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dimanche 21 avril 2013

Julien Gué and the theater



Is dream or duty?

In case you would have guessed, the theater is a commitment. A contract signed with this art of the living image. If Julien Gué chisels his plays in real objects of scenic pleasures, he favors the main: the relation to the public. The theater is act of transmission. Art of the communication, it has its requirements, as any job.

His work, his dream, it’s his fight –full stop! Artist’s reflex, it’s not without evoking, all the more in Polynesian islands Children of Paradise of Carné-Prévert (1943) tandem: both for its poetic treatment and for its intentions. Proposing a world where love is king, where “love links as act of resistance”. And it’s a very “declaration of love to the actors and the stage” which Julien Gué reveals, in his short passage on the television studio set of Polynesia 1st in Papeete.


Sounding the alarm at “Fare Ma’ohi” on 1st Polynesia
Such is the message thus delivered by Julien Gué. “Fare Ma’ohi” asked him: “What do you feel when you look over the Polynesian theater?” Julien Gué’s answer is professional.

A theater without story
“To shake the coconut palm” could be the title of this article, so much this allusion summarizes the dynamics in which occurs any creative act which respects itself and respects the public. So much the politics’ resolution is essential to anticipate, undertake the long-term and extend the tradition of the open-air spectacle. So much it seems harmful that the skills aren’t put in contribution and that the potential might be doomed to failure (or abortion).

On the one hand, it falls to the professionals to define the requisite prerogatives of their occupation. On the other one, management of the theatrical sector can be foreseen administratively only by including pedagogy, statutes and code of the employment.

To make the theater exists is to provide it with means, to rehabilitate the buried function of the traditional arioi, these ma’ohi actors forgotten nowadays in rubble of past. Make them go out of their forefathers’ museum; by structuring a domain which isn’t the “paradise”!
Theater, this elsewhere is not a Paradise
Jean-Marc Tera’ituatini Pambrun’s quotation, pulled from The Tree and The Dust (1992) would suit perfectly the comments of Julien Gué (by replacing “history” with “theater”); “Polynesian people have no history. This formula can seem sharp, but it’s just. People have a history when this one is the object of a systematic education in all the phases of the constituting individuals’ personal development.”

Julien Gué regrets that the theatrical art is tarnished and it’s confused with devalued entertainment or hobbyists’ leisure. The announcer seems to fall in the mistake formerly meant by Henri Hiro: be “démentalisé of his polynésianité” (for loss of one’s roots).

Already, his play Ariipaea-Vahine (1978), stemming from the Polynesian heritage, passed on by memory, illustrates the movement of cultural revival which he introduced before. Between myth and history, it looked like act of resistance at the time. It didn’t hold for a long time in the popular consciousness, due to the lack of orchestration by public authorities.

Henri Hiro and the theater ….“rementalisé"

In right line with Polynesian oral custom, with the pioneers of the exhumation of the theater, tuned to the high school students whom he trained and who could now live the scene and make it live, teachers with whom he collaborated, occasional actors who were hatched under his direction, Julien Gué is holder of these expectations which seem to find echoes everywhere else.
  
The stale culture
            To brush the panorama of the globalization of the culture, the report of this devaluation of the art propagates on all the continents: reduction of the state budgets for the culture, the administrative and fiscal harassments which fill the productions, the political corruption and the embezzlements, the invasion of the financial networks which blow a wind of commercial trifles and boss it wrongly or fiduciary the market, the theocratic ideologies which declare it taboo… the creation is much manhandled.

The almost world criterion of leisure and communication being broadcasting, the image trades are particularly worried. The creation, surprising and innovative by definition, is it so disturbing? Let us see how the spectators of the sequence of January 14th, 2013, “Fare Ma’ohi” signed, react. They don’t know each other; originate from different nationalities and cultures. They come from three continents: Africa, Europe, and Oceania. They filmed, they were filmed, they wrote.


Richard Bohringer “spills the beans”
Ta’ata Paskua comments so, hinting in Tahiti where he lives: “the territory is a real theater of the worst”. Indeed, the image vegetates, the image is frozen, afraid of a rise, the image is dying! (Either moving on stage, or livened: photography, audio-visual fields as the micro-short stories of Ta’ata). Would the fixed or livened up image be obliged to lock itself? Because the internet is harassed also, it’s a matter of information and its cell.

The only scenic image which is imperative is formatted: the advertising packs cross-posted by tons, misspend billions behind. Marketing tool, it boosts its worst purveyors. Easy, simplistic, within reach of brains the slowest, it piles up in the memory as a second nature. What’s its assessment? It multiplies in conditioned reflexes. What’s its recipe? The image is without smudge, tempting.

