REVIEW: Against a bloody backdrop, Trident Moon pays homage to the power of resilience

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/By Liam Donovan / Mar 10, 2025

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A band of warm light zig-zags through the dark — violent as an earthquake, jagged as a lightning bolt, arrogant as a border.

So opens the long-awaited Canadian premiere of Anusree Roy’s Trident Moon, produced by the National Arts Centre (NAC) and Crow’s Theatre at the latter’s Guloien Theatre (ahead of an April transfer to the NAC). Set during the British-instigated 1947 partition of India, which divided the country on religious grounds, the intense fictionalized drama offers a graceful depiction of several women’s high-stakes struggle to resist.

That aforementioned centre-stage line, lightly visible throughout the show, at first serves to divide. To the left of it kneel three Hindu characters: Alo (Roy), the forceful leader; Bani (Sehar Bhojani), her sister, nursing a recent gunshot wound; and Arun (Sahiba Arora), Bani’s 10-year-old daughter. When the play begins, the rest of Alo’s immediate family has just been massacred. The land they lived on is now part of Pakistan, meaning Hindus aren’t welcome.

In retribution, Alo and Bani have kidnapped Rabia (Imalia Perera) and Pari (Muhaddisah), whose shared husband was the murderer. Hands bound in the back of a speeding truck next to Pari’s six-year-old daughter Heera (Prerna Nehta), they’re on their way to the new India — where, as Muslims, all three will be in great danger. Alo even threatens to have Bani’s husband Kumar rape Rabia and Pari, after which she plans to scar their wrists with both the Hindu symbol of the trident and the Muslim symbol of the moon. To her, the women are guilty bystanders: “Where were you when your husband cut my family’s heads off one after another? You just stood there and listened to them scream.”

In NAC artistic director Nina Lee Aquino’s cohesive 90-minute production, the action unfolds in real time, with no scene transitions. The truck, driven by Kumar (who never appears on stage), stops thrice to let on new characters — played by Afroza Banu, Zorana Sadiq, Mirza Sarhan, and Michelle Mohammed — but otherwise pushes forward.

Trident Moon requires a tremendous amount from its 10-person ensemble. The action features death, sexual violence, and frequent screaming. These are, in turn, ultra-physical performances, pitched at mountainous levels of emotional intensity. The fact that the performers spend so much time on their knees adds to the atmosphere of desperation — even moving across the stage is a battle. (And, as per the instruction of Roy’s script, every character speaks with an accent.)

Stillness arrives like a balm. Several times, the tension eases, and the characters just sit, staring forward, unsure of where they’ll end up, taking solace in the simple act of being together; borders be damned. At such junctures, Aquino’s painterly eye for stage composition becomes apparent, with the onstage bodies combining to form richly layered images. While a couple of tense sequences mostly justify the decision to market Trident Moon as a thriller, these meditative interludes are what I found most impactful.

Sound designer Romeo Candido keeps an ambient score humming in the background. This generates forward momentum — but because its tempo is often a little slower than is comfortable, time blurs. As does place: even as the truck speeds toward the border, chants of rioters continue to ring out, the chaos seeming to take a similar form in every town.

Thick metal doors framed by sweeping curtains serve as the upstage wall of Jawon Kang’s set. From them, a raked trapezoidal platform widens out toward the audience. Michelle Ramsay’s crepuscular lighting design is subtle, morphing gradually, until the truck brakes or hits a speed bump and the side lights flash in sharp punctuation.

For audience members wondering if Trident Moon will be too visceral for them, I think director Andrew Kushnir’s 2023 Crow’s production of Natal’ya Vorozhbit’s Bad Roads is a solid benchmark. Set during the 2014 Russo-Ukrainian War, that show looked at a highly violent conflict with a similarly unsparing gaze, inviting the audience to confront something too wide-reaching for an isolated mind to comprehend.

Through performances of incredible vulnerability, Trident Moon lays itself bare. Gendered violence, colonialism, forced migration, genocide: These are ever-present forces, but they can be difficult to contemplate in any meaningful way. While Trident Moon doesn’t change that, it at least simplifies the first steps — just buy a ticket, sit down in the theatre, and breathe.

Trident Moon runs at Crow’s Theatre until March 30. Tickets are available here.

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Liam Donovan

Liam is Intermission’s senior editor. He lives in Toronto. His Substack newsletter is available at loamdonovan.substack.com.

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