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King of the Jews
March 11 – April 12,
2009
Wednesday - Sunday at 7:45 pm
Saturday - Sunday at 1:45 pm
Reviewed March 21 by
David Siegel |
Too little chaos to dramatize a
frightful situation in an adaptation of a well-regarded Holocaust-related
novel
Running Time 2:30 - one intermission
Performances in the Mulitz-Gudelsky Theatre Lab
Tickets $26-$49
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Dramatizing how generally decent, if flawed, human
beings react when presented with no exit from a frightful situation can make
for vivid theater, but this drama falls short of the mark. Hampered by
wordiness meant to carry a heavy punch -- but not delivering and in need of
streamlining -- this assessment of the costs of an encircling Holocaust evil is
an inconsistent adaptation by the author of his own well regarded novel.
Under the direction of Cheryl Faraone, Leslie Epstein’s King of the Jews
is a work with an overall mistrust of an audience’s need for subtle,
complex characters. There is gallows humor in this evening aimed at Hitler
(code name Horowitz) and Jews in general as well as a debate over
how to react to Nazi demands for Jews to fulfill a quota for bodies. The arguments ring hollow as a sense of danger and death stumbles to the
foreground. A standout on the night your reviewer saw the production was
stand-in Nick DePinto as the lone Nazi representing all Nazi evil. With only a few days notice he was in good form as a
replacement for James Konicek. While his character is laden with too much
responsibility to represent all evil, DePinto gets your reviewer’s ovation
for what he accomplished. Young Justin Pereira in the role of an (at-first)
mute boy stands and delivers a long monologue attesting to first-hand
knowledge of the death of family and friends with
panache. The final black out with David Little falling into hysteria as the appointed ghetto King
of the Jews and the lone surviving Jew seemed an afterthought.
Crucially, there was no heat to the vanity-riddled character Little played
or to his performance.
Storyline: The moral dilemma of the Jedenrat in Poland, the Jewish
officials who in each ghetto of Europe were forced to collaborate with the
Nazis and to choose who was to live and who was to die. The Jedenrat leader
is the “King of the Jews.”
Novelist and playwright Leslie
Epstein (b 1938) is the director of the Creative Writing program at Boston
University. King of the Jews is
his adaptation of his award winning 1979 novel of the same name. While the
script had earlier readings, this is its world premiere. The script is long
on statements and questions such as: “We must do our duty,” “We can’t do
nothing, we can’t do something” “What is death?” “Better to beat than to be
beaten.” The script suffers for placing so much responsibility upon
one young boy’s eye witness account of death while also having all evil in
the contours of one character. It has to be noted that the production’s Act
II seems to drag on with any number of several endings. Director Cheryl Faraone
was the co-founder and co-director of the Potomac Theatre Project now based
in New York after so many years in the Potomac region. For King of the
Jews she has taken an approach that leads to loud, forceful
presentations, but that lack a sense of internal self. Her actors convey
too little emotion to give the audience a real sense of hurt or harm. Your
reviewer wonders if this artistic choice was a mix of absurdist efforts and
realistic drama that had not found a home in either.
Valerie Leonard, as the wife of a murdered
café owner, seems to go over to the other side as a seductress without a
blink or a tear. How could this be so? She loses all credibility as human
unless she has been in a marriage of convenience, which is certainly possible
but not presented here in her work as a Miss Kitty-like character. The words
of one character (Delaney Williams) “they are killing me” gives the
impression of being dropped out of nowhere, and that he quickly retreats out of
view is a puzzlement. Cherie Widnert is a feisty red-head who uses her body
to try to save Jews. As the links to the Shettel past there are two Rabbis,
Carter Jahncke and Norman Aranovic. They are the epitome of Fiddler on
the Roof type ill-dressed scrappy Talmudic scholars who argue over
things that matter not, and matter dearly, with one remaining a Shettel type
and the other becoming another member of the Jedenrat. Timmy Ray James’s
work is all-a-flutter of hands and mannerisms as a Hungarian refugee caught
up in the action, but why he is fey?
The Olney Muliltze-Gudelsky Theatre Lab is
made into an impressive appearing café with all the trimmings, from piano
band-stand to tables and a bar area. What is missing is
a sense of sounds from the outside world seeping into the café. Every once in
a while a door or window is opened and one learns that there is a world outside that impinges, but
it is insufficient to give a sense of consuming danger. Lighting was most affecting as the ending neared and the redness of
personal internal fire encroached. Costumes were of the period. All but
the rabbis and the young boy were in finery that reduced the impact of the
external world’s cruelty. In Act II the men’s costumes and hats
seemed, well, more like the mad-hatter’s party in Alice in Wonderland.
Written by Leslie Epstein. Directed by Cheryl
Faraone. Design: Jon Savage (set) Howard Kurtz (costumes) Anne Nesmith
(wigs) Colin K. Bills (lights) Jarett C. Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh
(photography). Cast: Norman Aronovic, Nick DePinto, David Elias, Carter
Jahncke, Timmy Ray James, James Konicek, Valerie Leonard, David Little,
Justin Pereira, Peter B. Schmitz, Cherie Weinert, Delaney Williams, Harry
Winter. |
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November 19, 2008 - January 11, 2009
Peter Pan
Reviewed November 22 by
David Siegel
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Running Time 2:40 - two intermissions
A new take on an old musical children’s classic
… a risky venture worth a
look
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Sprinkle fairy dust over yourself and remove all
memories of Mary Martin, Sandy Duncan or Cathy Rigby and return with
Peter Pan to Neverland. If you don’t have fairy dust and are just a
grownup unable to fly, please don’t visit this Peter Pan with a sense
of “this is not what I remember.” If with your children or grandchildren,
please do suppress the desire to say “well, what I saw way back when was so
much better” for you will ruin their visit to this carefully constructed
spectacle. For this Peter Pan, dear grown-up ones, does what the
mature Wendy Darling accomplishes in the last act; allowing her own child to
visit Neverland on her own to learn important life lessons. This Peter
Pan is muscular, male and deep throated with some unexpected little
sparks between Peter and Wendy. The usual casting of a small-boned, winsome,
frenetic-type female in the title role is breached in Eve Muson’s production
and direction. Daniel Townsend’s Peter is not a cute charmer, but rather a
teen boy with assertiveness and verbal spunk. When Townsend speaks and
sings of not wishing to grow up and having responsibilities it resonates as
real rather than as a gimmick to push the plot forward. Patricia Hurley’s
Wendy is all sweetness with a demure approach to her delivery of scripted
words and songs. She is a very pleasing and expressive actor; but it is her
pitch-perfect singing even within small groups of other actors that is most
delightful. As the dastardly Captain Hook, Mitchell Hebert brings a rich
baritone intonation as well as a sense of insouciance. The flying of actors
will bring delight to any and all and several weepy scenes, such as the near
death of Tinker Bell, remain heart-wrenching and heartwarming. The lyrics
and music will lead to many mouthing the words to “I Won’t Grow Up” as well
as “I’ve Got to Crow.”
