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Drama of contrasting attitudes
The adaptation is not as crisp as the original but Yatrik's ``I'm
not Sheikh Chili'' manages to be a close parallel, a few
weakspots notwithstanding, writes ELIZABETH ROY.
LAST WEEK we had a second version of `` I'm Not Rappoport''
playing at Museum Theatre. Five years ago Klass Promotios came
down with ``I'm Not Bajirao'' written and directed by Rahul de
Cunha. It jerked tears and much laughter. The expatriates from
Mumbai who thronged the hall turned limp with nostalgia. So when
Yatrik (Delhi) came down with their version, ``I'm Not Sheikh
Chili'', many people returned to enjoy it afresh.
``I'm Not Rappoport'', which began the activity in India, was the
best play of the 1985-86 season on Broadway. It also won a Tony
Award and the Outer Critics Circle Award. The play is about the
friendship between two men - Nat, an old Jew, and Midge, an old
black janitor - both into their 80s, trying to sort out their
past and present. They are both survivors and spend their
afternoons on the same bench in front of an arched tunnel running
under a Romanesque bridge in Central Park. Nat admits that his
pretence at being an escaped Cuban terrorist is only what he
calls a ``cover story.'' He is really an expert manipulator and
attracts the attention of his bench mate with tall tales when all
his bench mate wants is to be left alone. The crux of the story
is the contrasting attitudes. In order to give dramatic
expression to the contrast, Gardner brings on a parade of
characters and further cranks up the action with a sadistic
hooligan and a drug dealer. At unexpected moments, the play
surprises the audience with flashes of wisdom and humour.
Though Rahul Cunha's adaptation lost out on the crispness of the
original, it ran a close parallel to the original. Avijit Dutt's
``I'm Not Sheikh Chili'' in its turn seems to be based on Bajirao
rather than on Rappoport and as a result moved further away from
the original. In fact Chili has a lot of its dialogue in common
with Bajirao.
Action shifts from Five Gardens in Mumbai to Delhi. The
Mahrashtrian ex-freedom fighter changes into a politically fired
Bengali and the old maintenance man Batliwala changes into an old
Anglo Indian.
Sheikh Chili presented an assortment of characters, culture and
region specific, with their clearly defined accents. Anglo Indian
Nat King Cole (Omkar Goswami) and the Delhi-Punjabi Malhotra
(Tajeesh Nippun Singh) were most interestingly drawn.
Two other characters who turned in very good performances were
the goonda and the drug dealer - Kallu (Ashutosh Porus) and Munna
(Aubin Sebastian). They were too real for art.
Sheikh Chili however had one too many weak spots. The delightful
collision between the bench mates did not come through strongly
enough (It is precisely this quality that sets a premium on old
age.) In fact the game of I'm not Sheikh Chili was not played
right and was lost on the audience, so were the laughs. In
addition Goswami could not be heard beyond the first few rows and
this unfortunately further dropped the pace of the play. In
contrast, there was very loud, very energetic music in abundance.
Part of the reason why the play did not take off was that the
bench mates were played as doddering old men with unclear speech
and draped over their walking sticks. Concentrating the play
downstage minimised acting space and further crowded it.
Despite the drawbacks, the audience gave them an appreciative
hand bringing into focus the point of the play that old age is
precious in its own way. It is a necessary and integral part of
life. Youth and old age complement each other and temper life.
You can't discard the old. They are your future.
As Das tells the smooth talking secretary of the building's
cooperative society, ``You collect old furniture, old caps, old
pictures, everything old except old people. Bad souvenirs, they
talk too much... You idiots, don't you know?'' Fact remains, most
of us do not know.
Yatrik gave two performances at Museum Theatre and a preview
working together with Welcomgroup Chola Sheraton and The Hongkong
and Shanghai Banking Corporation Limited to raise funds for
Aasha, a support group for schizophrenics in Chennai.
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