It can be a tear rolling down someone’s cheek-how beautifully it glistens under Meliton Roxas Jr.’s lights. It can be a scream: guttural, as most of the screams in the show are, or muffled, as the transcendent Stella Cañete-Mendoza reprising her role as Amanda Bartolome buries her face in an afghan. It can be a sigh, perhaps, or the sound of a cast member sobbing. It’s something different for each audience member. Yet because of the space it inhabits-the two-year old Doreen Black Box at the Areté-its biggest moments come in the form of something a bit more unnoticeable. The story that Dekada ’70 has been telling for the past two years is by no means small. Now on its third run, the musical adaptation of Lualhati Bautista’s 1983 novel is still powerful and cathartic.
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