
[FOUR STARS]
[FOUR STARS]Set in 1997, Old Growth is the story of Alex and Aura, two enviro-activists who have made a pilgrimage from Ontario to visit the felled Golden Spruce of Haida-Gwaii. Retracing the steps of Grant Hadwin, the man who felled the mighty tree, the young couple hope to perform a ritual that will infuse Alex with shamanistic powers. While Alex and Aura’s self-righteous, naïve environmentalism is really in-your-face (particularly during the climax, which ran a little long), watching the dynamics between them takes this far beyond preachy environmental fodder.
Part history lesson, part magic show, part
cautionary tale, part love story, all compelling.
- A.F., Monday Magazine (Victoria)
[FOUR STARS]Don't just look at the stars. Read this review. This show is wonderfully fringey, but it's not for everyone.
It's the story of Alex (Alex Eddington) and Aura (Aura Giles), two Toronto eco-warriors who make a pilgrimage to an ancient Haida redwood on the Queen Charlottes that was cut down in 1997. There they make a bumbling, self-important attempt to tap into the tree's soul so they can fight the consumption and waste that threaten to destroy the planet.
Throw in some amateur magic and some haunting flute-playing by the mopey-faced Aura and you'll have just barest elements of this complicated, challenging and quite masterful show.
It's a little preachy and a bit hard to follow at times. Eddington's performance gets overwraught near the end when Alex descends into naked, self-flagellating mental anguish.
Apparently in 1997, a fellow on the west coast felled a sacred Golden Spruce tree, one of the last of its species, and the world changed. Moved by this event, these two young musicians are touched by the need to spread the word that growth on this earth is not eternal.
So Alex becomes a shaman, actually, as an actor. He’s inspired by west coast Haida traditions, and he goes on an anger-driven pilgrimage. And he begins this onstage in the middle of this transcendental circle, where he calls up the spirits of the earth. And it’s quite amazing to watch him – you really get carried away.
He doesn’t preach, he communicates his passionate relationship with nature, and he hopes it will rub off on us, and it was actually quite moving. And it seemed real, really real.
So that’s “Old Growth” at Academic Hall – be prepared to be carried away.
[THREE-and-a-HALF stars (out of 5)]
[FOUR STARS (out of five)]
[FOUR STARS] "Brilliantly theatrical
and manically precise, Alex Eddington performs his own high-speed,
multi-character mystery with hypnotic speed. It’s potentially confusing — one
man, four main characters, a sophisticated plot rooted in the arcane history of
J.S. Bach, his wife and his organ. But Eddington makes it work through
economical writing (the way he introduces his characters would make a great
lesson for many wayward Fringe playwrights) and through his utter conviction. He
commands the stage. Eddington, also a composer, makes nifty metaphysical
allusions to the four-note fugue. But as the da Vinci–esque title suggests, it’s
also played for laughs. The only caveat — and the moral of the play — is that
you have to listen."
[FOUR STARS] "I’ve never heard
J.S. Bach’s Well-Tempered Clavier referred to as “slapstick comedy,” but that’s
the kind of irreverent approach that makes The Fugue Code work. In this
intriguing spoof of that other Code thingy (you know, there was a movie with
that guy with the big forehead), a musicologist, organist, conductor, and singer
must band together to unravel a centuries-old riddle based on the works of Bach.
Along the way, there are preposterous murders, secret societies, and an awful
lot of math. It all (mostly) works because the show never takes itself too
seriously. At times it veers from silly fun to just silliness, and you will
probably wish there was a bit more of a comprehensible plot. But performer Alex
Eddington brings tremendous energy to the show, playing multiple characters
fluidly thanks to some fantastic, dance-like physical theatre and superb
direction from Alison Williams. While it doesn’t all hang together perfectly,
The Fugue Code is a compelling piece of work – and is probably the most fun you
can have with stuff like 'fugal counterpoint.'"
[FOUR STARS (out of 5)]
His affliction is, however, to our benefit, since we get to see one of the most physically, verbally and mentally taxing shows at the Fringe.
