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October 13 - 20, 2007
Will You Know It's
Me?
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway
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Running time 2:30 - one intermission
A new play with music about a meeting of the modern and the medieval
Performances after October 20 had to be cancelled when Deborah Rinn Critzer
left the cast
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Paula Alprin, the Artistic Director of this company who often stars in their
productions and occasionally writes them as well, has written a supernatural
fantasy using a singing as well as chanting and dancing chorus with
underscoring from a quintet. The two main characters, however, are
non-singing roles for Alprin and Deborah Rinn Critzer. This blend of spoken,
if underscored, scenes and songs for the four member chorus (as a group or
individually), results in a production that is more play with music than
musical. The musical segments, however, offer some of the greatest pleasures
of the piece, including both the choreography and the quintet's spirited
performance of unusual arrangements of Alprin's melodies. They cast their
spell early in the piece but the spell dissipates during some overlong
dialogue scenes.
Storyline: After closing time in a print and frame shop, the proprietress
is visited by a customer who may well be a mystic from fourteenth century
England named Margery Kempe.
There
really was a Margery Kempe. She may well have been the first author of an
autobiography in the English language. The Book of Margery Kempe resurfaced
in 1934 after having been lost for centuries, and it seems to have captured Alprin's imagination. She creates the Margery of this story out of the known
elements of Kempe's life, including her tendency to burst into tears (a
phenomenon that director Brian Alprin refers to as the "gift of holy
tears") and her religious mysticism. To tie the plot together with the
historical record, Alprin uses the chorus, which for reasons that escape me,
are collectively called the "course," to chant background information as
well as to sing a wide range of songs. They
range from the up-tempo "To Beer or Not To
Beer" to the rock-ish "Add Up Sheep 'Cause Sleep's What Counts" and from an
Irish jig of "Whirling Girls" to a faux Yiddish Theatre style "Pass Over
Satyrs."
Alprin plays the proprietress with a growing
sense of exasperation at the strangeness of her visitor, while Critzer
creates something of a blend of Opie's "Aunt Bee" from the Andy Griffith
Show and Jean Seberg as Joan of Arc in Otto Preminger's Saint Joan.
She's the kind of mystic who thoughtfully pulls on knee pads before falling
into a prayerful pose and who carries a phrase book on a string around her
neck to check for the proper modern idiom to express her points. Of the four
members of "the course," Larue Geigel and Spencer Mickelson are the most
effective vocalists.
The contributions of musical director and arranger
James D. Watson and choreographer Tosia Anne Shall are both notable.
Watson's arrangements vary from classical chamber music sounds with spirited
exchanges between Katie Chambers' cello and Marcia McIntyre's violin to
contemporary jazz guitar riffs by Rob Weaver punctuated by Marc Dion's bass.
Watson leads the quintet from his keyboard. Shall created an acrobatic set
of moves for the four singing dancers that is quite distinctive. The dances
aren't in the tradition of musical theater at all but are closer to modern
dance. Costume designer Cat Martin
put them in multi-colored outfits that add to the distinctive nature of this
musical element of this play with music.
Music, lyrics and book by Paula Alprin. Directed by
Brian Alprin. Arrangements and musical direction by James D. Watson.
Choreographed by Tosia Anne Shall. Design: Todd F. Edwards (set) Cat Martin
(costumes) Theoni Panagopoulos (properties) Jason Cowperthwaite (lights)
Stan Barough (photography) Maggie Clifton (stage manager). Cast: Paula
Alprin, Deborah Rinn Critzer, Laurie Geigel, Genevieve James, Spencer
Mickelson, Andrew Vergara Retizos. Musicians: Katie Chambers, Marc Dion,
Marcia McIntyre, James D. Watson, Rob Weaver. |
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October 26 - November 18, 2006
Jocasta
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:55 - two intermissions
The Oedipus myth retold from his wife's perspective |
The nice thing about ancient myths is they are out of copyright, so any
enterprising author is free to explore them from any new angle that seems
intriguing. Philip Freund, a New York based writer, took up the myth of
Oedipus who unknowingly murdered his father then married the woman who
turned out to have been his mother, and re-thought it from the perspective of
the mother. While he was at it, he transferred it from ancient times in
Greece to 1890 in the Caribbean. He didn't manage to get the play produced
when he first wrote it in the 1960s and so this is its world premiere. Both
the change in period and the change in view are interesting and the
production has a sense of simple gravity to it, but the overall feel is sluggish
and the nearly impenetrable accent of Paula Alprin in the title role is a
constant problem.
