I have been wanting to see Fuerza Bruta since it opened in 2007. I don’t know why it took me this long to make it to the show, but now I had to make an extra effort. The show is in it’s final weeks and will close on January 5th.
From the very beginning of the show my friend Maricarmen and I could not stop moving our hips. The DJ was handling his business and making us want to dance. Interaction with the audience began almost immediately as the staff moved the audience around the space in order to experience different parts of the show.
Performer Kendell Hinds initial performance set the tone for the exciting visuals that were up ahead. He ran through walls and papers that flew everywhere, all mixed with wind and fog. There was no set story, but you felt the emotion coming out of him.
We grasped for a metal looking sheet that reflected light in a psychedelic way. There was nothing special about the sheet, but we were made to touch it. We had to interact with it and that sparked curiosity. You then wanted to know what the sheet was made of, see all the colors reflected. It became a game the audience all took part in.
A plastic roof with water inside of it came down over us and I was hypnotized by the way the dancers would jump and slide on it. Slowly but surely the roof came down all the way, I even ducked a little. Not only was the dancing beautiful, but the performers could see us the same way we could see them. They would motion to us, put their hands up against the plastic as if they wanted to touch us. It was visually the most beautiful part of the show.
The performers then took it to another level and the whole thing became like a big party. They got people from the crowd to come up on stage. They walked amongst us and danced with us as we looked into their faces for answers. This was all unexpected and some of us weren’t sure of what to do. Performer Kim Fischer came up to me and slammed a block of paper confetti on my head. I got to be a part of the show! It was the most unexpected fun.
In the end, the audience got to dance under the “rain”, with beats that gave me flashbacks to being at Club Niceto in Buenos Aires. The best thing to do now is join the fun before you no longer can.
Photography by Ruddy Harootian and Maricarmen Hinojosa