Children of Heaven is performed in 2 acts, by students from Edinboro and California State Universities. The show unfolds as each woman, dressed in white, shares a personal narrative about sexual assault, harassment and victim blaming followed by a statement of gratitude to Lilith for rescuing them from a wicked and crumbling society. Each woman has an experience of abuse and a need for healing. Their stories are not unique, but each actor delivers an honest account wrought with emotional agony, remorse, disdain and shame. You can’t help but feel the ugliness they convey. The casts tributes to Lilith evolve from a culture supportive and nurturing to all women, a family who lives apart from mainstream society. In other words, they are members of a cult, led by Lilith. Lilith has convinced these women they could not function happily, at peace, nor should they want to, outside of the society.
Act 2 features Lucy, a young woman who has left the cult. Per the request of her parents, Lucy is being interviewed by Harvey. He has been hired by Lucy’s parents, to integrate her back into society and reunite her with her biological family. Lucy is angry and not at all receptive to conversation. She portrays a ‘feminazi’ type character who wants nothing more than to take down Harvey and will try at all costs.
It’s clear Children of Heaven is an attempt to raise awareness of important issues such as rape culture, victim blaming and patriarchy, but the script does very little to support feminism in a beneficial manner. The cast is sincere in dramatic representation of characters ultimately the message falls short of being supportive of women, men or feminism. I get it, not all endings have to be happy but the message here could easily be misconstrued and that is not helpful for anyone.

The Fringe program synopsis reads, “Who- Ha is a performance dance piece that showcases feminine hygiene, feminine characteristics and feminine oppositions in pop culture”.
I typically enjoy performance art and I enjoy dance performances. Unfortunately, I think Who- Ha missed the mark. The direction was far too scattered for me to appreciate Mr. Alterio’s choreography nor could I extract any of the aforementioned themes from the movements or music.
* As I reflect back, a day later, I realize, I initially felt the subject matter being presented was lost in translation, but perhaps, this is Who- Ha’s point. Sometimes, after experiencing a piece of art, it takes a day or two for all I saw, heard or felt to sink in. I’m still mulling this one over. Who- Ha is definitely left up to audience interpretation.
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