This second Sunday Slog post includes brief snippets of the latest review of Rambo Solo. The newest work from Nature Theater of Oklahoma is a solo performed by Zachary Oberzan (known to Seattle audiences as the cowboy with a troublesome mustache in No Dice). Check it out.
I love this show full stop, and have hoped it would come to Seattle since it first knocked me out at TBA in Portland, fall 2007. I hope I get to see it again, again.
The piece is an attempt, I think, to be heartfelt and real, and to use a million alienation devices (bad accents, overacting, repetitive found gestures, goofy costumes, dance breaks) as a way of letting you listen to everyday conversations without associating them with specific persons or situations (the only proper nouns, till the very end, are brands of soda, movie actors, New York City, and acronyms for office forms).
No Dice is like Netflixing an entire season of a tv show you really like. You just keep watching it, even though you feel like you should probably stop and do something else. You keep watching because it feels so damn good. If you stop you’ll have to go back to your real life, where people are saying pretty much the same things you’re watching the actors say, but the actors are way better at it. No Dice is full of bizarre theatrics, gestures that repeat in a satisfyingly non patterned and non random feeling way, and melodrama that is so laugh ou
“Anyone for a peanut butter & jelly? ” “Yes, please! ” It’s not the usual way you begin a theater experience – handed a free sandwich slathered with its ingredients by one of the company’s founders and a too-perky smile – but it signaled that the next four hours of No Dice by Nature Theater of Oklahoma wouldn’t be very usual either.