She's All That

She's All That (1999) (2015) (2016)

Acrylic on Linen
150x90cm




               MITCH - MITCH IS A SEASONED PERFORMANCE ARTIST, RESPECTED
AMONGST HIS PEERS LOCALLY. HE APPEARS AS THE OVERALL LEADER
AND INSTIGATOR OF THE PERFORMANCE. HE IS WEARING WHITE BOXER
BRIEFS BUT IS OTHERWISE UNCLOTHED. A NATURAL PERFORMER, HIS
MOVEMENTS SHOULD EXPRESS A FLAMBOYANT CONFIDENCE IN THE POWER
OF ART TO MOVE OTHERS.
DWARFS - IT IS AMBIGUOUS AS TO WHETHER THE TWO DWARF
PERFORMERS ARE ARTISTS IN THEIR OWN RIGHT OR ROLES IN THE
PERFORMANCE AS CONCEIVED BY MITCH. IN ANY CASE THEY ARE FULLY
COMMITTED TO THE ACT. THE DWARFS WEAR PURPLE, FULL BODY
LEOTARDS AND PURPLE HEADSCARVES SUCH THAT ONLY THEIR HANDS,
FEET AND FACES ARE UNCOVERED. THEY ALSO WEAR SILVER FACE
PAINT, LOOSELY APPLIED.
LANEY BOGGS - LANEY IS A HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT, YOUNGER THAN
THE OTHER PERFORMERS. DESPITE HER NATURALLY RESERVED DEMEANOR
SHE IS PASSIONATE ABOUT ART AND PUTS AN EMPHASIS ON PERSONAL
FEELING AND EMOTION IN HER PAINTING. SHE IS ALSO SOCIALLY
CONSCIOUS AND CONSIDERATE OF GLOBAL ISSUES; ALTHOUGH HER
WORLDVIEW CAN SEEM NAIVE, THIS IS SEEN AS EXCUSABLE DUE TO
HER YOUTH. SHE IS WARY OF ZACK, A MUCH MORE POPULAR STUDENT,
AS HIS INTEREST IN HER SEEMS INCONGRUOUS WHEN THEIR RELATIVE
SOCIAL STANDING IS CONSIDERED. HER SUGGESTION THAT THEY
ATTEND THE ART PERFORMANCE NIGHT CAN BE READ AS MUCH AS AN
ATTEMPT TO DRIVE ZACK AWAY BY EXPOSING HIM TO A MORE
ALTERNATIVE CULTURAL SCENE AS MUCH AS IT IS A SPACE WHERE HIS
SOCIAL STATUS AS PROM KING ELECT DOES NOT AUTOMATICALLY PUT
HER ON AN UNEVEN FOOTING. LANEY WEARS A WHITE FULL BODY
LEOTARD WITH A SMALL, WHITE, FABRIC SKIRT. HER HAIR IS
LOOSELY CLIPPED TO THE SIDE AND SHE WEARS BLACK FRAME GLASSES
IN A FEMININE STYLE (MORE POINTED TOWARD THE UPPER CORNERS).
HER FACE IS MADE UP DOWN TO THE SHOULDERS IN STARK WHITE FACE
PAINT.
ZACK SILER - ZACK IS THE MOST POPULAR BOY AT A WEST-COAST
AMERICAN HIGH SCHOOL. HE CONSTITUTES A 'JOCK' STEREOTYPE TO A
DEGREE BUT BELIES THIS BY ALSO EXCELLING ACADEMICALLY. HE IS
PURSUING LANEY IN ORDER TO WIN A WAGER AS TO WHETHER HE COULD
'TURN ANY GIRL IN SCHOOL INTO PROM QUEEN' BUT THIS BRAVADO
HAS SOME ELEMENT OF KEEPING UP AN APPEARANCE AND HE DOES NOT
APPROACH HER WITH A DEMONSTRABLE CRUELTY OF INTENT. HE IS
HAPPY TO ACCEPT HER INVITATION TO A PERFORMANCE ART EVENING
EVEN THOUGH IT PUTS HIM INTO AN UNFAMILIAR SOCIAL SITUATION
WITHOUT HIS USUAL ADVANTAGES. HE IS WEARING A WHITE, SHORT
SLEEVE POLO NECK WITHOUT ANY BUTTONS AND BAGGY TROUSERS WITH
BLUE FABRIC AND WHITE-SOLED GUMSHOES. HIS HAIR IS QUITE SHORT
BUT IS STYLED UP ON TOP.



INT. EVENING, JESTER'S THEATRE

This must only be performed at an equivalent venue. The
crucial feature is that the entire piece be performed to an
audience expecting to see performance art. An evening event
with a seating area in front of the stage is also preferable.