Storyline: The tale of a boy who does not want to grow up and spends his
life in Neverland battling pirates and Indians. Given the opportunity, he
brings the Darling children including Wendy to Neverland as he seeks a
mother who can tell stories for his Lost Boys. He finally defeats his foe,
Captain Hook and the Darling children return to their own home to grow-up.
Playwright James Matthew (J. M.) Barrie
(1860-1937) wrote of Peter Pan as early as 1900. The original play was
produced in London in 1903. Since then the play has been a staple of the
stage and has been revived on Broadway in major musical productions in 1954
with Mary Martin and Cyril Richard, in 1979 with Sandy Duncan and in 1990
with Cathy Rigby. Director Eve Muson has a rich resume including work with
Olney Theatre and being cited for Outstanding Direction by the Kennedy
Center/American College Theatre Festival. In program notes she proudly
writes of her efforts to give the audience “a fresh and gutsy look at the
play” by casting a young man in the role of Peter and to provide a sense of
the under text beyond “whimsy and adventure.” Her direction does accomplish
that and makes the production one with a deeper subtext to ponder. Muson is
to be commended for her risk taking. Even a children’s classic can benefit
from changes; after all the world does not stand still. One can argue with
the total success of this presentation, but the chance-taking is applauded.
Helen Hayes Award nominee Peggy Yates as Mrs.
Darling is the mother that dreams are made of; the kindest, most loving
mother that could ever exist. In Peter Pan that is to the good. Ethan
Bowen as Nana the Nurse Dog is a bit of a technical mess. Somehow a dog
identified as a dog by a face of a dog strapped to his chest seems a bit
off-putting to say the least, though walking around on all fours may seem a
bit passé. Boo
Killebrew’s Tiger Lily is one strong vigorous depiction of a
young Indian who will take on others even if they are men with
weapons. She certainly actively ambles around without breaking a sweat
throughout the entire production. Those who portrayed the Darling boys, Dan Stowell and Jace Casey, bound about and play off each quite well. They know
their parts and what is expected of them. The various Pirates and Indians
are good natured and project comic joyfulness. The overall singing and
dancing has its ups and downs. The choreography is simple, but energetically
presented, especially when Tiger Lily and the Indians dance as if in a high
school cheerleading routine. The singing of Captain Hook and his Pirates is
a jubilant hissing and warbling. When the Darling family croons the lovely
mantra “Tender Shepherd” to calm the proceedings, the audience does sit in
silent rapt attention. OK, there is one thing that this reviewer can’t get
rid of from his own past … a crocodile slinking about. In this production
the croc is a lighting effect early on and it is not until the third act end
when it actually appears.
The set design is centered upon a huge
circular window through which entrances and exits are made. The lighting
design is luscious in the use of the pastel color palette including pinks,
purples and greens. Townsend wears a white outfit throughout the production
leading this reviewer to wonders if white for a boy who gets into such
mischief is the right selection. The rigging team receives kudos as the
actors fly about with great confidence. The small six member band
placed under the set plays about 10 different instruments. The microphone
system for both band and cast seems to be set a bit too high and things can
sound muddy at times.
Written by J. M Barrie. Music by Mark Charlap
with additional music by Jule Styne. Lyrics by Carolyn Leigh with additional
lyrics by Betty Comden and Adolph Green. Directed by Eve Muson.
Choreographed by Ryan Purcell. Musical Direction by Christopher Youstra.
Design: Tijana Bjelajac (set) Pei Lee (costumes) Karlah Hamilton
(wigs) Colin K. Bills (lights) Jarett C. Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh
(photography). Cast: Florrie Bagel, Aviad Bernstein, Ethan T. Bowen, Jace
Casey, Steven Cupo, Elizabeth Fette, David Frankenberger, Jr., Dexter
Hamlett, Mitchell Hebert, Patricia Hurley, Jennifer Irons, Boo Killebrew,
Branda Lock, Sandra L. Murphy, Joe Peck, Matthew Schleigh, Kyle Schliefer,
Kevin Sockwell, Dan Stowell, Daniel Townsend, Dan Van Why, Kara-Tameika
Watkins, Peggy Yates. |
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September 24 - October 19, 2008
The
Underpants
Reviewed September 27 by
David Siegel |
Running
Time 1: 40 - no intermission
A piece of sweet fluff that covers
social commentary
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During this time of national turmoil, what
better way to forget your cares and woes then spending time with a charming
little piece of sweet fluff. Then again, like so much else these days, the
brightness conceals much saltier and darker things for those brave souls
willing to look beneath the surface. If you wish only to take in the
surface, that is fine. There is a well orchestrated attempt to give an
audience a sugar high. To start, there are so many soft textured women’s
bloomers hanging high above the stage. They disappear quickly, and ever so
slowly some irritating scratchy surfaces appear under John Going’s carefully
composed direction of Steve Martin’s adaptation of a 100 year old German
concoction by Carl Sternheim. Going has a small, enthusiastic and
energy-driven ensemble who seem to be natural comics handling the script
full of double entendres and sexual innuendo. The savory little social and
political observations begin to pile up, but do not reduce the production’s
farce or pratfalls or its simple cuteness and silliness. Who could not root
for a winsome woman with a smile worthy of the best orthodontist and
cheekbones that puff when she smiles to get the happiness she deserves? That
happiness comes from her finding her own libido with a touch from someone
other than her husband. This production is almost a subversive social
commentary about marriage and pre WWI anti-Semitism, with a quick big
beaming smile and slapstick that includes an unexpected kiss that makes a
man faint and a young woman lifting her skirts to the wrong man. Olney’s
The Underpants speeds along with very few major speed bumps to slow
down the double takes, held beats, eye rolls and rubber bodied physical
movements. However, this reviewer muses: given the recent well received
productions here in the Potomac area (Washington
Stage Guild, 2003 and again in
2004 and
Little Theatre of
Alexandria, June 2007,) why mount it again? Was there nothing else
around worthy? That can’t be true, can it?