Storyline: A wealthy woman, alone in her villa on the hillsides of the
island of Martinique, resists the approaches of a white man from her own
social circle at the same time that she is secretly taking a young black
lover, a plantation worker hiding from the authorities after killing the
overseer on a plantation on the other side of the island. In measured doses
her true story emerges, the fact that she had a child by a black overseer in
her youth, that she was told the child had been born dead but in reality it
had been sent to a neighboring plantation, that her new lover is in reality
her son, and that the overseer he killed was his father.
The placement of the action in Martineque nearly half a
century after the end of slavery in the Caribbean requires of the playwright
that he inform the audience about many facets of a society unfamiliar to
most modern American theater goers. The notes in the program help a good
deal, but it takes time to absorb the implications of the ratio of
whites to blacks, the extremity of the gap in wealth and the legal and
social structure in which the play takes place. The three-act structure
would have been more acceptable when the play was first written but it feels
a bit creaky by today's standards. The first act moves along quite well with
four scenes setting out the basic concepts, helped immensely by a strikingly
effective short performance by Terry Spann as a blind seer, a Caribbean
equivalent of a soothsayer in Greek drama. Things begin to drag, however, as
the second and then the third act stretch out the realizations by the
characters of things the audience has already divined.
Paula Alprin, Artistic Director of Natural Theatricals
who often appears on this stage, has adopted an accent for her role that is
hard to get beyond. There is a credit in the program for Martinican dialect
coaching by Kathleen Gonzales, and the range of dialects in the cast seems
all together appropriate for the range of social standings from laborer to
overseer to government official to planter, so it is possible that
Gonzales deserves kudos for that. However, the dialect Alprin uses keeps her performance from registering on any level other
than a concentration on her accent. John Brennan, as her white suitor, has a
much more listenable accent capturing the French heritage of the island and
the pretensions of his class which assists in his smooth performance.
The sparse setting in the spacious indoor amphitheater
where Natural Theatricals performs at the George Washington Masonic Memorial, uses all of the open space which gives the entire production a feeling of being
underdeveloped. The makeup for Lolita-Marie in the role of an elderly
servant is also overdone, drawing attention to the artificiality of the
presentation. On the positive side is the sound design ranging from
off-stage chanting to subtle natural sounds during and between the three
acts. The opening fight, too, is very well directed and well executed.
Written by Philip Freund. Directed by Gregory Stuart.
Design: Todd F. Edwards (set and sound) Mio Hasegawa (costumes) Sheila R.
Hyman (makeup) Theoni Panagopoulos (properties) Klyph Stanford (lights) Stan
Barouh (photography) Pieter Landers (stage manager). Cast: Paula Alprin,
John Brennan, Bruce Kaplan, Lolita-Marie, Jason B. McIntosh, Cezar Remon,
Terry Spann, Rosalyn Ward. |
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August 10 - 27, 2006
Phoenician Women |
Running time 2:15 - one intermission
An atmospheric staging of a 2,400 year old tragedy
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Bob Bartlet directs
Euripides' drama of the battle in the house of Oedipus using a new translation by Carl R. Mueller.
The production is the closest the company has yet come to fulfilling the
promise of its residency in the gorgeous indoor amphitheater it now calls
home in Alexandria. There is a match here between venue and material,
atmospherics and dramatics, design and performance that simply feels right.
Not all the elements have fallen into place yet, but they seem to be on the
right road. The work of the cast includes a number of notable performances.
What is more, the elegant simplicity of the setting is effective. The stage
of the amphitheater is not used at all. The entire piece is staged on the
floor of what the ancient Greeks called the orchestra, the semicircle
surrounded by the rows of audience seating. Five simple wooden boxes and a
collection of glass globes containing floating candles create the spaces for
the action. Somehow, the simplicity at the center and the immediacy
of the surrounding highly raked seating create a focal point for Euripides' words
to work their magic.
Storyline: Euripides' 409 BC take on the Greek legends of what happened in the
family of Oedipus after he discovered that his wife Jocasta was also his
mother. In this version, Oedipus' sons Eteokles and Polyneikes have shut him
up in the palace as they struggle over who is to be King of Thebes. In the
meantime Teiresias reveals that the city/kingdom is in even greater peril as
the forces of neighboring Argos approach, and that Thebes is doomed to fall
unless the gods can be assuaged. The only way for disaster to be averted is
for Kreon to sacrifice his only son to the offended gods.
