By Tara Ramsay
Walking into the small space at Concept in Fortitude Valley for the Anywhere Festival I had no idea what to expect of Scott Wings’ ‘Whiplash’ as I have seen many one woman or one man shows in the past and I know how hard they can be to execute well. In the dimly lit space sat a single black stool and after Scott finished with his front of house duties (he takes this one man show role seriously, literally doing it all, on his own) he introduced himself and his show and pushed the only item that was in his ‘set’ aside.
It was only seconds in when I realised that Scott, a storyteller and master of physical theatre didn’t need a set because he creates a world right in front of us with words, sounds, movements and a little bit of magic. I was completely hooked the minute he sat down at a table for a date that was not there but I could see it, and I was not the only one captivated the audience was still and quiet hanging on every word and move Scott made.
As the story unfolds and the date progresses Scott’s heart is pumping so hard it leaps out of his chest and makes a run for it, leaving his body and mind to spend the date searching both internally and externally for his missing heart. My favourite line of this opening sequence was ‘In darkness my heart packs it’s bags’, one minute we were all laughing and then he speaks those words and again the audience is quiet, still, mesmerised.
The way the date and the body and mind’s search for the heart intertwines is pure genius, and although it weaves in and out going from Scott on a date, to the search for his heart inside his body visiting various areas along the way like the brain, his knee and even a cell, I am never lost.
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