Cambodian Rock Band finally made its way to the Berkeley Rep last month. I saw it Saturday night and was very impressed - as was my wife, who went in completely cold. "The Khmer Rouge, genocide and rock and roll," I said, not terribly reassuringly. when she asked me what it was about on the way inside the theater. (That's all I remembered from long-ago reviews; I got tickets because there was a cheap New Year's Eve offer.) Lauren Yee's play isn't perfect, with easy-to-guess revelations and sometimes clunky plot devices. But the play works once it settles in, daring the audience to have sympathy for the devil and riding the strength of its performances.
The most important characters, not counting daughter Neary/Sothea, are the same as in the Signature Theatre production and they don't disappoint. Joe Ngo had me a bit unsure at first, as I wondered if he was overplaying things as Neary's father. But that all changed once he transforms onstage into his younger self. Waiting in the wings is the always-reliable Francis Jue, as the math teacher turned torture camp head Duch.
Ngo's performance is a marvel. He, Jue, Moses Villarama - and Geena Quintos, taking over as Neary and Sothea - take Yee's script and make it sing. I had found the only other play of Yee's I had seen decidedly mediocre, but this was daring and thought-provoking theater with the power of a concert.
Updated On: 3/6/23 at 04:00 AM