This new translation seems to work well for
modern ears. There are really three different speech patterns being used.
The classic Greek chorus speaks
in the disembodied classical tone, devoid of any personality of its own. The
Members of Oedipus and Jocasta's household, including Polyneikes and
Eteokles, have more personality and individuality but remain tied to an
oratorical style. It is the sub-plot of the torment of Kreon that gets the
most modern sounding, nearly flowery speech patterns. Of course, this may be
in part a reflection of the skills of the actors reading the lines.
Among these are Manolo Santalla, whose
prophet Teiresias is an emotionally charged poet who wouldn't be out of
place in a jazz club in the beat generation, John Tweel, who lets loose in
the anguish of an unspeakable choice as Kreon, and Kevin Finkelstein, as his
son, combine to make a sub-plot the memorable event of the evening. Cherie Weinert is a suitably royal Queen Jocasta and Jason Nious is very good as
her son who has taken the throne but refuses to relinquish it to
his brother as per agreement. Trei Ramsey is somewhat less effective as the
cheated son who wants his share of the throne.
Set and sound designer Todd Edwards provides
both a simple a visual setting and a very effective
soundscape for the production. The hall is filled with a semi-musical environment that
combines his own musical compositions with recordings from NASA’s
attempts to present radio frequency emissions of Saturn in sound frequency.
NASA compressed many minutes into a few seconds and shifted the pitch down to
within the range audible to the human ear. Edwards left some of the
resulting sounds unchanged and used others as the starting point for his own
creations. The interesting thing is that sounds from the 21st
century compliment an ancient play.
Written by Euripides. Translated by Carl R.
Mueller. Directed by Bob Bartlett. Design: Todd F. Edwards (set and sound)
Cat Martin (costumes) Sherry Santana (makeup) Theoni Panagopoulos
(properties) Andrew F. Griffin (lights) Vanessa Vaughn (photography) Amber
Krause (stage manager). Cast: Leila Ben-Abdallah, Tara Chiusano, Kevin
Finkelstein, Genevieve James, Elliott Moffitt, Marissa Molnar, Will Monahan,
Jason Nious, Trei Ramsey, Manolo Santalla, Julia Stemper, John Tweel, Cherie
Weinert. |
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September 9 - October 2,
2005
Alexa's
Necklace |
Reviewed September 14
Running time 1:50 - one intermission
A comic play on a serious subject - grief |
The third and final production of this new company's first full summer
season is cause for hope as well as an interesting if mixed production in
its own right. The three-show season has given us a rarely seen Greek
classic (Euripides' "tragicomedy"
Ion), a mid-twentieth century serious verse
play (Archibald MacLeish's
Herakles), and now we get an original
play by Artistic Director Paula Alprin that shows her affinity to classic
theatrical structures but also her facility for humorous dialogue. Indeed,
it also shows her ability to deliver that type of dialogue, for she plays the
character who has the zaniest world view and shares it with all concerned.
Storyline: A mother whose world was shattered
by the sudden death of her daughter in a car crash can't quite control her
mind as it merges memory and hope, denial and acceptance, blame and guilt
all at the same time. She hallucinates at times while pulling back to deal
with reality in a semi confused state. She deals with some of the emotion
through the release of humor and some through anger.
Karen Doubeck provides a subtle performance of the
grief-crippled mother. We don't see her at the time of her daughter's death.
We don't see all the activity that surrounds first learning about and then
dealing with the immediate demands of tragedy. The play takes place long
after the funeral or the memorial services and all the supportive friends
have given the valued little kindnesses and have moved on. The play is about
the long term debilitating effects of a grief that refuses to subside, and Doubeck captures the innate fatigue that creeps into the soul after mourning
does as much as it can.
Jennifer Berg is the Alexa of the mother's mind - a
visage of the youthful Judy Garland as Dorothy who went over the rainbow in
the Wizard of Oz - complete down to the ruby slippers in one of Paula Mayes
Coupe's good costumes. Molly Bennett, an eighth grade student from Bethesda
makes a genial Virginia professional debut as Alexa's younger sister, while Aimée Meher-Homji is the older sister as well as other characters.
