Sometimes traveling half way round the world is the only way to find yourself.
Sometimes traveling half way round the world is the only way to find yourself. Victoria Libertore’s one-woman show “No Need For Seduction,” is a play based on the performer’s own trip to Bali where she confronts the last vestiges of a commitment-phobia and childhood trauma. I’m not going to give you a synopses because I don’t want to give too much away. Its too good, and I want you to go see it.
Suffice to say, “No Need For Seduction” is a memoir that side steps the “eat pray love” tropes, while taking you on that fabled travel-cum-spiritual journey in a playful, insightful and down-right cathartic way. I might add here that Libertore does give a nod to the best selling chick-lit author by seamlessly weaving in an image from Gilbert’s second relationship-centric novel, “Committed.”
The art of solo performance is for those of ginormous talent and hellva lotta chutzpa. Getting an audience so absorbed in your show, making two full hours feel like 10 minutes, cannot be done with slight of hand or gimmickry. You’ve got to bare your soul. Libertore manages to seduce you into her narrative within the first tap tap of her high heels as she enters stage right, or is it left? No matter, by the time she exits from you feel like you’ve taken that journey with her, refreshed and transformed.