Storyline: When his wife’s underwear slips to her
ankles just as the King's parade passes by, a German civil servant fears he
will loose his livelihood over the scandal that he foresees. His world is
turned upside down, however, not by scandal so much as by new found wealth
when men start lining up to rent their spare room: men who are smitten with
the young lady they saw in such a compromising situation out on the parade
route.
In
the program notes, Steve Martin indicated he adapted Sternheim’s century old
work because it was “ribald, satirical, self-referential and quirky.” Martin
just wanted to “uncork” what had been bottled up for contemporary audiences.
That he does. He sets the fuse with a 2 second explosion that happens
off-stage before the lights come up … the unseen falling underpants of a
young wife watching the King go by in a parade. How it happens and why it
happens matters not, but the falling cloth sets this comedy in motion. Each
character may be a type, but is not just a cut-out. Each has an unexpected
side: the sweet young wife with a rich inner libido waiting to be brought to
life; her husband oblivious to her sexual needs yet he can fall for an older
neighbor; the neighbor wishing once again to feel herself heated up and
fulfilled, yet not willing to ruin the young wife’s marriage. The
Underpants is breathlessly paced by director Going. But the casting of
the husband and wife leave something lacking … there is not only no spark
between them, their appearances make even the thought of a spark impossible
to comprehend. She is just too cool and he too blustery, almost to a fault.
James Beneduce, as the husband, is all loud rant as he chews through his
lines. His balding pate and chesty physique make him a bristling character.
He seems to look past his wife as he speaks his lines, oblivious to her
needs and caring only for himself. Allison McLemore as his wife is all
winsome sweetness and light. She is a caged bird who happens to be a
fetching blond with a long, lean figure and creamy skin. But, she does not
seem to have the inner fire to carry off her desire to have an affair with
another man, at least until the very end when an unexpected visitor appears.
When she says “my resistance is gone” it is met with laughter, but not
belief.
The work of the featured
actors does make for an amusing evening that has wit, high-jinx, and a few
side-splitting moments. Joan Rosenfels makes the most of her bawdy upstairs
neighbor role. She is the purveyor of the naughty, lurid, and loud and she
brings life to the production when she is on stage. The erstwhile Casanova
is Jeffries Thaiss, all full of dark hair and handsome white suit along with
poetic words delivered with a rich flourish that rile up McLemore. Bruce
Nelson plays Woody Allen…oops, make that the self-denying Jewish nebbish of
100 years ago until the final scene when some self-awareness comes to him.
Nelson is the best comic of the ensemble; with constant sniffly nose,
attempts to hide his Jewishness by correcting his own words, and a rubber
body as he walks or collapses at an unexpected kiss.
The Olney mainstage greets
the audience with James Wolk’s stage full of heavy dark oak furniture and
touches through-out of the Victorian era. There is no space unfilled as the
stage is thrust forward with little depth. This is basically a drawing room
comedy requiring three distinct acting areas that are the couple's
apartment. The lighting brings to the eye a sense of day time and night
time while sound is used during the minimal blackouts that depict time
and scene changes. The costumes are Victorian and are brightened the most
when an unexpected special visitor appears at the end, resplendent in a hat
that is an immediate laugh.
Adapted by Steve Martin,
from a play by Carl Sternheim. Directed by John Going. Design: James Wolk
(set) Liz Covey (costumes) Nicole Paul (wigs) Dennis Parichy (lights)
Jarett C. Pisani (sound) Jenna Henderson (stage manager). Cast: James
Beneduce, Vincent Clark, H. Allen Hoffman, Allison McLemore, Bruce Nelson,
Joan Rosenfels and Jeffrey Thaiss. |
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August 6 - September 7, 2008
Rabbit Hole
Reviewed August 9 by
Brad Hathaway
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Running time 2:00 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for a captivating
portrayal of a couple grappling with grief
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This new play by David Lindsay-Abaire, a touching drama of one couple
dealing with grief over the loss of a young son, won the 2007 Pulitzer Prize
for Drama. It avoids the mawkish, emphasizes the human and deals honestly
with the complexity of human relations under tremendous strain. With a topic
such as this, one might expect a tear jerker of huge proportions.
Lindsay-Abaire chooses, however, to examine this couple's effort to cope not
at the moment of loss, or even in the immediate aftermath, but six to eight
months later, when most of the well-wishers have delivered their immediate
condolences and life has begun to move on. This gives the piece a chance to
deal intelligently with many issues ignored in the first flush of loss, such
as the complications that arise when the members of the couple have
different rates of recovery or the compounding pressures of each feeling a
need for support from the other (and vice versa) when they are at different
stages of adjustment. As a result, the experience of watching the play
involves more soulful sighs than sobs. Add the pleasure of watching Paul
Morella, Deborah Hazlett and Megan Anderson bring their characters to life,
and this is a very fine evening of theater.
Storyline: The parents of a young boy who was killed when he ran into the
street after his dog attempt to cope with their loss while relatives try to
comfort them and encourage them to get on with their lives. Things get even
more tense when the teenager who was driving the car that struck the boy
tries to establish contact.
Lindsay-Abaire
is often associated with fairly quirky plays that have people (especially
women) grappling with unusual twists of fate. Think of Fuddy Meers
with its serial amnesiac, or Kimberly Akimbo with its heroine ageing
at an incredible rate. This time out, he dispenses with the quirky plot
devices. Grief over the loss of a child was once a universal condition. It
is now mercifully rare in the developed world, but it remains a universal
fear among parents everywhere. The author taps into this fear. Indeed, he is
quoted as saying he wrote the play specifically because that other Pulitzer
Prize playwright who was one of his mentors, Marsha Norman ('night,
Mother,) suggested he write a play about something that scared him. The
result is a very contemporary look at grief. You know it is a very
contemporary play because when arguments are exhausted practically all of
the characters at one time or another use the lazy locution currently so in
vogue : "I'm just saying." As irritating as that habit can be, it is the way
people talk these days. The play is carefully structured, the characters are
all well defined and the dialogue ranges from sparklingly humorous to
strikingly self-revelatory.
Mitchell Hébert, no stranger to Olney's stage as an
actor, directs his first play here, bringing with him set designer Marie-Noëlle
Daigneault, whose set uses a revolving rear section to bring the child's
bedroom into play. The pace and the feeling of place are exemplary and the
attention of the cast to little touches of muscle memory help say "real
people live here." (Just look at the way Hazlett folds the laundry without
needing to actually look at the clothing, or the way Morella reaches for a
bottle opener when he gets a beer. You have to believe he's done that a
thousand times before in this, his own kitchen.) Megan Anderson does a fine
job with the flippantry of the younger sister of Hazlett's character while
giving a feel for the empathy she has for her sister. Only Kate Kiley, as
Hazlett's mother, does less than one would expect with her role, while Aaron Bliden as the young man who was driving at the fatal moment, is suitably
uncomfortable but driven in his moments of contact with the parents whose
lives he changed so dramatically.