The company is still struggling with the issue of how to
best use the beautiful but unorthodox theater space where they are now the
professional theater company in residence. The space on the circular floor
before the audience tends to spread the action out, and using the stage area
behind it spreads it even more. The spaciousness, and the time it takes to
go from one area to another or for entrances and exits, tends to make the
transitions between scenes drag, but over time, directors will find ways to
establish the pace they feel is appropriate for each piece. In the meantime,
just seeing the hall is a pleasure.
Written by Paula Alprin. Directed by Susan Alison Keady.
Design: Trena Weiss-Null (set) Paula Mayes Coupe (costumes) Theoni
Panagopoulos (properties) Anne Kinkella (makeup) Mike Egart and Michael
Null (sound) Christopher O. Banks (photography) Kimberly Gretton (stage
manager). Cast: Paula Alprin. Molly Bennett, Jennifer Berg, Karen Doubek,
Fred C. Lash, Aimée Meher-Homji , Michael Null, Tom Pentecost, Janet Devine
Smith. |
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August 5 - 28, 2005
Herakles |
Reviewed August 5
Running time 2:05 - one intermission
Greek mythology viewed from the 1960s
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There are nights when everything that can go wrong does go wrong. This new
company had one of those nights at the opening of this almost unknown play by the
author of the verse-play J.B. The difficulties with the set, the
lights, the computer and, more importantly, the performances obscured
whatever strength the script might have had. As it was, however, there was
enough to indicate that the script was no match for the lyric beauty and
quality of J.B., Archibald MacLeish's Pulitzer Prize winning modernization of
the biblical story of Job. Here, MacLeish - the former Librarian of Congress
and noted poet - tries to use the legend of the hero known in Greek as
Herakles and in Roman literature as Hercules, to comment on the moral
quandaries of the cold-war world of the 1960s. A feeling of inertia
overtakes the play at key points and it simply isn't clear if this is a
result of an overly wordy script or a stodgy staging.
Storyline: A Nobel Prize winner brings his wife and
daughter to Athens, site of the glories of Ancient Greece that so enchant
him. Later, the family takes a tour to the ruin of a temple. While they are
there, the wife of Herakles comes to the temple in order to be there in case
Herakles comes to consult the oracle. Heracles arrives and pleads for
deliverance from the disasters of his past.
Things got off to a bad start when the
computer-generated view out the hotel window showed the Acropolis framed in
Microsoft Windows toolbars. The glitch put a crimp in Bruce Alan Rauscher's
opening speech about the importance of the Greek contributions to culture,
science and philosophy. Rauscher doubles as two characters, his first being
the first act's wheelchair bound scientist. Margaret Contreras also
doubles. In the first act she's humorously obsequious as the hotel manager.
Maintaining the same character in both acts, that of the scientists
long-suffering wife, is Deboara Rinn Critzer who gives a nice sense of
exasperation to her character, but she is ultimately called upon to listen to
lengthy speeches by others so often and for so long that holding still seems
the primary performance skill the part demands.
After an interminable intermission,
during which stagehands scratched their heads over which platform went which
way, things went from bad to worse. The creaking door to the oracle's
chamber nearly toppled a nearby pillar while opening only far enough for
half of the audience to see Margaret Contreras as the oracle sitting within.
Later, when she played scenes downstage, her makeup began to peel off. John
Tweel, the titular hero, emotes at high volume, but his primal screams over
the fate of his children take place in the dark because the lighting design
doesn't seem to extend to the edge of the playing space. Rauscher
returns as the guide who strides into and over the ruined temple. At one
point he sat beside the opening in the platform which was was supposed to
represent a crack leading to the center of the universe, and fanned the air
with his cap in an effort to get the stage-fog that was supposed to emerge
from the crack to start flowing.
The indoor amphitheater where Natural
Theatricals now makes its home continues to impress as a lovely venue,
particularly well suited to the presentations of serious material with the
classical sensitivities this group seems to want to bring to its work.
However, the space requires a matching seriousness in design. The sets for
this production neither function well as playing spaces nor give the
professional sheen the material demands. Even without the technical glitches
of opening night, this set would not have done the trick.
Written by Archibald MacLeish. Directed
by Rip Claassen. Music composed by Brad White and Pierre Grill. Design: Trena
Weiss-Null (set and costume) Theoni Panagopoulos (properties) Franklyn C.
Coleman (lights) Michael Null (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Nancy L.
