Written for The Stage
Inspired by the Henry David Thoreau quote “Not until we are lost do we begin to find ourselves,” aerialist theatre company Ockham’s Razor’s new show, Not Until We Are Lost, sees them leaping through chasms of loneliness to find one another in a rich mixture of duets, group pieces and solo work.
In a promenade set-up, a wide-eyed audience is encouraged to find unique positions to view these journeys and create our own. Phil Supple’s imaginative lighting turns functional wires and walls into pieces of art, while Bicat & Rigby’s gigantic structure of metal monkey bars, poles and bars sits like a dormant beast.
It is brought alive to the sound of harpist Ruth Wall’s assured accompaniment and the delicate vocals of a choir – drawn from the local community – rising and falling to Graham Fitkin’s haunting score. Aural discordance and melody intertwine as assuredly as the performers do.
Above us, a philosophical subject matter is made flesh in an athletic display of circus. Not Until We Are Lost is not as intellectually rigorous as it is physically. But though it only scratches the surface of Thoreau’s quote, Ockham’s Razor’s unique blend of robust poetry leaves a beautiful scar
For information on Ockham’s Razor and Not Until We Are Lost national tour click here