An interesting sidelight to the play's selection for
the 2007 Pulitzer Prize for Drama: It is the first drama in recent memory to
be selected by the Pulitzer Prize Committee after not being one of the
nominees forwarded to it by the drama judges. Three other plays were
nominated but none received the required majority and, thus, the field was
open to any play and the committee members went with this one. That is not
to say, however, that the play wasn't worthy of the honor. Clearly, from
what was exhibited on the stage at Olney, this is a play that belongs on the
list that includes such high quality recent work as Doubt, Proof and
Wit.
Written by David Linsay-Abaire. Directed by Mitchell
Hébert. Design: Marie-Noëlle Daigneault (set) Kathleen Geldard (costumes)
Charlie Morrison (lights) Jarett C. Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh (photography)
Renee E. Yancey (stage manager). Cast: Megan Anderson, Aaron Bliden, Deborah
Hazlett, Kate Kiley, Paul Morella. |
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July 2 - August 3, 2008
Big River
Reviewed July 11 by
Brad Hathaway |
Running Time 2:25 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick
for a solid production of a unique musical
Ticket Price: $25
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The National Players mount Roger Miller's musical based on Mark Twain's The
Adventures of Huckleberry Finn on the Historic Main Stage. It fits well in
this rustic space. The wooden planking of the set matches the wooden
planking of the theater and the country-ish, folk-ish and spiritual-ish
score feels right at home. With Eve Muson directing, some of the warm human
values at the core of the piece take on a similar resonance - when Sam
Ludwig breaks into the song "I, Hucklebery, Me" it is clearer than in
most other productions that the song is about the freedom to be yourself,
and when he joins Isaiah Johnson as the runaway slave in "World's Apart" it
becomes a touching affirmation of equality. Five years ago, a revival of this musical
that was developed by DeafWest Theater in Los Angeles transferred to Broadway
with a blend of hearing performers and deaf ones. Under
Jeff Calhoun's inventive direction, it was a glorious affirmation of human
dignity. That revival was re-mounted at Ford's theater in 2005, bringing the
show to the attention of a legion of theatergoers who weren't that familiar
with the original. It was a superb production with many touches that meshed
sign language with spoken and sung words in a way that was unforgettable.
For many, it became the show they think of when they think of Big River. Here's a chance to take a look back at the original,
streamlined a bit, but without the alterations that Calhoun made. It is
worth remembering just how strong a show it really was in the first place.
Storyline: Mark Twain’s tale of Huckleberry Finn is set along the
Mississippi River in the days when it was the key avenue of commerce between
the reach of slavery and the free states of the north. Huck embarks on a
raft trip down the river with runaway slave Jim, and is soon joined by a
pair of charlatans who run scams among the river towns. His friendship with
Jim sorely tests his acceptance of the concepts of slavery and the
inferiority of one race of men as compared to another.
The same Roger Miller who had a string of hits
blending a country sound with a uniquely humorous bent of mind with "Dang
Me," "England Swings (Like a Pendulum Do)" and "King of the Road," turned
his considerable talents to creating a score for a musical based on Mark
Twain's Adventures of Huckleberry Finn. He said he'd never actually
ever seen a musical before and knew nothing of musical theater, but somehow
his instincts and talent (not to mention the contributions of his
collaborators) resulted in a fabulous show that won Tony awards in 1985 for
best score, best book and best musical. The score is a unique blend of
country, show tunes, spirituals and comedy numbers. The book for the musical
relies on those songs creating emotional highs to keep the momentum going.
Ludwig makes a charming Huck and brings a fine singing
voice to the role. Johnson holds up his end of the musical chores in the
vocally demanding role of Jim. Everyone else in the cast handles multiple
roles. For example, David Frankenberger, Jr. is highly entertaining as
Huck's "Pap" singing about the dad-gum "Guv'ment" early on and then kicks up
his heals as a con man pretending to be a "Duke" in the high spirited "When
the Sun Goes Down in the South" that ends the first act. Daniel Townsend is
particularly entertaining when he's "Tom Sawyer" - his "Hand for the Hog" is
a delight - but, later on, he's a gentleman arrived from England.
The set is both impressive and highly functional, with
walls of wooden slats and a platform on the floor that serves as a bridge at
one point, a pier at another and splits to allow a portion to float off as a
raft. Mark Lanks lights the foreground for action and the background for
atmosphere while costume designer Pei Lee gives the members of the ensemble
who have to double on multiple roles different looks so there is no
confusing one character with another, even with performers who have made a
strong impression such as Townsend and Frankenberger. The one misstep in
costuming is the footwear for Ludwig who, as Huckleberry Finn appears to be
sporting tennis shoes that go back perhaps to the early part of the
twentieth century but certainly not to the nineteenth. The songs are all
well supported by a small band in the pit under the planking, led by Aaron Broderick.
Music and lyrics by Roger Miller. Book by William
Hauptman. Adapted from the novel by Mark Twain. Directed by Eve Muson.
Choreographed by Boo Killebrew. Musical direction by Aaron Broderick.
Design: Jeremy W. Foil (set) Pei Lee (costumes) Mark Lanks (lights) Jerett
C. Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Jocelyn Henjum (stage manager).
Cast: Priscilla Cuellar, Elizabeth Fette, David Frankenberger, Jr., Rebecca
A. Herron, Isaiah Johnson, Nicolas Lehan, Melvin B. Logan, Deborah Lubega,
Sam Ludwig, Daniel Townsend, Gregory Joseph Twomey, Vishal Vaidya, Dan Van
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June 18 - July 27, 2008
Stuff Happens
Reviewed July 5 by
Brad Hathaway
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Running Time 3:05 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for sharp
theatricality applied to a crucial public issue
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What is the difference between history and current events? Do
events have to run their course and all of their ramifications come to fruition
before an assessment can be rendered with something approaching not
objectivity, but fairness? David Hare is, as everyone who saw his
Via Dolorosa
at Theater J in 2002 knows, a playwright who can't wait for the filter of
time to free his judgment, a man who needs to ask "why" even before all of
the "what" has come to pass. Here, in a sprawling, episodic play featuring
twenty seven named characters and uncounted "others" in who knows how many
scenes over three very full and fascinating hours, he explores just how
America and the world got into the fix it is in in Iraq. He offers no
solutions, but doesn't shy away from a strong independently derived position
as he creates a history play out of current events.