Owens (stage manager). Cast: Margaret Contreras, Deborah Rinn Critzer,
Caroline Gotschall, Kate Hundley, Maryanne Mosher, Bruce Alan Rauscher,
James Senavitis, John Tweel. |
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June 24 - July 17, 2005
Ion |
Reviewed June 24
Running time 1:55 - One Intermission
A rarely seen Greek Tragicomedy given a solid performance in a near-perfect
playing space
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Not all of the Greek plays of Euripides (484 - 406 BC) are the heavy tragedy
stuff that ends with dead children and bleeding eye sockets. He may not have
written any really funny comedies, but he did write a few plays where the
serious subjects end happily and the grosser aspects of tragedy are avoided.
This is one of these, a "tragicomedy" - or tragedy-lite - about
of a son of Apollo who was abandoned at birth. It is performed in a manner
that is both respectful of the traditions of ancient Greek theater and
familiar to modern audiences. Gone are the masks that covered the faces of
the players, gone is the stilted unison of the chorus. Still here, however,
are fine period costumes and a sense of formality in the performance
technique that makes a classic seem, well, classical rather than a
modernization.
Storyline: The daughter of the late King of
Athens comes with her husband to the temple of Apollo in Delphi in search of
an answer to their childlessness. It isn't that she's infertile, for long
ago she gave birth after she was raped by none other than the same god whose
temple this is. She had abandoned the baby born of that union and presumes
him to be dead. When the God tells her husband that the next man he sees
will be his son and then he stumbles into the presence of the young man who
takes care of the temple, he adopts him. His wife, concerned that the boy
might well be his illegitimate son and that he will leave him all his
wealth, tries to have the boy killed. Disaster is averted as his identity as
her son by Apollo is revealed.
Natural Theatricals has become the theater company in residence at the George
Washington Masonic Memorial, using its gorgeous indoor amphitheater which is
particularly well suited to the presentation of classical Greek drama. The
audience is arrayed on a steeply raked semicircle surrounding a large
playing space the Greeks called an orchestra. The stage backs up the playing
space, just as the stage house of those original theaters did. About the
only thing that you can't easily do in this space that was a staple of Greek
theatrical festivals of twenty-five hundred years ago is to fly in a god on
the crane-like machine they called the dues ex machina. For this production, the arrival of Athena is handled
with appropriate special effects by having her appear in a pool of light at
the back of the seating area. The feeling of time and place is established
by sparse set pieces (a statue of Apollo, a low alter and a few trees) and
Greek-inspired costumes.
Michael McDonnell plays the young man whose
real name is revealed at the end, Ion - son of Apollo and Kreousa. He may be
a bit mature for the part but he plays it with a youthful vigor that works.
So, too, Paula Alprin's Kreousa may be a bit older than would seem to be
indicated by the script, but it doesn't keep her from making this princess
seem a real flesh-and-blood person. The chorus here is a quartet of women
speaking individually rather than in unison, each creating an identifiable
personality. Less satisfying performances come from the supporting cast
playing humans. However, Tiffany Givens takes three smaller roles, two of
them divinities, and makes them memorably poetic. She opens and closes the
show as gods, first Hermes and then Athena, with speeches that set up and
then resolve the story, and she provides a mid-play update as an "attendant."
Each is a highlight.
Director Brian Alprin avoids making a museum
piece of the play, having his cast concentrate on the drama of the story and
the relationships between the characters rather than the formality of the
language. In this he is helped by a modern translation, that, while avoiding
any obvious modern jargon, isn't at all stilted or overly formal. He keeps
the cast moving about the playing space so the actors never seem to be
standing their ground to read a major speech. Instead, these characters
really seem to be talking with and to each other.
Written by Euripides. Translated by Deborah
H. Roberts. Directed by Brian Alprin. Design: Michael Null (set and sound)
Rip Claassen (costumes) Anne Kinkella (makeup) Theoni Panagopoulos
(properties) Franklin C. Coleman (lights) Christopher O. Banks (photography)
Kimberly Gretton (stage manager). Cast: Paula Alprin. Jamie Boileau,
Danielle A. Drakes, Tiffany Givens, Lucile O'C. Hood, Michael McDonnell,
Samantha Merrick, Tom Neubauer, Christina Pitrelli, Monolo Santalla.