ZACK is sitting in the audience. LANEY is waiting behind the
stage with MITCH and the DWARFS. MITCH and the DWARFS enter
the stage. Sitting close together on the floor they cover
themselves with a silver latex sheet. Electronic music begins
to play, it is interspersed with sound effects (e.g. Police
siren) and indiscernible recorded dialogue. A projection
plays behind the performers (If possible the projection
should occur over three separate screens where the left and
right screens are duplicated). The projection is a
combination of footage of natural disasters and civil unrest,
frequently tinted or solarized into different tones.

The sound of a thunder-crack plays amongst the electronic
music. MITCH and the DWARFS begin to writhe beneath the
sheet.

MITCH and the DWARFS stretch the sheet as far as possible in
opposing directions. MITCH pushes his face upward into the
sheet so the shape appears to the audience.

MITCH
Snug in the putrid womb of a mother
he never knew.
The fetus... rising, floating.

MITCH fires an air powered confetti cannon out from the top
of the sheet causing silver foil to rain down on the stage.
MITCH and the DWARFS burst out from under the latex sheet.

MITCH (CONT'D)
(Flailing arms
theatrically, feet
planted)
Bursting forth ! Rushing forward !
Surging ! Emerging !

The DWARFS run around MITCH in a circle occasionally stopping
as though they have spotted something familiar in the
distance. They should never been on the same side of the
stage.

DWARF 1
(holding throat, one arm
out to the audience,
pleading)
*Gagging noises*

The DWARFS continue to run around.

DWARF 1 (CONT'D)
My soul is an island! ... My car is
a ford.

DWARF 1 removes the latex sheet from the stage and brings on
a metal rubbish bin, taking the lid off and leaning it
against the side of the bin.

DWARF 2 (WITH SELF-REFLECTION)
I wanna be like Mike.

MITCH and the DWARFS continue to circle together, focusing on
the bin.

MITCH
Falling! Plunging! Nay, expunging!

ALL (LAUGHING)
Whoo-hoo! Aah-ah-ah!

The rubbish bin catches fire. MITCH and the DWARFS collapse
to the floor as the electronic music becomes less urgent. The
projection changes to display pleasant scenes of nature.

LANEY skips onto the stage, a long sheet of white fabric
billowing behind her, catching the projection. She lays one
end of the sheet over MITCH and the DWARFS who grasp it and
drapes hangs the remainder of the sheet from her head,
effecting the appearance of a nun or holy figure.

LANEY
Be Silent. Be Still.

LANEY sits down next to MITCH. The DWARFS take either end of
the white sheet and moving either side of LANEY and MITCH,
wrap it around the group.

ALL PERFORMERS TOGETHER (ROCKING
GENTLY)
Be Silent. Be Still. Be Silent. Be
Still. Be Silent. Be Still. Be
Silent. Be Still.

The music stops and the lights dim. The performers stand up
holding hands and bow giving the audience a cue to applaud.

MITCH steps forwards with his arms out in a welcoming
gesture. He shakes his head and smiles before making a gun
finger at a member of the audience in an appreciative but
conceited manner. The DWARFS clear the stage of props and
debris as much as is possible.

MITCH
Thank you, very much. Thank you for
coming. Um, before you leave, our
performer Laney has just informed
me that there's an exciting new
voice among us.
(raising his hand over his
eyes in a searching
gesture)
Is there a Zack Siler in the house?

ZACK looks sheepish and sits back in his chair.

MITCH (CONT'D)
Come on, don't be shy. We're all
friends here.

LANEY walks down from the stage over to where ZACK is
sitting.

LANEY (TO ZACK)
Look. You don't have to go if
you're not interested.

MITCH (GESTURING WITH FINGERS)
Art is love people. Art is love.

MITCH applauds as though a seal, cueing the audience to clap
again. ZACK shakes his head and reluctantly rises from his
seat.

MITCH (STILL GESTURING) (CONT'D)
Welcome friend.

MITCH moves off the stage to one side, watching ZACK
intently. ZACK, hands in pockets, slowly rotates to face the
audience.

ZACK
How's it going. Hh.

ZACK clears his throat and looks nervously at the audience.
He removes a Hacky Sack from his pocket and begins throwing
it up and down in his hand.

Electronic music like a slowly thumping heartbeat begins to
play and a star field is projected onto the screen behind
ZACK. He breathes heavily and begins to play with the Hacky
sack, speaking in rhythm to his kicks as he does so.

ZACK (CONT'D)
Hack - e -sack. Hack - e - sack.
Bounce. Bounce. Gotta keep
bouncing. Can't let it drop. Never
let it drop. Come on Zack,
everyone's watching... expecting.
Never... let it... ... drop.
Everyone's counting on you Zack!
Don't let it drop! Don't!...
ever!... let it!... Drop!

The Hacky Sack falls to the floor and ZACK looks down at it
then back up at the audience. He is audibly out of breath.

ZACK (CONT'D)
Sooner or later. It has to drop.

LANEY looks up from the nearby. She is secretly impressed as
ZACK has subverted her expectations and begins applauding
slightly later than the rest of the audience.

At this point the performance should end without any
recognition of the two sections as a single performative
artwork.