Storyline: As George W. Bush takes over the Presidency, he's faced with
the challenges of formulating his own foreign policy - a challenge turned
into a crusade in his mind with the terrorist attacks of the 11th of
September in his first year in office. How that event drives him toward wars
in Afghanistan and Iraq is portrayed in a text drawn from public documents,
private recollections and the author's imagination.
As the Bush administration approaches the end of its
eighth year and the war in Iraq its fifth year, this play, which takes its
title from a comment by then Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld, is less
than four years old. Yet it begins to take on the feeling of the judgment of
history. Some will find in it confirmation of all their fears, disapproving
positions and regrets over the path their country has pursued throughout
this young century. Others will see in it some sort of proof that the
current President's critics will go to great lengths to discredit him and
his administration. But no one can be anything but impressed by the
accomplishment of this talented cast, these gifted designers and especially
the work of director Jeremy Skidmore, who marshals all the forces in a
crystal clear staging that flows from scene to scene, point to point and
event to event with a sense of propulsive momentum. The script seems a bit
compressed toward the end, as if the playwright looked at what he had
written through the scene depicting Colin Powell's negotiations with
France's Dominique de Villepin and said "I'm running out of time ... lets
move it right along." The rest of the scenes seem a bit rushed to get
to the end before the clock runs out.
Central to the story, of course, is the role of George
W. Bush. In a performance that avoids cartoonish impersonation, but which
uses mannerisms to establish and maintain identity, Rick Foucheux finds a
bit more depth in Hare's version of Bush than Hare seems to have actually
included in the text. His "George W" may be cocky and devoid of self doubt,
but he shows a strength that comes through almost subtly despite incidents
of subordinates presuming to preempt him ("What the President believes is
..." says Deidre LaWan Starnes as a self-possessed Condoleezza Rice). The
distinction between cartooning and characterizing is observed as well in
Jeff Allin's Donald Rumsfeld, and, to an extent, Leo Erickson's version of
Vice President Cheney. The presentation of Cheney is the least nuanced of
the main characters in Bush's circle, but that seems more a feature of the
text than of Erickson's performance. Colin Powel, powerfully played by
Frederick L. Strother, Jr., is given the most sympathetic portrayal in Hare's
version of events. Stephen F. Schmidt breathes some life into British Prime
Minister Tony Blair. Many of the members of the cast play multiple roles. Amir Arison is magnetic as France's de Villepin and affecting as the Iraqi
Exile who has the final summation, while Naomi Jacobson nails two
speeches by observers from overseas and also handles the role of Laura Bush.
Some of the doubling results in cross gender casting which the audience soon
learns to accept.
The sound design of Jarett C. Pisani goes a long way
toward heightening the theatricality of the performance, particularly the
all-encompassing sounds of the impact of crash after crash after crash in
the depiction of those awful moments on September 11 which are burned into
the consciousness of so many around the world. James Kronzer's set design
has multiple subtle features such as the gently curved red line on the black
floor which establishes the global reach of the piece and the matching red
balcony balustrade that surrounds the audience in this theater-in-the-pit
staging. The key feature of his design is a seemingly inexhaustible supply
of plain hard-back chairs which are assembled in a never ending series of
arrangements to create everything from the General Assembly at the United
Nations to the cabinet room of the White House or from Bush's ranch in
Crawford, Texas, to the Oval Office itself. Of special note is Debra Kim
Sivigny's work as costume designer. With a cast of characters of this size,
she was required to come up with a very large number of outfits, each
capturing both the public persona of the individual and reinforcing the view
of the character the text and the performer's approach. She did this without
attracting excessive attention to the costumes, letting each subtly contribute to the total impact.
Written by David Hare. Directed by Jeremy
Skidmore. Design: James Kronzer (set) Debra Kim Sivigny (costumes) Dan Covey
(lights) Jarett C. Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Laura Smith
(stage manager). Cast: Barry Abrams, Jeff Allin, Amir Arison, Carlos
Bustamante, Leo Erickson, Rick Foucheux, Meghan Grady, Naomi Jacobson,
Daniel Ladmirault, Daniel Lyons, Stephen F. Schmidt, Deidra LaWan Starnes,
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June 11 - July 20, 2008
The Mousetrap
Reviewed July 5 by
Brad Hathaway
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Running Time 2:20 - one intermission
A smashingly entertaining evening
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Olney has staked out one heck of a summer - even if it doesn't have the
Potomac Theatre Project in residence anymore. (That former staple of serious
summer theater founded here by Jim Petosa, Charyl Faraone and Richard
Romagnoli has relocated after twenty years to New York City where it's July
slate is being performed in a downtown venue.) The mix of serious and
diverting is a good one with a balance between drama, comedy, fantasy,
mystery and docu-drama. Both comedy and mystery elements make The
Mousetrap a stylish addition to the summer's programming in a production
that sets out to entertain, and accomplishes just that. Director John Going -
who has staged a host of satisfying shows here, where he also serves as
Associate Artistic Director - has a design team serving up lavish visuals to
match stylish performances by a host of familiar cast members. Add a fine
original score of incidental music (with a chamber piece of variations on
"three blind mice") and the bottom line is a marvelously entertaining
evening to simply sit back and enjoy.
Storyline: An English couple open a guest house in a country manor, but a
snow storm isolates them and their very first guests while the radio reports
the news of a murder in the neighboring town. A policeman on skis manages to
reach them to pursue his investigation because it seems every one of the
guests may have had some connection to the murder victim.
This superb example of Dame Agatha Christie's
craft as an entertaining mystery writer for both the stage and the written
page first opened in London in 1952 when England was mourning the death of
King George VI and anticipating the coronation of Queen Elizabeth. Now,
fifty-five years later, Elizabeth is still the Queen and The Mousetrap
is still playing and is now approaching 25,000 performances. It was based on
a short story which was based on a radio play which was based on a real case
dating from 1945. Its title is a lift from another famous English
playwright: "The Mousetrap" is the title Hamlet gives when he says "the
play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King."
Going's cast includes Julie-Ann Elliot doing a nifty
version of a bright and cheerful British bride who is approaching the first
anniversary of her marriage to a somewhat overprotective husband, played
nicely by Scott Barrow. Among regulars playing their guests are the
marvelously humorous Jeffries Thaiss as a neatly named "Christopher Wren,"
Paul Morella obviously having a fine time playing a thick-accented stranger,
and Harry A. Winter giving a warmly avuncular performance as a retired Army
Major. The only face that is new to long time Potomac Region theatergoers is
that of Andrew Grusetskie, making his Olney debut as the detective who skis
through the storm to investigate the crime. He's a welcome addition to the
talent pool that is often impressive here.
