Showing posts with label elwood perez. Show all posts
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Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Ako Si Ninoy (Director's Treatment)

Director’s Treatment
                                                                                                           
AKO SI NINOY
(A MUSICAL ON THE LIFE AND ETERNAL TIMES OF BENIGNO AQUINO, JR.)

Written and directed by Vince Tañada



Cinema completes the continuum -- from the page to the stage and to the screen, where images are more or less immortalized in various forms.
            As a young student growing under the shadow cast by the larger-than-life image of Ninoy Aquino, I was wont to giving praise, fascinated by the facts and fiction of the man who would have been president that never was. Instead, his surviving wife and orphaned son became presidents whose respective terms were marked by military (Cory’s) and “civil” (Noynoy’s) coups d'etat.
            The play Ako si Ninoy (2009) was a commissioned work that I gladly and quickly embraced until its entire run. However, the film based on the same material is of my own volition. In a sense, it’s my way of disabusing the mind from a kind of hero-worship that has been overtaken by events, as it were.
            It’s a curious awakening about heroes and heroism that could be commuted to the Filipino Everyman, after all. The film depicts, in a slice-of-life fashion, the lives of 11 characters as they reflect or represent, individually or otherwise, the Ninoy in everyone. In other words, there’s a Ninoy or a hero waiting to happen in all of us.
            As a film, such is not an original concept though, having derived the idea in part from Mike de Leon’s Bayaning 3rd World (1999). De Leon’s film posits the theme of “kanya-kanyang Rizal,” in the same manner that Ako si Ninoy themes with “kanya-kanyang Ninoy.”
            The play resounded as a musical, so there’s no reason that its musical film version can’t. (It’s about time, one might say, considering the history and dismal performance of movie musicals in the country since time immemorial.) Such syllogism is, of course, inaccurate, as various factors come into play, particularly in the marketing and distribution of the film. But I remain undaunted.
            While it’s true that our company, the Philippine Stagers Foundation (PSF), has almost perfected the marketing of theater or live performances, knowing our demographics and the nature of native circumstances, I realize that selling films is an entirely different ballgame. As writer, director, producer and actor in both disciplines, I indeed wear several hats of familiar or strange sizes and shapes.
            The scope of a musical film usually mixes style and challenges genre boundaries, yet I prefer not to fall into a pastiche. The many but distinct characters of Ako si Ninoy have a solid unifying center in (Ninoy’s) heroism and kindred spirit. 
Pushing the limits shall enhance the film’s epic spectacle, and varied locations in different places/regions must be engaged for each of the 11 major cast surrounding Ninoy and Cory. The music by Pipo Cifra (of UST and ABS-CBN) is all original, studied and composed, hewing closely to the text of the musical material. Ako si Ninoy is not strictly a period piece; the production’s design showcases what’s casual and customary at present, juxtaposed with Ninoy and Cory’s not-so-distant time. And the cinematography breezes the scenes bright and lovely in most parts.  
            To portray Ninoy, Jericho Rosales (or Dennis Trillo) is apt for the role that demands top acting with good singing ability to boot. Cory’s role has been settled, if unanimously, in favor of Heart Evangelista, who fortunately belongs to the same pedigreed class.
            The rest of the cast shall be performed mostly by the Stagers, the PSF’s pool of talents, long in the wings to be discovered by mainstream entertainment. I also dream of casting about for James Reid and Nadine Ilustre, or their equivalents, in significant juvenile roles.
            As president, artistic director and main marketing man, I manage and direct the full operations of PSF from dawn to dusk to dawn, in a manner of speaking. But cinema offers an entirely different challenge, really a world apart from theater, although I’m not exactly a stranger to it. (I’ve done and dealt in two films, 2013’s Otso and 2014’s Esoterika Maynila, both directed by Elwood Perez.) The film arena is more complex, and in perilous times, but definitely more widely engaging and interesting, despite ,or because of, its current video and digital format.
            With the most successful theater company in the country behind me, I look at filmmaking as the next sphere of endeavor to explore. The field may be crowded and madding, but I believe there’s always room for a new seed to grow and bear fruit.
            Up until now no feature film on Ninoy Aquino -- or a similar film feature on Cory, for that matter -- has fired the imagination of filmmakers enough to put it on the big screen. Except for some documentaries, the definitive Ninoy or Cory film is yet to come.
To a certain extent, Ako si Ninoy serves as a fitting finale to a presidency and administration that have been straddling between the question of and the answer to heroes. Either way, let history judge the good or evil that men (and women) do, to paraphrase the Bard. Time and the memories of mice and men, with due apologies to John Steinbeck, shall be the final arbiter to scare or beat the living daylights out of so-called heroes or heels in any nation’s life.
Finally, Ako si Ninoy proposes a timely interpretation, an oblique view to the fabled life and politics of Ninoy through dance and song.


