The naked human body is a bumpy, wiggly, cellulite-riddled, fat-laced, stunning machine.
By Lauren Fox.
The show had started, the lights dimmed, mist poured from the smoke machines, sexy music began to play- and suddenly there was a barbie doll ripping off its limbs, revealing Glitta Supernova. What followed was energetic jiggling, dazzling make-overs, somewhat-relatable anecdotes, and a rabbit-out-of-the-hat trick in which the rabbit was a banner and the hat was a… part of the body.
Glitta Supernova has performed at Fringe before. Her show Let’s Get Metaphysical in 2015 received very positive reviews. Glitta’s attitude to performance apparently remains the same – smash those who wish to control your sexuality, your personality, your body, between your proud-to-be-bouncy thighs.
On this road trip cabaret, Glitta was our official tour guide to the “off-road body reality tour”. Our journey was wild, untamed, eye-opening and highly educational. The entire act was an exploration of body and society, mixed with unconcealed humour. Her eyeshadow shimmering and lipstick brilliant, Glitta fluffs her lemon-yellow hair and prepares to educate.
“As I have not yet been appropriated, normalized or groomed into shame,” Glitta declares, “you’ll be accepting some risk of objectionable, offensive, unlawful, deceptive or harmful content to be known hereon as an authentic human experience that has not been sanitized & curated for likes.”
Glitta investigates her relationship with her body, her sexuality and her life, and how her surroundings influence all three. A person’s relationship with their body can often be complex. Being in the audience gives you the opportunity to realise you aren’t the only one out there thinking there’s something a little screwed up about the way we view the human body. It’s refreshing. As the whole enactment is presented naked, the audience is forced to confront the truth – the naked human body is not inherently sexual. The naked human body is a bumpy, wiggly, cellulite-riddled, fat-laced, stunning machine.
That night, when the stage went blue, Glitta ducked behind a speaker and strode out with a skeleton in her arms. It was a meaningful, humorous dance summarising Glitta’s boldness in both body and life. A Danse Macabre that expressed her message perfectly.
“Don’t ask me,” she laughs and puffs, “why I had to go behind the speaker to do that.”
The authentic human experience followed a map of skin and flesh and chub, from the “melons” to the “meat flaps”. On the road, there were stops at Honesty Street, No-Shits-Given Corner, Shameless Avenue, and a startlingly serious turn at Mortality Close in which Glitta detailed her near miss with death. Her dedication to her body and her personality is inspiring- when confronted with a rare stomach cancer, Glitta requested that the surgeons cut around her tattoos.
Glitta Supernova’s Body Map was a performance of utter body positivity and reclaiming of sexuality. The unbridled, unclothed, unapologetic speech about the human body and society’s chokehold on its meanings was are rare thing able to exposed the truth that everybody knows.
I can’t say I understand our collective obsession with the human body (of any gender), but I will say this- I was laughing the whole time, and the show’s brilliance cannot be summed up in any single article. Go see it- all of it. Burn the images into your retina.
Body Map is on from the 8th to the 12th of July at the Circus Theatre