Eddington plays 10 characters in this break-neck thriller based on what may be a secret message in one of Bach's fugues. The dialogue is rapid-fire, from start to finish, and Eddington somehow managed to keep the pace, to remember who was whom and to avoid all but a couple of tiny tongue-stumbles at Sunday's show.
His background includes a Master's degree in composition and, apparently, a reading of The Da Vinci Code. The result is a mystery that doesn't take itself too seriously ("Bach up," an armed man says) and whose mind-blowing complexity is itself part of the joke. This is nothing less than an entire novel squeezed into an hour.
What it comes down to is the possibility that a Bach fugue, played on a new organ that was too complex to be built in J.S.'s time, will either change us in profound ways, make us see God or destroy us.
Eddington's task as an actor is itself a fugue, playing many voices competing against and complementing each other. Give in to it, don't worry too much about the daunting complications or narrative shortcuts, and it hits all the right notes."
[FOUR STARS (out of 5)]
"Buried deep within this review is a
secret code -- one which will unlock the key to a successful Fringe experience,
if not happiness in general.
Avoid plays about zombies -- Eat My Brain, for example.
Clever one-man shows about Johann
Sebastian Bach, on the other hand, are must-sees.
Hilarious, crazy and ridiculously
complex, actor/composer Alex Eddington's The Fugue Code is a smart send-up of
Dan Brown's The da Vinci Code.
Revealing the mystery behind Bach's
fugues is at the heart of this 60-minute production. "One into Four / At
the end of the Cycle, He will return," is only a fraction of the code, which
four main characters, all played by Eddington, are trying to decipher. Can
they do it before time runs out?
Kidnapped wives, supernatural organs,
awkward musicologists and number games are all part of the
madness.
[FOUR STARS (aka. "Daniel
Craig") (out of 5 ("Sean Connery"))] "There was a firestorm in the letters section of the Free Press recently caused by Guy Grant’s opinion that the Fringe is not a welcoming venue for experiments in form. I think Grant would have approved of this production if he had seen it.
Like Grant’s work, The Fugue Code is rich in content and sometimes bewildering. If you stay with it, though, it offers rewards. Alex Eddington gave me confidence that he had thought his production through, so when I couldn’t find the trail I was willing to ride it out.
As might be expected from someone with a post-graduate degree in music, Eddington uses the fugue as a basic structure on which to build a suspense-thriller. My music education is much more limited, so I imagine I missed some references, but I enjoyed Eddington’s performance, which required him to switch characters rapidly.
The Fugue Code offers humour, suspense, great music and even a moral."
- Kevin Longfield, the Jenny Revue (Winnipeg)
[THREE-and-a-HALF stars (out of 5)]
"I think I missed a lot in The Fugue Code, but
when you’re dealing with a 60-minute one-man show that veers with breakneck
speed between nine characters as they try to break a centuries-old code embedded
in the baroque masterworks of Johann Sebastian Bach, a little confusion is to be
expected. (No musicologist myself, I’m just glad the program
explained what a fugue is.)
Alex Eddington’s manic performance,
embodying each character with a different bit of characteristic body language or
flawless accent, almost makes the plot irrelevant. He’s just
so much fun to watch. But if you insist on
paying attention to the story, it concerns a shadowy cabal of musicologists who
have spent the last 257 years keeping secret the mathematical perfection in
Bach’s work, which when revealed, will allow listeners to know the face of God,
or resurrect Bach, or something like that. If you detect
similarities to a certain best-selling piece of airport-lit, good on
you.
- Matthew Halliday, SEE Magazine (Edmonton)
"... Like a Bach fugue, Eddington’s play just keeps coming at you in layers. ... I suspect the breathless complexity is part of Eddington’s great in-joke...the auteur expends enough energy in this show to raise the shade of Bach.
"I take it we’re not supposed to take this all too seriously because Eddington pulls off some groaners – mostly based on the composer’s name. “Bach up,” one character demands."
"Switching with dizzying speed from
character to character, each with his own characteristic voice and eccentric
movements, Eddington piles detail upon detail on to the plot...