SPJCN Budget: Ph 15M

Saturday, November 15, 2014

‘FILIPINAS 1941’: PHILSTAGERS INVADE THE MOVIES, CONCERT STAGE

15 November 2014

‘Filipinas 1941’


Philstagers invade the movies, concert stage
A theater review plus by JC Nigado


Filipinas 1941 poster
THE Philippine Stagers Foundation (PSF) continues to nonplus the competition by making waves to challenge other pretenders.  Early this year Vince Tañada, PSF president and artistic director, and his inner circle of performers stormed the movies in Elwood Perez’s Esoterica: Maynila, a localized modern-day reworking of Dante Alighieri’s The Divine Comedy (1309-1320?). The semi-allegorical film journeys through Manila’s current limbo, negotiating the extremes of the triune of existence – paradise, purgatory and hell as we know or we don’t know them.
            As such, Esoterica is a very busy film – ambitious, pretentious, twisted.  It’s like Kris Aquino, a nagging celebrity, who harbors no middle ground: either you like her or you don’t.  Anchored by Ronnie Liang, in a subdued turn minus the usual actor’s treacle, including his “narrative voice,” the film moves and runs its course helter-skelter until it falls flat, not on its face, mind you, but on its butt.  Now, there’s such a thing, as idioms and clichés are engaged and reinvented, just like in many of Perez’s licentious oeuvre.
            A word of caution: Don’t watch Esoterica: Maynila on a full stomach, an easy magnet for indigestion on nausea, as one theater and film veteran put it, after trying to ingest and digest the movie of framed images and ideas. And then, the “unframing” begins...
            On Monday, Nov. 24, the Stagers (stager is an archaic word for actor) will blast the Araneta Smart Coliseum to the rafters, as they break the concert ground in a reported one-hour-and-forty-five-minute celebration of Broadway songs, OPM and foreign pop and tracks of their own original musicals like Bonifacio and Filipinas 1941.
            Already, PSF has booked 14,000 of its captive audiences in schools around Metro Manila, and more tickets are being sold out as the date approaches.  Oh, God, the Devil in Nanding Josef of the CCP’s Tanghalang Pilipino must be salivating and gnashing his teeth, from ear to envious ear.  Can you, or anybody else for that matter, beat that madding and maddening crowd for an audience?
            At any rate, “how dare” Tañada and his whole caboodle of wannabes to be treading sacred grounds where even angels, good or evil, fear to tread. One could almost hear others unable to match the Stagers’ daring and dealing power surely howling, amidst the nonstop ringing of cash in their mendicant mind.  There are many CCPs in the country!
            Well, after the hollering, the Stagers’ singing starts – with or without Plus One!
            By the way, it’s not true that the Cultural Center of the Philippines is cash strapped.  The whole act, according to some CCP insiders, is a Grand Charade, to cover up something or some things.  They said, it’s been going on since Day One, 45 years ago, when Gloria Diaz won the country’s first Miss Universe crown in 1969.
            The entire CCP complex is often booked in advance, one way or the other, they added.  The culture of corruption in this “smallish” government agency is such that even the “clueless” Commission on Audit cannot audit or commit itself to do anything about it.
             So, who’s raking in the rakish money at the CCP – the other Corruption Center of the Philippines?
            Now, let’s go back to the enterprising Philstagers and their ongoing musical on tour. The invitation to watch Vince Tañada’s Filipinas 1941 came with a cautionary text via cellphone: “It’s commercial!” The subtext being: “Please don’t take it seriously...” Coming from the writer-director-producer himself, the advance “excuse” was an unveiled attempt at modesty and humility.
            However, there’s nothing modest and humble about Tañada’s production of Filipinas 1941. Starting with the multi-level set, which looks simple and minimalist to the untrained eye, but is actually an expensive fiberglass of layered “stone walls” that frame the play’s dramatic terrain of parallel narratives. Then, the story begins its three-hour run; an epic spectacle spaced in historical context, fractured by war, and set to functional music.
