Last night I went with the ever effervescently medicated
ghost_light to see a performance of Mamu: A Study in Dysfunction an original performance art piece created by undergraduates at the University of Alaska-Anchorage.
In the program, the director said that this piece required them "explore themselves" to understand dysfunction. Or as
ghost_light noted, we may see vulvas.
Thankfully, no vulvas were displayed.
It was a typical performance art piece with a feminist bent. There were pacemaker-frying movie clips, mediocre techo beats, and lots of clear plastic tarp with meaningless phrases written over it.
The point the show was trying to make is that to truly find themselves, women have to strip down the male constructed constructs of femininity and discover their inner selves. To do so causes destruction and chaos. And to come to terms with that, you may need to get help from others. (Which meant that we had to pick up the clear plastic tarp and put it away. Audience participation!)
I can't say that it was awful, it was just completely unoriginal.
But
ghost_light and I did enjoy doing performance art parodies afterwords.
And again, thankfully, no vulvas were displayed.