“Imagine for a minute that Umberto Eco, Herman Hesse or some similar author of high-brow, enigmatic mysteries decided to turn one of his books into a slapstick stage show. The result might look something like The Fugue Code, a one-man effort, billed as a musicological comedy thriller, by Edmonton's Alex Eddington. It's a show with buzz at this year's fringe. It has developed many enthusiastic fans. ...”
- the Ottawa Citizen
“[This] charming
performer…obviously has a love affair with
language.”
“Eddington's delivery…is
capable and potent, his careful cadence flowing along…[with] colour and
vigour”
- Winnipeg Free Press
“Eddington is a engaging fellow with…a way with words and…[an] eye for detail.”
- Edmonton
Sun
“sharp wit and a first-class
delivery…"
- Uptown Magazine,
Winnipeg
“Alex Eddington has sat through a few too many
pretentious music lectures, and he’s out for blood.”
“The lanky, golden-tressed
composer/playwright/actor has cooked up a show that
delights.”
“Eddington throws himself into the role…with delicious over-the-top abandon.”
- SEE Magazine, Edmonton
- The National Post [Eight Poems of Dennis
Lee, 2002]
"playwright/composer Alex Eddington...bites off more than those of us without music degrees can -- or want to -- chew by trying to cram murder-mystery, slapstick comedy, and music appreciation into 60 manic minutes.
...it's exhausting trying to follow the convoluted plot AND keep track of his character switches."
- Carolin Vesely, Winnipeg Free Press
"As the piece goes by,
like a drowning man, you desperately cling to some major plot developments.
...
"I suspect the breathless
complexity is part of Eddington’s great in-joke, but the performer’s words come
at you with such bewildering speed that, after a (short) while, you tend to dial
them out.
Surely, that was not his intent."
"The Fugue Code has its silly moments, but it's pretty cerebral
to be billed as slapstick comedy. Unless you happen to get a kick out of
contrapuntal composition. Nyuk, nyuk."
Alex Eddington is back and steering away from his usual one-man journeys. Old Growth is a beautifully staged show with powerful dialogue, music, performances, and overall feel. The joint characters of Alex and Aura work great together and keep you tied-in the whole time. The play, although not for everyone, can be enjoyed by most, and I am one of those people. Check this gem out.
- Joel Passante
This is the true fringe of the Fringe and everyone should go see it!
2 very committed actors on and off stage (they're not postering or handbilling - although you can get a very lovely stamp if you meet up with them around the Fringe!)
The piece has a very timely message with many engaging insights and the use of magic and music was quite lovely. It perhaps gets a bit didactic towards the end, and unfortunately chances are that those in the audience already prescribe to the same ideals (preaching to the converted is a sad reality of environmentalism most of the time ...) but I am holding out hope that folks will stumble into this play and come out somewhat changed, and will think twice about this world of robust consumerism and just what they can do to become part of the solution, rather than the problem.
Bravo Acky-Made folks for putting on a very necessary piece at this years Fringe. If you're reading this .... GO SEE IT!!
- Mel Marginet
Two passionately eco-conscious musicians make a pilgrimage to the stump of a felled spruce tree, seeking transformation and wisdom to share with a disconnected world. Such a plot could easily have descended into histrionic preaching; instead, this extremely courageous piece of theatre is one of the most brilliant shows I've ever had the privilege to view.
Flautist Aura Giles makes a marvelous theatrical debut, acting her shy, winsome role naturally and playing a flute rich with velvet tones and subtle emotional nuance. Alex Eddington performs a number of feats, from magic tricks to drumming to composing the awesome music that weaves seamlessly into the musicians' rite, and his raw character, the "eco-prophet," is exposed body and soul on the small, flickeringly-lit stage.
The writing for this show is really phenomenal, poetic and austere, and the script tackles difficult questions with intelligence and sensitivity. This is not a simple condemnation of world-killing corporations or a diatribe against consumerist society, but an exploration of all sides of the multifaceted issue of growth - what we grow, what we kill, what we value. It is one of the very few environmentalist works I've ever seen that actually promotes thought and questioning, instead of telling the audience what to believe.
