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  • Theater Review: Silk Road Rising's Night Over Erzinga

    REVIEW: SILK ROAD RISING'S NIGHT OVER ERZINGA
    By Alice Singleton

    Gapers Block
    Oct 26 2012

    The lynchpin in the Great American Dream Press Kit is, and has always
    been, reinvention. "Give me your tired, poor, huddled masses", and
    I'll make your forget all those tyrannical inhumanities you and yours
    have suffered under from the ages.

    Well, it's a nice hook, and a great selling point of yesteryear;
    today's (fewer and fewer) immigrants know that maybe you can go home
    again someday, and to read the fine print on the Statue of Liberty --
    America's a great place to be, but the Land of Promise cannot wash
    away the atrocities of genocide.

    The Oghidanian family of Erzinga, Armenia find themselves in the worst
    grace-under-pressure circumstances -- it's the middle of World War
    I, and the Turks are not only occupying their country, but killing
    off the Armenians in mass, happily obliterating them, kidnapping and
    forcing young Armenian men to fight on the Turkish side, killing off
    the older men, and the young children, and raping and torturing the
    young girls and women. The Oghidanian's son, Ardavazt, turns eighteen,
    ripe for familial celebration, but also the age that he must leave his
    family and "enlist" the Turk army. Ardavazt's family hides him from
    the Turks during a home "inspection", and on his eighteenth birthday,
    after cake and drink, Ardavazt is whisked off to a ship that sails
    to safe lands, where he transfers to join a distant cousin in Boston.

    In Boston, Ardavazt eventually becomes "Jimmy", and begins the
    build-out of his American dream. Letters are exchanged between Jimmy
    and his family left in Armenia, but after a couple of years, there is
    no longer a response from this family. Jimmy files away his Armenian
    memories, and never speaks of his family again, not even to Alice,
    also an Armenian immigrant Jimmy finds love at first sight with in
    their Boston neighborhood. Alice wants to remember and talk about
    Armenia -- the good and the horrid. Jimmy refuses to let Alice share
    those memories with him, and later their young daughter Aghavni "Ava",
    and as Jimmy further grasps unto the great American entrepreneur,
    Alice loses her grasp on reality, and eventually must be committed
    to a sanitarium and submitted to electro-shock treatments. Alice no
    longer recognizes her husband and child, and with no understanding
    of why her father is emotionally shut off and brittle, or what made
    her mother go insane, "Aghavni" is forever Ava, leaving her father's
    home to become a chorus dancer, but bringing the same of being a
    disconnected immigrant with her.

    "Jimmy" and "Alice's" secrets become Ava's lies, and it is not until
    she meets singer "Benny" Raymundo, a proud Dominican, baring happy,
    sad and harrowing memories of his former Dominican life, does Ava begin
    to open up, a little. Benny insists that Ava have a reconciliation
    with her father, if only that their child Estrella know her roots,
    and also (mistakenly) believing that Jimmy is all the family that
    Ava has left. The reunion of Ava and her father is a mixed bag --
    Jimmy and Benny come to quickly adore one another; Ava would rather
    her father be back in Boston, especially if he's going to share her
    family secret with Benny.

    The birth and upbringing of Estrella brings sobering realities to
    Ava -- knowing better doesn't necessarily result in doing better
    or being better, and a Christmas Eve reunion with Jimmy and spirits
    from the past bring epiphany to both father and daughter, which will
    allow Estrella the freedom from Turk atrocities Erzinga is not a
    story about genocide, but a story about the "collateral damage" of
    genocide; the shame and shaming of the victims; the stench and aroma
    of madness that infects and plunders until the victim finds the key --
    the lynchpin -- to unshackle themselves, first by finding the ways
    to accept that bitter herbs rest next to the sweetness of honey and
    apples in this life, the lives that came before, and Erzinga must
    be seen and experienced for what it is -- a remarkable work that
    resonates through all of us with a buy-in to the Family of Humankind.

    Night Over Erzinga plays through November 11 at Pierce Hall at the
    Historic Chicago Temple Building, 77 W. Washington St. Tickets and
    more information here.

    http://gapersblock.com/ac/2012/10/26/night-over-erzinga-presented-by-silk-road-rising/

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