No Strings on Me

Today I went to see Chiflón, el silencio del carbón by Silencio Blanco at Here in Manhattan.

I’m really starting to realize that I really do enjoy this kind of experimental grown-up puppet theater. The articulation and range of expression the actors are capable of imbuing into these creatures is beyond stunning and is absolutely gripping, something truly unique. Silencio Blanco’s work here is all the more impressive because of all the time they put in to traveling to a desolate Chilean mining town to learn about the struggles of everyone involved in this treacherous work, and working with them to craft these puppets that represent their story.