Curtain Call
“And what colour bra were you wearing?” her friend asks. That’s not relevant, she argues, and besides, she doesn’t remember. When she finally answers, if only to dispel the mounting tension, the atmosphere shifts. The motley chorus that was, until a few moments ago, dancing to the Bollywood classic “”— What’s Behind the Blouse?—is now passing judgement. Does it matter that her bra was red? Is it wrong for her to want to look sexy for herself? For someone else? Does she make for a “good” rape victim? Is a feeling the same as a fact? These are some of the questions the chorus poses, first to each other