            “Wala ka man... Wala ka maaaan...” the four leads sing in solo or in quartet, and the house hums to a melodious chorus, proof positive that Pipo Cifra’s music is effective and on target with the right emotion being played out in scene after scene.  But...
            What the script lacks in narrative structure and plot development, the dynamic performance of the entire cast more than makes up for an entertaining and involving show all around. In a sense, the attraction of Filipinas 1941 lies precisely in its flaws, flashing up and bright like familiar failures in a hurry.
            Observes an attentive theater veteran: “Filipinas 1941 is one of the better productions of Philippine Stagers Foundation.  It is much, much better than Nestor Torre’s Katy, the local version of Piaf and Aida; more engaging than Chris Millado’s take on Mario O‘Hara’s Stageshow; and can be compared to the Resort World’s Priscilla, Queen of the Desert.
            “A spectacle; big, big cast; costumes galore; creative lighting; parang painting ni Sanso ang set. Acting is generally okay, as usual.  The four leads are outstanding, particularly the two girls – Adele (Ibarrientos) and Cindy (Liper), and Patrick (Libao), who is the most subdued among them.  Also mentioned is Vince (Tañada), who still occasionally plays to the audience or fans!
             “Chris Lim’s take on Douglas MacArthur is special and novel.  Energy all over is comparable to PETA and Kambayoka of yore.  Script is mishmash though and full of clichés, even the ‘twists’ are pang-komiks.  Para kang nanonood ng Sampaguita or Star Cinema movie (pang-fans).
            “Some scenes are indulgent.  Music, as always, is parang orchestra ang arrangement – thick, full, vibrant and apt, pero hindi ma-recall ang melodies sa first sitting.  The play is epic in length.”
            Need I say more? Indeed, some nominations are in order, but certain choices bear watching.  I’ve seen PETA’s Rak of Aegis (twice), Priscilla (twice) and other musicals this season, but it would be hard to beat the lead performances of Cindy Liper and Patrick Libao.  Then there’s Chris Lim’s parody of the US military, symbolized by MacArthur, in an impressive featured role, an ironic satire of a flawed character whose politics is steeped in blood and cold cash.
            At any rate, Rak of Aegis, despite its hackneyed storyline, would give every musical in town not only a run for their money but also for well-deserved awards. Note the fluid set as it creates a “character” that drives the play’s narrative eloquence.
            Nevertheless, Filipinas 1941 stands a fighting chance in any thorough theater appraisal. For one thing, the fusion of fact and fiction serves to entertain and instruct not only about people, places and events before, during and after the Japanese occupation of the Philippines in World War II, but also about the real role of America’s involvement and its imperialist design up to the present.
            Ultimately, the self-proclaimed (“I shall return!”) hero, Gen. Douglas MacArthur is finally “exposed” as a fraud and mercenary.  The play’s epilogue informs us that on Jan. 1, 1942 Commonwealth President Manuel L. Quezon paid MacArthur $500,000 in exchange for his wartime services. (MacArthur was subsequently dismissed by US President Harry S. Truman after his stint as commander in chief of the United Nations in the Korean War, 1950-51. – JCN.)
            Like any other PSF production, Filipinas 1941 carries the company’s hallmark: “To entertain, perchance to educate.”
            Anyone who disagrees with this vision is a disservice to the basic and bigger cause of theater and show business as a whole.  In fact, the successful union of craft and commerce is where the Philippine Stagers Foundation has upstaged, if inadvertently, the competition, many of which are in direful straits.
            Art as the universal leveler, needless to say, is rendered relevant by the sustained and sustainable admission of large mass audiences to its fold, for it to thrive and prevail.

JC Nigado
Tagurabong City, Philippines, 2014