Theatricality of the ignorance, this ersatz of knowledge doesn’t cultivate the spirits: it restricts itself to a scrap of words matched by a jingle. It’s only filling the garbage dumps of the hobbies and the viewers’ bellies with chips, delicacies and flesh wrapped in slings of Misses.  

The smokescreen culture 
Why does it fascinate? It’s because its power of seduction maintains the confusion and holds in brief: the image-mirror… Many people believe they are a dream creature? A gesture, a look: the mimicry raises armies of mindless models.

The ragamuffins of the culture
The monopoly of the normative culture fails of “murdered Mozart” and of ranks of job-seekers qualified in actor’s job. In metropolitan France, provided with a unemployment-device, what does propose Pôle-Emploi in the column “professionals of the show”? …strippers, cover-girls, hostesses!!!
The cinema renews its market with up-to-date lighthouses-faces without taking big risks: because the editing erases the imperfections. At the theater, for getting across to the audience, the apprenticeship is primordial.
With Léo Caneri’s statements we are fully getting into intramural debate: the easy profit, its networks of privileged persons and its distribution. A French national theater, prospecting on Tahiti, inclined to promote the training and to move on to a show, noticed the lack on the subject and more still: Julien Gué’s role, his existence, his skills, his trainer’s route (high school diploma) were hidden to them during their stay in Papeete. It’s clear that, while saying the rivalry is acerbic, it’s not enough.


Léonore Caneri speaks about theater in Tahiti
Certain indelicacy spread on Facebook would erase him mindlessly of his direction of 2011: It snowed at Tuamotu. Photos, video reports of the rehearsals (August to December), press articles evoking what the comedians felt also, the broadcast interviews of the author of the initial tale: all that deny this kind of gossips!
From Spain, this echo reaches us: “Five minutes of speech about the theater for a cultural program, “it’s a little bit short, young man” (Cyrano de Bergerac)! We have the bad impression that the announcer would run the risk of losing her employ? A dialogue of the deaf, but the message passed! Besides, the framing, pitiful! The guest stuck in a pocket handkerchief! Fortunately, he is an actor, Julien Gué, you can see it, you can feel it! He didn’t feel disconcerting, he emitted the plights necessary! Material and human resources! Here, in our tiny village, we fast became disappointed. We retrained!”

“He’s right to step up to the plate: the quality is expected still when we pass at the box office! Drama schools make all the difference! In the Paris region (of my universities), too many troops are running after the rehearsal halls. The television restricts to broadcast often mediocre shows of renowned stars: to disgust you of the theater. Amateurs’ association it’s often anything: people indulge themselves with gags; it’s flat. Fortunately, some call on specialists! I knew that”, comments A.R., a teacher.

The lament of the theater
It seems the culture is either an act of resistance, the fight opened also in front of coercive powers (let us quote Brecht), or in a context of public slowness.
Ridha B. (ISAD): the theater of the disenchantment
In Tunisia, emerging nation, the theater established one of the priorities of the first president of the independent republic (1956). With the creation of the Secretarial Department of the Culture (1961), an interventionist system is set up, with the constitution of a “Commission of Orientation” which gives a visa or not (censures) for the dramatic works. Ten years later, he founds the Center of Dramatic Art, spent at the stage of Higher Institute (ISAD, 1981) with the academics first generation.

 Although the State censorship disappeared after the revolution of 2011, Ridha Boukadida, an actor, director, playwright and teacher in the Higher Institute of Dramatic Art of Tunis isn’t more optimistic than in his thesis (2003, The Tunisian theater in front of the modernity: the scene in an evolving society):


The culture hostage in Tunisia and somewhere else…
          “Today I think of the current event is in what we thought before the pseudo-revolution, of what we had always thought: the freedom is necessary for the emancipation of the individuals, the peoples and the theater.” 


“The Tunisian revolution was the incredible opportunity of the emergence of what this nation stored for centuries as ignorance, hypocrisy and opportunism. It’s after all the residue of Bourguiba’s period among the Tunisian women more than among the men that could save this tribe of 12 million inhabitants; otherwise, we’re sunk and good for a wahhabit medievalization…”

The opinion of the young Mediterranean generations underlines this achievement of a crucified culture. Early saddened, they change orientation (a recent immigrant Tunisian, a 4th generation of Algerian immigration Frenchwoman, a French-Tunisian).
 
They associate cultural mafia and State planned economy; no need to want to move forward other trainings that those imposed by the trust of the money; no need “to break through”, even if you are the best one.

And there, number of capitalist countries is going to recognize itself. The word “job” becomes synonymic of privilege and exploitation, the professional word amounts to “money pump” because the space of legal status doesn’t recognize criteria or falsifies them!