I applaud both performers for weaving magic onstage, literally and figuratively, and also for living the environmental convictions of their show: they chose to avoid handbilling and other paper-based publicity (a choice that, sadly, may have affected the size of the audiences they so richly deserve). They still have two shows left; attend one while the opportunity's there.
Fantastic show. If you had told me you were doing magic at
the show you would have totally sold me on the ticket… no need to go into the
nudity (I was the girl at the desk asking why it was a must see)… I love magic
(used to work in a magic shop). But the writing was also fantastic. My writing
partner and I are really hoping our next piece is either no talking or includes
lots of poetry. I LOVE that style and it really draws me into a
show.
I met a man once with Lamas (we attend the same church in
Portland when I live there)… he has the world record for packing on them. He is
missing an eye and an environmentalist (runs an organization that is really
neat). He has the most fantastic sense of humor and such a deep respect for the
earth and her limits. Your show reminded me of him. You see, he had cancer. I
think in his brain and he lost his eye because of it. He uses his cancer to
explain that everything is supposed to die and not be in a state of perpetual
growth. He explains that cancer cells don’t die and don’t know the boundaries
and because they don’t stop growing (and die like normal cells) they take over
and kill the healthy cells around them. He explains that everything has a cycle
and is SUPPOSED to die and if we don’t learn our limits we are simply harming
the world that we were entrusted to take care of. He is a lovely man whom I
have a deep respect for. He teaches that “STUFF” isn’t the be all end all and
that if we forget that we are just animals (who can talk) that we loose sight of
the fact that we are the environment. He teaches that the environment is not
some stupid catch phrase but something that gives us life and sustains us and
that we aren’t meant to take without giving back. I’m sure I’m butchering his
teachings but I really love listening to him (and playing with his Lamas… that
is how we met. I get along with one that doesn’t like most
people).
Anyhow, enough blabbering… I liked your show. Twas very
good.
I loved this show! Wild! I’m glad I wasn’t put off by some of the negative comments, although there is truth in them.
The actor is not the Glenn Gould this show needed to bring off all the voices/characters. As a performer of fugues, Glenn Gould could separate all the themes of a fugue, with his fingers, giving them the proper weight to allow you to easily follow the interweaving of the musical fabric. But, the hard working performer did all he could, given the fact that he’s new to acting. The concept of the show, on the other hand, was brilliant.
It comes right down to budget. This show probably required 4 professional actors at the minimum. Still, I have to hand it to the creator/performer, it was a hell of a thing to attempt - you could tell by the sweat on his shirt and pants. As a one man show, there might be only a handful of fully professional actors in the country who could pull off no more than half of this. So it’s near impossible to expect someone to conceive a show this wild, do the music, and act in it with equal success.
It required a lot of effort and imagination from the audience to follow it. It was Alex’s lack of vocal training that made it difficult. But since the creator is so fully versed in the subject (no pun intended) it was still convincing, and personal. I was 100% engaged. What a riot!
Part of the plot reminded me of the Sherlock Holmes mystery - the Musgrave Ritual. Great story, which of course has a poem with a secret, and a treasure behind it.
I loved the opening background music - like Bach in a fog.
I’ve been to music school so I could relate to the music professor stuff - it was bang one. They must be a type, the music profs on the university payroll. Same no matter where you study, they’re the same oddballs. Yes, a background in music would be helpful, but not essential, to an appreciation of this weird show. I was waiting for the “Stretto” line, but I guess it didn’t come.
Potentially, if there’s someone smart at CanStage,- Alex’s show could be remounted into something more mainstream. There would have to be at least four actors and the pace less frenetic. Probably a lot more visuals, and all the theatrical bells and whistles. It’s only one chance in a hundred that they’d have the balls to do it. Only at the Fringe can you see something this bizarre, brilliant, and brutal.
Regarding the ending of the play - composers of serious art music have almost no relevance, except on the university payroll or granting system. So a composer moves onto theatre, or if they’re more business minded, writing for movies, in which case, the music ends up being a bit player to everything else, so what’s the point?
- DOUG 2007