James Wolk's highly detailed set of the manor's great
hall is a lovely, warm place with its wooden walls, comfortable furniture
and a glowing fireplace. All of this contrasts nicely with the vision of the
snow storm (complete with blowing flakes) out the upstage center window. The
sense of time and place of post-World War II England is reinforced in Liz
Covey's costumes, each carefully calculated to speak volumes about the
personality traits of the individual characters. (Thaiss's sweater is a
thing of beauty in this regard!) Add the touch of actual snow on hats and
shoulders of each character making an entrance from the outside world and
the effect would be complete if it weren't for the fact that no one ever
seems to have wet shoes. F. Mitchell Dana's lighting design is effective
throughout the evening but never so effective as when there is no light. For
the blackouts, he has the safety lights at each of the steps in the audience
extinguished until illumination is resumed. Nice touch, that.
Written by Agatha Christie. Directed by John
Going. Design: James Wolk (set) Liz Covey (costumes) Karlah Hamilton (wigs)
F. Mitchell Dana (lights) Joe Payne and Jarett C. Pisani (sound) James
Prigmore (composer) Stan Barouh (photography) Carey Stipe (stage manager).
Cast: Scott Barrow, Julie-Ann Elliott, Andrew Grusetskie, Cornelia Hart,
Paul Morella, Jeffries Thaiss, Harry A. Winter, MaryBeth Wise.
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April 9 - May 18, 2008
1776
Reviewed
April 27 by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:55 - one intermission
A sluggish but still stirring historical musical
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The musical 1776 has a
deeper impact when performed in the Potomac Region, where we live each day
elbow to elbow with history. Here the arguments over the values for which
this country was founded take on special meaning. Sherman Edwards, a song
writing history teacher with little or no experience in musical theater,
with the help of the inestimable Peter Stone (Titanic, The Will Rogers
Follies), managed to make this history lesson one of the most
entertaining, genuinely funny, romantic and passionate musicals. It is often
mounted here (this is the seventh production we have reviewed since Potomac
Stages began publishing less than eight years ago). Each has its own
strengths and weaknesses. The strengths here are the Pennsylvania
delegation and the two women who join the large cast of men. However, the
overall impression is that director/choreographer Stephen Nachamie leads a
competent crew to deliver a solid but somewhat stolid presentation.
Storyline: In a hot and humid hall in "foul, filthy, fuming
Philadelphia," the delegates of the 13 colonies debate everything from
opening up a window to declaring independence. Central to the cause of
separation are John Adams who is "obnoxious and disliked" but devoted to the
cause, Benjamin Franklin, "a sage, a bit gouty in the leg" who understands
the importance of crafting coalitions, and Thomas Jefferson, who, at age 33,
has "a remarkable felicity of expression." The audience knows what the
outcome of the debate will be, but there is tension and drama aplenty along
the way to the final vote.
The real
magic of this piece is the way Stone and Edwards manage to communicate the
complexity of the issues and avoid making simplistic cartoons of the
majority of the characters they portray. Richard Henry Lee is treated with
less respect than most, being a comic popinjay of an egotist, but the
adherents to the heritage of the British nation are shown as earnest, honest
men who have sincere differences of opinion. Indeed, Stone writes a
marvelously moving moment at the end when the victorious John Adams pays
tribute to the defeated John Dickenson who has fought with all the energy
and passion at his command in a cause he holds dear. Even the question of
slavery, which was finally resolved on the side of human dignity only by
bloody civil war decades later, is presented with both sides landing telling
blows in the argument.
Paul Binotto is strangely unaffecting as the tormented
John Adams and Rob Richardson brings vocal strength and physical height but
little else to the role of Thomas Jefferson. The three best performances all
happen to be delivered by actors playing Pennsylvanians. Harry A. Winter's
Benjamin Franklin is refreshingly free of comic caricature and full of
charm, wit and real commitment. Thomas Adrian Simpson's
well balanced portrayal of John Dickenson has all the dignity and strength
the roll demands. John Tweel takes the small part of James Wilson, who finds
himself in the undesired spotlight as the swing vote at the end, and
delivers a moment of superb acting. His bright, intelligent eyes go into an
unfocused introspection and his tongue licks his dry lips as a tightly
controlled inner panic is triggered by his predicament. Both of the women in
the cast bring beauty (both physical and vocal) to the otherwise
male-dominated performance. Jessica Lauren Ball delights as Martha Jefferson
who so charms Adams and Franklin in "He Plays the Violin," and Eileen Ward is
the better half of the Adams family here. Both are
Toby's Dinner Theatre alumni, Ball most recently impressing in
Titanic. Carl
Randolph adds a sense of dignity as the Congress' President, John Hancock.
The play requires a representation of the hall in
Philadelphia where the political magic of 1776 occurred. Robert Kovach has
designed one that uses a forced perspective technique but then doesn't carry
the perspective lines through for all the set pieces. While the chair
railing is properly horizontal and the crown molding where walls meet
ceiling angles upward to create depth, the doors, windows and wall
decorations all stay distractingly square. Howard Vincent Kurtz' period
costumes are a fine representation of the styles of the time with sumptuous
fabrics for many gentlemen but simple garb for others. Christopher Youstra's
six-member orchestra in the pit gives out a thin sound played fairly
tentatively. Ah, but there is some fine ensemble singing from the stage with
"Sit Down John" delivered with verve by all twenty voices, and Chris Sizemore
searing the hall as Edward Rutledge attributing responsibility for the
"peculiar institution" of slavery in his solo, "Molasses to Rum."
