Each movement was deliberate and intense. As he snapped from each disposition to the next – from tortured to informational – we were treated to the sort of topics Timothy Green’s ‘Dennis’ encounters whilst perhaps late night web surfing.
We were pulled and pushed between an assortment of randomness. It coming as quickly as it evolved into something new. Sometimes we returned and other times we completely abandoned what once was in full focus.
There were a few slight timing issues where dialogue didn’t quite hit its music or lighting mark but it was rarely perceptible or a distraction.
However, Haydon Wilson’s direction was inspired and integral to bringing Green’s vision so successfully to the stage.
Another stand out was the inventive lighting technique – a rocking circle on a stand lined by glittering fairy lights, which illuminated his animated face with purples, yellows, and reds, capturing every detail expressed.
It was something I’ve not seen done before, let alone so commendably executed.
It reminded me of the filter seen attached to professional microphones commonly used in recording studios. It acted as the key to his clear, captivating delivery of each line over the hour.
Each time we were thrust into the darkness his voice continued to swirl through the room, emulating the constant stream of thought many insomniacs find inescapable.
As he stripped down he simultaneously stripped himself of all defences, finally revealing his secret – he is kept awake by the haunting presence of an event he originally insisted barely affected him.
Sort of like Tilda Swinton’s effect on us as her charming announcements transform into terrifying harangues.
Night Sweats had some great humorous moments – sometimes ruined for us by well-meaning but slightly obnoxious echoing laughter from people I assume were supportive friends of the artist.
The absurdity became our norm and we enjoyed its company, indulging in the knowledge one would only seek as they disappear down the Wikipedia rabbit hole.
The performance is thought provoking and attempts to teach its audience that experience can have lasting trauma. It’s new and different and worth seeing.