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June 18 -
July 11, 2004
The Women of
Trachis |
Reviewed June 18
Running time 1:45 - one intermission
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The Potomac Region's newest professional theatre company debuts with one of
the worlds' oldest plays given a simple and partially satisfying production
in one of the area's most striking venues. Sophocles' play dates from about
430 BC, being one of seven of his over 100 tragedies to have survived the
2,500 years since his death. Director Brian Alprin's notes in the program
indicate that he can find no indication of another professional American
production of this play since 1960. We certainly have never seen one, so
this represents a rare opportunity to see, rather than simply read, one of
the earliest works from the birth of the art form which continues to have
the power to entrance, surprise, entertain and enrich us. Here, indeed, is
chance to discover the roots of theater, the very name of which evolved from
the Greek "teatron." Alprin's production, while not slavishly following
original traditions, avoids most temptations to update the piece for modern
tastes, leaving enough of a feeling of the original art form to make a
connection over two and half millennia.
Storyline: The wife of Herakles (better known
today as Hercules) fears that her husband, off fighting wars and taking
pretty women prisoners, is going to abandon her in favor of younger and
prettier Iole. She sends her husband a robe treated with a love potion
that is supposed to renew his love for her. The potion was made from the
blood of a centaur her husband had killed when it raped her early in their
marriage. After the robe had been sent, the rag she used to apply the potion
begins to shrivel and she realizes that the blood included the poison that Herakles had applied to the arrows he used to kill the centaur. Knowing that
she has inadvertently killed her husband, she takes her own life. Herakles
makes it back to their home in the final stages of a fatal agony only die
shortly after learning of her death.
Alprin uses the indoor amphitheater in the
George Washington Masonic Memorial much as the Greeks had used the outdoor
amphitheaters when mounting their earliest attempts at tragic and comic
plays. Almost all the action is performed on the floor (called "the
orchestra") in front of the raised stage. Alprin does use the stage itself
for some of the entrances and exits but he also gives a silhouette tableaux
for Herakles' wife's suicide which is a much more modern concept. His actors
don't wear the traditional masks or laced leather buskins either, appearing
in Greek-like costumes and either slippers or bare feet.
The most significant deviation from the form
of the original is the reduction of the traditional "Greek Chorus" from
fifteen "Women of Trachis" to a single character played nicely by Aimée
Meher-Homji. The switch has an acoustic benefit in this echoey indoor
amphitheater, as well as a financial benefit for the production.
Perhaps to enhance the effect of the single "Chorus," sound designer Stephen
Selman backs all her speeches with soft segments of the recorded classical
music of Allen Sapp as performed by the Cincinnati Chamber Orchestra. Also
distinctly different from the original fashion is the use of lighting
effects to vary the mood of the scenes. This deviation seems a bit excessive
but the effect of most of the other changes makes the piece seem less a
museum piece and more a dramatic performance for modern audiences.
The first half of the play is dominated by
the character of Herakles' wife, Deianeira, played with a satisfying sense
of dignity and a clarity of enunciation by Artistic Director Paula Alprin.
The blocking for her major monologues, however, have her distractingly pacing back and
forth which is unfortunate, since true to the traditions of
Greek tragedy, the play is essentially a series of lengthy monologues
describing events that took place before the time of the play or which
transpire off stage. The work of the members of the supporting cast
varies from excellent as in the case of Jean Hudson Miller as the nurse
through effective work by Daniel J. Oates as the son of Herakles and
Deianeira, to the fairly excessive emoting of John Feist or the stilted
orations of Manolo Santalla. The final portion of the play is dominated by
Herackles, played unconvincingly in all his fatal torment by Dwane Starlin,
whose body language never reflects the agony of his character and whose
voice seems to switch unaccountably between oratory and anguish.
Written by Sophocles. Translated by Carl R.
Mueller and Anna Krajewska-Wieczorek. Directed by Brian Alprin. Design:
Jeffrey Neal Stevenson (set and stage manager) Lauren Julien (costumes)
Sandy Andrle (makeup) Jeff McWhirt (lights) Stephen Selman (sound)
Allen Sapp (music) Arthur W. Pierson (photography). Cast: Paula Alprin,
Steven Paige Blaine, Eileen A. Farrell, John Feist, Heather Haney, Genevieve
James, Lauren Julien, Jonathan Marget, Aimée Meher-Homji, Jean Hudson
Miller, Daniel J. Oates, Manolo Santalla, James Senavitis, Dwane Starlin. |
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