Music and Lyrics by Sherman Edwards. Book by
Peter Stone. Directed and choreographed by Stephen Nachamie. Music direction
by Christopher Youstra. Design: Robert Kovach (set) Howard Vincent Kurtz
(costumes) Karlah Hamilton (wigs) Jeffrey Koger (lights) Jarett C. Pisani
(sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Lou Timmons (stage manager). Cast:
Jessica Lauren Ball, Don Edward Black, Paul Binotto, Peter Boyer, Andrew
Boza, Michael Bunce, Byron Fenstermaker, James Garland, Dave Joria, Don
Kenefick, Scott Kenison, Bill Largess, Sam Ludwig, Dean Marshall, Joe Myering, Joe Peck,
Rob Richardson, Carl Randolph, Ben Shovlin, Thomas Adrian Simpson, Chris
Sizemore, Jonathan Lee Taylor, Joseph Thanner, John Tweel, Harry A. Winter,
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March 19 - April 20, 2008
Bad Dates
Reviewed March 29 by
David Siegel |
Running
Time 1:45 - no intermission
A mild evening of spun confection
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Dessert comes first in the spun confection of Bad Dates written by
Theresa Rebeck. Then comes the heavier courses and some complexity of
character that save this production from being just a mild, too quickly
forgotten diversion from television for the evening. Bad Dates is a
pleasant saga about a middle aged single mother, played by Melissa Flaim,
out and about on the dating scene after years of hiding herself away. The
themes are not so much about her many shoes and outfits, or being a constant
shopper, as hinted at in the marketing for this show, as they are about
trying on different identities until one is found that might fit; at least
for the particular moment at hand. Along the way, the main character in this
one woman show, discovers that men are every bit as varied as she and her
outfits and shoe choices. She learns a way of living, perhaps, in which
risking rejection can lead to personal growth as she finds her own authentic
and comfortable individuality. She also seems to learn that attracting
certain men, those she doesn’t well relate to, may be in part due to the way
she dresses or the height of her heels. Billed by director Lee Mikeska
Gardner as a play for, by and about women, Bad Dates is as much a
depiction of the struggles of insecure, angst ridden humans trying to find
someone to love and trust through trial and error. Melissa Flaim is one
likeable actor in this one-woman show. She is on stage for the entire
production, and easily makes the audience either her sisters or her best
friends as she has a conversation with them about her life, her dating and
her desire to understand men. This is a production for an audience wanting
not to stretch too far or to be required to look for
sub-texts.
Storyline: Haley Walker, a divorced single mom with a love of shoes,
moves from Texas to New York City and re-enters the dating scene while she
runs a restaurant for the Romanian mafia as their front to launder money.
Haley seems to confide only in a very few about her string of rotten romances with men as she tries to find Mr.
Right.
Playwright Theresa Rebeck
has written for the stage (Omnium
Gatherum, finalist for 2003 Pulitzer Prize) and for television. Her
television credentials include Brooklyn Bridge and Dream On,
each a 30 minute sitcom. She also wrote for L.A. Law, Law and
Order and NYDP Blue. Bad Dates is a sweet little bonbon
with plenty of dark chocolate covering rich creamy ice cream, but with an
unexpected savory and chewy center. Rebeck has given her one-woman show a
quiet sense of daring in how she has the character speak so intimately
with, rather than to the audience as if sharing coffee together.
This is not an angry anti-male riff, but rather something much gentler.
There are very few enormously side-splitting lines. Rather, this has a warm
humor, something like the old Mary Tyler Moore show a bit updated
more than the harder outlook of Sex and the City. There are lines
such as “men will sleep with anyone, even someone they don’t like, while
women won’t.” Perhaps. As directed by Lee Mikeska Gardner, this is a
pleasant evening, with lots of motion and action and business before one’s
eyes, given that it is a one-character show depicting the bedroom of a New
York City apartment. What you see and hear is what you get under the
confident direction of Gardner.
Melissa Flaim, a local
actress and vocal coach, has appeared in a number of Potomac Region theater
productions. She plays her character as one who is frazzled, passionate, and
too impatient with herself. She “dresses” her character with life; as if she
has not memorized the lines from a script but is recalling her own real life
memories. Flaim is a tall woman, with long legs that she shows off under a
comfy terrycloth bathrobe for any number of scenes. Her steady presentation
is natural, with little fakery or dramatic cleverness. Her vocal skills are
heard in the way she can lengthen any and all words to make a single
syllable go on forever. There is no bitchiness in her delivery, even in the
attempts at sharper humor, and she is in constant motion as she dresses and
undresses with nary a missed line … and all as if she is dressing before a
close friend in her bedroom. Flaim is particularly skilled in her ability to
depict the pain of attempting to wear too small shoes as they strangle her
toes. Then again, maybe the shoes used at stage are too small or that the
moment is just too totally real to her. At the final blackout, Flaim has
discovered an unexpected male protector in a situation where such a human
being is useful. She finds herself in a police station with the Romanian mob
after her for skimming money from the restaurant she runs for them. Flaim
plays this as a quietly revelatory situation … that someone would be there
for her at this time. She is warm and tender as she contemplates providing
him with coffee for his efforts. How very real; just coffee at this point in
time, nothing more.
The Multiz-Gudelsky Theatre
Lab is a fitting intimate setting for Bad Dates. A well-crafted bedroom awaits the audience as they take their seats. A quibble though. The
set, which is supposed to be a woman’s apartment feels and looks too male.
The color scheme is beiges and there are few if any touches such as flowers,
or colors such as rich pinks, deep purples, or dusty rose. Only the walls
and not even all of them, have some color and that is a sea foam green. The
pre-show music runs the gamut from acoustic guitar to the upbeat and finally
to club music with a strong dance beat.
Written by Theresa Rebeck. Directed by Lee
Mikeska Gardner. Design: Milagros Ponce de Leon (set) Melanie Clark
(costumes) Andrew Griffin (lights) Jarett C. Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh
(photography) William E. Cruttenden III (stage manager). Cast: Melissa
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February 13 - March 16, 2008
Doubt: A
Parable
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway
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Running time 1:30 - no
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A Potomac Stages Pick for superb
performances of a superb play
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John Patrick Shanley examines the essence of doubt in ninety minutes of
intense and absolutely absorbing human drama. He certainly gets to his point
right up front. The opening line of the play is "What do you do when you're
not sure?" He never takes the easy way out and never gives the audience a
chance to either, with no revelations, no certainties and no easy answers.
When you leave the theater, you too will still have ringing in your ears the
final line: "Oh, I have such doubts!" Indeed, you may find yourself debating
long into the night whether the priest is guilty or innocent and whether the
sister was right or wrong in her actions. There is no correct answer and
there is no end of justification for either side of either question. What
isn't debatable is the quality of the play or the quality of the
performance. Both are superb.
Storyline: A Roman Catholic nun who runs a
parish school suspects that the young parish priest has established an
inappropriate relationship with one of the boys in the school, but she has
no proof. How should she deal with the situation?
The storyline above doesn't tell you exactly
what the "inappropriate relationship" might be - neither does the author.
He's not setting up a concrete "whodunit" or even a "what's-he-done."
