by three women. In The Fool, the performers pursue resilience of the spirit in their quest to drive through the aching oppression and expectation of their imposed destiny. In Landed three hilarious comediennes romp through the hilarity of clever parody in an irreverent look at nineteenth century solitary domesticity, B Grade Movies, Chekov and the horror genre. The Kransky Sisters meet the Frumpus Follies.

 I left the Courtyard Studio transfixed by the images of The Fool. There is the image of the Fool (Monica Engel), dimly lit in Theo Carroll’s ghostly blue wash, dressed in the richly brocaded costume and intoning Heilung’s Afhomon, a haunting  prophesy of transformation. The images endure, holding the moment, mesmerizing and inviting contemplation. In another sequence Engel begins to run, ceaseless and repetitive and joined by Jones and Rotem in a repetitive and continuous pursuit of escape and discovery. The three women, sculpted in agony utter the voiceless scream of Butoh’s darkness between the flesh and the bone. Jones stands aloof on a rostrum repeating the erotic gesture of the nightclub dancer while Engel repeatedly carries out the routine monotony of her everyday life. Both are victims of their conditioning

Childhood memory feeds the fear of being trapped in a deep pit by cruel siblings. The voiceover recollection of a gang rape and the perpetual danger that accompanies abuse towards women provide a chilling reminder of ever present fear. And yet in a performance so visceral in its imagery and powerful in its impact we are reminded that The Fool survives because of the promise of a new tomorrow, a lightbulb realization and the courage to move forward. Like The Fool Miller and her cast offer hope and the capacity of women to move through the memory, the constant repetition and exhaustion and the abuse to stand together. At the keyboard, Engel sings the song of resolve as she utters the words “Do or Die. We are invincible.”



 And yet it is not only women who must do or die. This is a collective responsibility for all to strive for The Fool’s positive future. There is pain, but there is also hope in Miller’s  triumphant work.  Before the show the audience is invited to dance freely and joyously with the performers until the lights fade and Jones utters a welcome to country and a salute to the creative spirit that has given us the land, the waterways and the sustenance. It is a welcome worthy of being given at every public occasion. For all humankind woman is that creative spirit and The Fool is Little Dove Theatre Art’s tribute to all women. It is a symbol of endurance and hope. I hope that it may return for a longer season.

In red tracksuits emblazoned with Frumpus the three visiting performers arrive on the Courtyard Studio stage. Landed may be a relatively new work, but like Little Dove Theatre Arts they have been a legendary item on the experimental underground Sydney scene since 1999. Their tradition is carried over in their guest inclusion in Independents – Festival of New Works. 

 


In a series of vignettes, performers Cheryle Moore, Stephanie Hart and Lenny Ann Low explode about the stage with a fierce energy, chaotic theatricality and anarchic sense of humour. Nothing escapes their manic irreverence. Anachronism rings on a telephone in their spoof on Jane Austen maidens. Everything is upside down and roundabout in their yo-yo spinning madness. Elizabethan maids set a banquet table that ends across the floor in a carpet of artificial fruit , food and flowers. Blood oozes from the lips of the Hollywood actresses. A locked door becomes the arbiter of doom as an imaginary monster approaches and disappears with a dropout of character. It is all ridiculous and if it tickles your humour, like one member of the audience you won’t be able to stop laughing.



Landed is parody on steroids. Every genre, every literary work, every silent horror movie, every theatrical style is up for ridicule as the performers blast their way through absurdity in one hour of laughter and idiocy. Like every happy ending there is a moral as Moore, Hart and Low crawl, slide or lumber off the stage to Alive from the musical Applause. Landed bursts with life, lands a heap of laughter and leaves to the sound of wild applause.  

Independents – Festival of New Works is a bold initiative by the Canberra Theatre Centre and the works included in this festival are quality performances. I would like to see more work by local artists included in the festival. There is enormous talent in Canberra and the Courtyard Studio with the auspices of the Canberra Theatre Centre is the ideal venue to showcase works that are new, experimental and developmental. I look forward to next year’s season.