Operasi Oktober has ended its performances 2 days ago. And it ended with mixed emotions. Because it was a 100 percent devise play, its image totally depended on the strength of the actors. Mental, physical, meta-physical, emotions, attachments and detachments of all of them.
And because it was so organically shaped moments by moments, Operasi Oktober has life of its own. And life, as we all know, is not a bed of roses all the time.
2 good performances nights and 2 bad ones were more than enough to fill up the evidence shelves.
"so, jadi ke revolusi kita ni?" was the tag line. Well, as soon as the revolution starts, there is where it ends. The process of getting there is the core matter. The restlessness and the rebel. Perhaps that is why a number of audiences were more interested in our process after watching the actual performances. Yes, theatre is a rehearsal for revolution.
The search of The Ending Scene. To me, it is always a symbol of frustration. We, the actors and the director struggled ourselves in the process of finding it. After the hazards of two different endings that didnt work out, we revolt. We performed the frustration. And frustration is what we wanted the audiences to get.
And of course, frustration is always the feeling one gets after a certain failed revolution, not knowing that a new revolution is always waiting to be embraced.
As long as we revolt, we are alive. There is NO END.
