Arts & Culture
Jesús Alonzo’s 'Jotos del Barrio' brings the LGBT Latino experience to life onstage
Published: June 13, 2014
Jesús Alonzo’s play Jotos del Barrio, currently in production at the Esperanza Peace and Justice Center, is a poignant yet playful documentation of the oftentimes untapped experiences of Latino LGBT people who grew up in late 20th-century San Antonio.
Even to those who didn’t share la lucha firsthand, the piece, which had a two-night staged reading at the Esperanza in 1995 and a world premiere at Jump-Start in 2002, is a transcendent theatrical experience worthy of regional attention.
Co-directors María A. Ibarra and Omar A. Leos adorn this long-awaited revival with succulent detail. For instance, before the red bandana-crowned, Selena T-shirt-wearing Manuel Barraza (the show’s boy next door) utters a word, he embodies a recent, yet bygone, era and symbolizes a covert gay sensibility. It’s touches like this where Leos and Dino Foxx (wardrobe) excel.
Although Jotos del Barrio was born five years earlier, the formula of unrelated scenes, sheer activism and writing style call to mind Moisés Kaufman’s play The Laramie Project. There’s a little something for everyone as the actors portray multiple characters in different performance genres from the downright hilarious “El Baile del Condón” (which features two male actors in traditional Veracruz drag engaged in a sword fight with flesh-colored—well, Caucasian-flesh-colored— dildos) to the more moving monologue “Mi’jo,” performed by the effervescent Lynn Copeland.
When Kenneth Miles Ellington López enters the stage dressed in a flowing, unbuttoned white shirt while reciting a poem entitled “Metamorfosis” with choreography, the play takes a multidisciplinary course. López’s movement is fluid and calming, and his movie star good looks don’t disrupt the production. Videos on a pair of large screens play a series of infomercials advertising a self-help DVD titled Straight on Queers, with tongue firmly in cheek.
The scene “Tony’s Mother’s Car,” which features Jaime A. González Quintero, Copeland and López, is a piece of sitcom gold. In the role of the father, Quintero is nothing short of glorious, bantering with his stage partners about Cristina Saralegui, Don Francisco and a closeted gay tío who can make “an amazing cosmopolitan.” An endearing moment comes when the father wants to hug his son but his machismo doesn’t allow it. Although the accent of the cop (Máximo Anguiano) kills, the “por favor” pronunciation bit is so overused it bears mentioning. It seems white people in SA are no longer that oblivious to the inflections of basic Spanish as they may have been in the late ’90s and even early 2000s.
Anguiano’s soothing timbre and expressive eyebrows make a memorable appearance performing the William Shakespeare-meets-Mechista “Night Madness Poem,” so captivating one could hear a pin drop.
The last scene of Act I gets a little uncomfortable when a teenage son who’s questioning his sexual orientation (Toni Sauceda) confides in his homophobic father (Barraza). As Héctor “Macho” Camacho, an outmoded symbol of machismo, jabs on the muted screens in a 1991 fight, the father beats, then rapes his son. “Like I wasn’t even his own blood,” cries Sauceda in agony.