Immediately after the show, I wrote the following to mark the event. You don't get to see such a performance very often in this neck of the woods.
After an agonisingly verbose, but understandably indispensable (thus graciously suffered by the audience), drone of opening speeches by a few dignitaries, the show begins, not to the rousing gongs and drums that typically usher in a traditional Wushu performance, but to the blasting decibels of a pick-n-mix concoction of Chinese folk music plus revolutionary Peking opera plus Cantopop plus disco beat and what-not.
The emcees (one gorgeous-looking female and one slightly shy but nonetheless presentable male) speak in English and French alternately, but the guy's voice fails to rise above the ambience-critical music throughout the show. Luckily for me, he is the one who speaks French. Obviously, at some subconscious level, the organiser believes the melodies, albeit less than melodious most of the time, are more integral to the show than some feeble commentaries, especially if they are delivered in French.
The emcees introduce the lineup. Impressive! Thirteen national and world champions and the rest, silver medalists. Each performs a short routine of what he or she is best at, as a silent/nonverbal self-introduction. The guy with the lance is a little unfortunate: The shaft breaks in two during that short routine. "I hope he has a spare one", I think to myself. Later, it turns out that he does have a spare one, but the ornamental tassel below the spearhead looks half-shorn, presumably because there isn't enough time for him to fasten all the strands of the tassel in place.
The first proper performance is a warm-up routine. One expression comes to my mind: gravity-defying. When Jet Li's films were introduced to the West, that was the word that the Western media often used to describe his feats. So very apt.
However, as they repeatedly leap into the air and do one somersault after another, I begin to worry: Won't they burn out at this rate? I mean – this is only the first routine. Save your energy, kids!
But I am proven wrong, subsequently. They are bursting with bountiful energy, each jumping higher than the previous person and showing not the slightest fatigue.
Highlights include:
(5) Swordplay by Shen Guangmei, silver medalist at the 11th National Games. Comment: She flows.
(6) Broadsword routine by Zhang Bo, gold medalist at the National Wushu Championship. Comment: Speed backed up by a lot of power.
(9) Double broadswords (wielded by Zhang Li, gold medalist at the 10th National Games) against two lances (in the hands of Ji Taijing, silver medalist at the 11th National Games, and Shen Guangmei, ditto). Comment: Zhang Li would be super efficient in the kitchen with double cleavers. Just imagine two spears darting at you at all angles, like woodpeckers, and you have to fend them off with two pieces of flat metal and eventually snatch away their weapons and chop them in half (hypothetically, I hasten to add)!
(10) Group performance, southern style, by Zhou Jing (gold medalist at the 9th World Wushu Championships and the 7th Asian Wushu Championships) et al. Comment: Yummy! Zhou performs the first form of Wing Chun/Yongchun, at dazzling speed, to make it look more powerful and more entertaining. He also spars with each of his three teammates, using predominantly the Hong style techniques, not Wing Chun. Regrettably, the final stroke is invariably a kick, which is more characteristic of the northern style.
(11) Taiji by Dong Qing (20 years old, gold medalist at the 1st World Junior Wushu Championship and the 2nd Asian Junior Wushu Championship, one of the Taiji performers at the Opening Ceremony of the Beijing Olympics) et al. Comment: Solid training, with inspirational flair. A thorough joy to watch!
There is no intermission, but according to the programme, (1)-(11) is the cluster of competitive styles (competitive in the sense of being performed at national games and international championships). It is followed by a cluster of "traditional" styles. The most impressive among this lot is Xingyiquan (Form-and-Mind Boxing) performed by Zhou Jing, yes, the southern-style guy. Xingyi is one of the three "internal" schools of martial arts, the other two being Taiji and Bagua. Unlike the latter two, Xingyi doesn't readily lend itself to "performance" on stage. But Zhou does a very decent job by demonstrating the essential Xingyi moves while letting the audience sense the power that surges within.
This 30-year-old guy is truly amazing, as he then surprises the audience with a somewhat comical rendition of sparring performance: Hammer versus cudgel, with him brandishing a long-handled hammer and his hopeless opponent taking him on with a pole. And he is not even puffed out when he, quite literally, "nails" his hapless mate in the end!
It is an evening of jolly good fun. Triple thumbs-up to the young performers. I want to shout bravo or encore, but (a) I sit too far away from the stage and I am aware that the emcee, with the help of the PA system, can't even beat the music; and (b) I sit among a group of ladies, so the sheepish side in me gets the better of my other side, whatever that other side is!
QED