Sediment is an exquisite show that presents two first-class performers that show us a glimpse into a relationship filled with nervous tensions. A couple who are ostensibly tied together, clawing and scratching at the dissonance in their relationship.
I have seen Dave Carberry’s work many times over the years, and I am already a big fan. I would say he is in his prime as a performer, but I feel like he is one of those performers that is always in their prime.
Every skill he uses is finely honed, articulated and thought through, from mime to trapeze, to flawless acrobatics and a smattering of musical interludes performed with beautiful resonance upon bespoke instrumentation.
Throughout all his character is maintained with precision, the way a very good actor does, without you noticing so much that he perhaps is not the person he portrays – we are convinced.
This is my first time seeing Alice Muntz in motion, although her reputation as a stellar performer also precedes her. And she does not disappoint.
She has obviously trained for a long time, her movements complicated yet fluid, and of the highest level, and always presenting the lightest touch upon the apparatus. A highlight, trapeze routine is stunning, creative and poised.
There are many creative props, but never for pure visual effect. A shoe filled with the sands of time creates a soundscape for a heavy-footed shuffle dance.
A typewriter becomes a drumkit. A book of poems ripped to pieces, is visually represented by Carberry’s movements as his work is literally rended in front of him.
There is a dark undercurrent in this show. It is never effusive, but it is there all the same. A couple, rent and tear at each other, gently, violently.
Together, but in that way that people can be together and not like each other very much. Even though they may still want to, very much.
There is something lacking, that I can’t quite lay my fingers on. The coldness is too cold, the silences just a bit too long. Deliberate?
Perhaps the timing is skewed by the roars from the other tents in the Woodside Pleasure Garden. The outside world seems incongruent in this space – this is a show for a silent darkened theatre.
There is warmth, and humour to counter balance the silence, the demands, the points proven and the slights taken. A strange and clever show, and one that I would like to watch again to fully gain the measure of it.
So refreshing to see great work performed by top class performers. I love Fringes for the fresh, the edgy, the crass and the courageous. But this kind of beautiful dark work is what makes me sing.
Without a doubt this is one of the finest circus shows at the festival. I don’t believe there is another like it.