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Police theater takes viewers inside the brutal life of an officer

As Seattle police face criticism for their tactics, "Newyorkland" provides a jarring, humanizing look into life on the force.

Police theater takes viewers inside the brutal life of an officer
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Ashli Blow

As Seattle police face criticism for their tactics, "Newyorkland" provides a jarring, humanizing look into life on the force.

It’s challenging to describe exactly what Newyorkland is, but its creators, the New York performance troupe Temporary  Distortion, call it an “assemblage.” With its mix of box-like set, video  projections, and live action, assemblage is as accurate a term as any to  describe this searing exploration of the daily life of New York City  cops.

The  talents of the ten members of Temporary Distortion run the gamut from  performance art to playwrighting to video, set and costume design. As in all their productions, in Newyorkland they pool their skills to create a compelling, self-contained world from which it’s impossible to avert one’s eyes.

The  set — a huge video screen with cut out sections for live performers and  a massive tangle of microphones, lights and cords — practically  assaults us as we enter On the Boards’ mainstage theater. A pair of  policemen on each side of the set casually stands guard, silently  watching us as we take our seats. It’s an eerie feeling and, if we didn’t  know that this production is about cops, it would be easy to mistake  them for Seattle police, protecting a very expensive set.

At  some point, a slow rumble starts and the “show” begins. Over the course  of the next hour, through a combination of episodic live action and  remarkably realistic documentary-like video sequences, we are pulled  into the daily routine of these cops. They deal with everything from the mundane  (writing down the details of a car that’s being pursued) to the  near-fatal (a man threatening to shoot himself, a hostage, and the  police) to the deeply unsettling (an hysterical woman babbling  incoherently at the site of a brutal homicide).

At  various points, the live actors step forward to glare menacingly at the  audience, nearly blinding us with bright lights or pointing a gun in our  direction, pulling us even more explicitly into their violence-filled  universe. These are chilling reminders that sometimes it’s hard to know  friend from enemy, innocent bystander from aggressive perpetrator.

The  most powerful revelations come in the video sequences, which are shot  documentary style, but in fact are staged. Some are set in a nondescript  precinct office where we see a male prisoner try to break loose of his  handcuffs and a female, possibly a prostitute, passively waiting to be  questioned. But the most disturbing scenes feature haunting interviews  with the “cops.”

It’s heartbreaking to hear one “officer” recount the  change that takes place once he’s on the street. He laments that in the  police academy he thinks that he’s going to protect people and help them,  but “when you get out, you realize it’s really about regulating human  behavior. And people resent us for that, so after a while you become  cynical and hard, which is necessary to function.” His pained expression  cuts through any stereotypes we may have about police brutality and  reminds us that our men and women in blue take the “to serve and  protect” slogan very seriously.

In  another sequence, we see a cop on the narcotics beat chase a dealer before recounting to the camera how he has to have “street eyes.” “You can’t  be looking at trees, you can’t be looking at clouds,” he explains. “And  when a cop walks into a room he sees things you wouldn’t see and even if  you saw them you wouldn’t know what they were.”

The  cumulative effect of listening to these “cops” and seeing the danger  and violence they endure is to understand at a visceral level the  courage they must muster day after day. In a live action sequence at the  very end, one policeman, his back to the audience, silently builds a  memorial to slain officers, while a disembodied voice calls out the names  of New York City neighborhoods. It’s a heartrending, fitting conclusion  to an original and important evening of theater on a subject that many  of us have probably never thought about in quite this way.

If you go: Newyorkland by Temporary Distortion, On the Boards, 100 West Roy Street, through November 20. Tickets $25 and are available at the box office, by phone 206.217.9888, or online at www.ontheboards.org




Ashli Blow

By Ashli Blow

Ashli Blow is a Seattle-based freelance writer who talks with people — in places from urban watersheds to remote wildernesses — about the environment around them. She’s been working in journal