              Trained for nothing: the Maghreb-Mediterranean Sea voice
The three youngsters were organizers and left, because the job isn’t really nourishing. Both boys awarded a dancer diploma, have made scene (Tunisia for the oldest, Tunisia, France and Germany for the youngest- in theater, dance and cinema).

While insuring the daily bread, they resist by staying in shape to pass on their passion, when they have more free time to frame the youngest later, not by obligation, but by love.

An act of love
But, who is Julien Gué? Why does he support a part of his intervention on the Cultural Center Tjibaou and the professional status of the theater of New Caledonia?

Twenty five years previously, in a village of Languedoc-Roussillon (Mudaison, less than 2000 inhabitants), he livened a theatrical group outdone in 2nd Meetings of the Amateur theater of the region. What input do pull these actors, exercising at present in quite different domains? Must a director be trained? Is the actor Julien Gué on stage worth being seen and is worth the trip?



Marie, Séverine and Sylvie speak about Julien Gué
His arrival “by canary yellow cabriolet Triumph Spifire, wind-swept hair, very Rock’n’roll boho, electric deep blue-eyes… marks the beginning of an adventure” which starts with “the boards practice, the discovery of a subtle, lavish, rallying, expanding world, the familiarization with underestimated authors, the strength, the originality, the beauty of the language and the learning of whom we became”: the actors testify so today. “We were as in a bubble, inside ourselves, in perpetual vibration between the articulation (O sessions of diction!), the game, the partner, the truthfulness of the role… and the vast world.”

“The experiment was strong, we were addicts to: practical farces, playlets, singings, poetry. We lived on theater and Julien Gué lived it: passionate, poet, inborn-storyteller, with something of the childhood which continues and sublimates through the oral character. We were in apnea. It was the euphoria!”

“We crossed the bracket of our bell tower to reach our main part. As for a choral song, we were “in rise”. As in love relation, we were in absence of ourselves, at the same time alone, intensely us and in communion with the other one. We keep tracks, in the exercise of our occupations: we aren’t afraid of being; the other has one’s truth. We have been in good hands: generosity, acceptance and disinterest! The theater upsets, makes us change”

“Julien Gué offered us: “the luck to exist”

“On stage, we saw him in two totally contradictory characters (The Prophet and Schrischamtury at the Theater Iseion in Montpellier). Alone, he occupies brilliantly a stage platform of respectable sizes. We felt that his presence is enough to reduce the space, to inhabit it, to devour it. Julien Gué manages at once depth and weightlessness, somewhere else and closeness, a modulated, exciting constant energy, furthermore stirring; solar dimension affecting the innocence, atmosphere of serenity for the first one; contained violence and its overflowing, icy and ardent cruelty at the same time, character impressing everything with incandescence for the second; in summary, an ardor perfectly mastered and supported by his eyes’ twinkle; that seizes you, returns you, you are under influence.”



Outline of the theater of Julien Gué

In the same years in Paris, a spectator, “not very interested in theater”, for fear of having to face the supreme boredom of Julien soliloquizing, attests even so: “and there was the shock! At first I discovered a text, which I often read since. It was a little my roots. I remember that he played with a big sobriety. He didn’t play, in fact, he was this text. I remember that I was caught by this chap on stage: a single guy in front of a teapot, who told me the life.” (JS, Franco-Moroccan)

No longer need to prove that the job gives its full measure to the fascinating actors? Need to justify the theater and its practice? Do you know that from the hamlet of Missègre (66 inhabitants), the troop of Cultiv’actors (like “farm’actors”) comes to occur to Mudaison?

The advent of writing erased neither the need to mediate stories, nor to perform them. From the evenings of storytellers to the TV screen, the need to tell oneself remains pregnant. Griot or Jeu de la Feuillée, replaced by TV reality shows or the webcam interlude, stay substitutes in theses modes of identification, communication, cultural opening and check which proposes the theater.

Recognize oneself, fall and stand back: a job named theater. 

An article of Monak
Translated from French by Monak


*Drama course Monak: license - theater Paris III-Sorbonne, 3rd degree Dance and creativity (Paris VI), modulate theater and teaching. Actor and technician Workshops (80-90 ): Theatre de Poche: G. Cambreleng-M. Barré, J-P Sarrazac (Nanterre), J. Lassalle, Colin Harris, Theatre Mouvant, Roy-Hart-Theatre, El Hamra, ISAD-Tunis, Lotfi Dziri, Cécile Backès. Freelance: Theatre Organique, Arts and Cultures, L’Etoile du Nord, Théâtre de la Danse and Centre Chorégraphique Méditerranéen (since 96 to now).
     
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