Instead, to see what Shanley's intent is, look to the the subtitle: "A
Parable." The moral dilemma facing Sister Aloysius is that she has doubts,
not proof. She has duties and responsibilities too. The time is 1964.
Today's revelations of pedophilia among clergy dating to that period make
this a highly topical play, but its approach to the central question is
timeless. No wonder Shanley received both the Pulitzer Prize for Drama and
the Tony Award for best play.
Shanley's script presents just four people as
it lays out its conundrum. There's the sister herself. What a role! No
simple stereotype of a set-in-her-ways, officious official. This nun is a
widowed woman with a strength based on her discovery late in life of the
certainty of the church, a certainty tempered by a lifetime of seeing how
temporal things work. Cherry Jones won the Tony Award for her performance in
the role. Here at Olney, Brigid Cleary gives every bit as strong and
impressive a performance. Potomac Region theatergoers were fortunate to have
Jones perform when the touring version of the play came to the National last
year. Those same theatergoers should journey out to Olney to experience
Cleary's take - just as insightful, just as affecting and just as human -
but quite different.
James Denvil, as
the charming, youthful priest, and Deidra LaWan Starnes as the mother of the
youth in question, are every bit as marvelous as those who toured the nation
with the play and Patricia Hurley, as the young teacher in the school who
surfaces the initial suspicions, is even better. With a marvelous set by
James Wolk and a nimble sound design by Jarett Pisani, this production is
proof that regional theater in the Potomac Region is a match for theater
anywhere - and that includes the vaunted environs of New York's Broadway!
Written by John Patrick Shanley. Directed by
John Going. Design: James Wolk (set) Howard Vincent Kurtz (costumes) Dennis
Parichy (lights) Jarett C. Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Renee E.
Yancey (stage manager). Cast: Brigid Cleary, James Denvil, Patricia Hurley,
Deidra LaWan Starnes.
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November 14, 2007 - January 13, 2008
Fiddler on
the Roof
Reviewed by
David Siegel |
Running Time: 2:40 one
intermission
An enjoyable family musical
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Four decades after it opened its multiple Tony
award winning Broadway run of 3,242 performances this musical continues to
be an audience pleaser. The plot is uncomplicated; the fictionalized lives
of small village Jews in Eastern Europe at the turn of the 20th
century as the modern world impinges on them. The Olney Theatre production
is very solid throughout with Helen Hayes Award winners Rick Foucheux and
Sherri L. Edelen in the featured roles. The upbeat, infectious and
beautifully rendered songs of the first act are especially gorgeous and
carry the production through its less fulfilling and speedy second act.
Fiddler certainly remains worthy of revival. It is a show that
could be on auto-pilot and would still receive a standing ovation for those
familiar with it. One wonders if Fiddler will find itself becoming a
niche production with a less universal message as America’s demographics
continue to change and other immigrant stories of love, loss and relocation
are finally told.
Storyline: Fiddler on the Roof is loosely
based upon the stories of the Yiddish writer Sholem Aleichem (1859-1916)
with his everyman character Tevye. Tevye lives to keep tradition alive. It
is tradition that provides safety from the infringements of the adjoining
world. But, the outside world comes crashing down on him, his family and his
tiny village of Anatevka. Always buffeted, Teyve must come to terms with the
unexpected in his life. Like a fiddler playing on a roof, Tevye must find
his balance.
Director John Vreeke has a difficult artistic
task. How to revive a show that so many know from an Academy Award winning
film and a play that has been revived four times on Broadway, including as
recently as 2004? With musical director Christopher Youstra and
choreographer Gabrielle Orcha, a production has been developed with their
own creative outlook without irritating those who come to see what they
remember (read “tradition”) rather then something new and off-putting. This
is also not a stripped down revival with second rate actors and voices; this
production has 25 cast members and a small 5-piece band all up on the stage
and in full view. The lyrics and music by Jerry Bock and Sheldon Harnick
include audience favorites such as the opening number, "Tradition," that
draws the audience into the show immediately with its tale of how life is to
be lead with unchanging assigned roles and responsibilities. With the full
cast singing (assisted by microphones) the feel is one of a big production
number. "Sunrise/Sunset" is the emotionally touching poetry of a parent’s
feelings pouring forth at the letting go of a child. The night time
hallucinations of "Dream of the Tailor" includes delightful large puppet
heads and arms used expertly in this one tricked-up scene.
Rick Foucheux is Tevye, the husband and
father who argues not only with his wife, daughters and neighbors, but with
God Almighty as well. With his baritone voice, his singing is what it should
be; not sweet and striking but substantial and a bit off center. In his "If
I Were a Rich Man," the upbeat lament of a man without money, the words
don’t matter as much as the charm of Foucheux as he delivers it. Sherri L.
Edelen plays Golde his wife with a broad comedic outlook. She fills the
theater with her strong presence. When Edelen has the chance to sing solo or
bring her voice to the fore within a larger group, the beauty of her signing
voice is magnetic. As the daughters Patricia Hurley, Jenna Sokolowoski and
Margo Seibert are each a charmer in her own way. When they sing together
their harmony is captivating. The daughter’s suitors are Paul Downs Colaizzo
as a way-too-timid local tailor who marries the eldest; Andrew Boza as the
radical and intellectual teacher from the big city who marries the middle
daughter, and Evan Casey as the non-Jewish Russian who courts the younger
one through the love of books. It is their marriage that is a major
faith-related crisis for Tevye - does he follow tradition and consider his
daughter dead to him since she married outside of her faith, or does he
forgive her and give his blessing? Andrew Zox is the mute “fiddler” who,
with his lithe body, makes his presence felt throughout the production.
Finally, in the wedding scene toward the end of Act I, there is the marvel
of a small kick line of dark clothed men with dark hats, arms entangled,
moving up and down, sometimes with their knees touching the floor, dancing
expertly, each with a bottle on his head. Absolutely magical!!
The set is elevated from the floor with a
long ramp for Tevye to pull his cart to the main stage area and for the
townspeople and Russian troops to enter and leave. In one procession of
townspeople, as the house lights are dimmed, the lighted candles carried by
the townspeople are simply stunning. The set area is loaded with trap doors
and elevators that are used to give additional movement and dimension to the
production. The 5-piece band including adept fiddler and clarinetist is
tucked into a corner of the main stage area, but dressed as townspeople in
full view of the audience. Note: The Fiddler title comes from a surreal
painting by Marc Chagall … the fiddler is a metaphor for survival, through
tradition and joyfulness when life is uncertain.
Music by Jerry Bock. Lyrics by Sheldon
Harnick. Book by Joseph Stein. Directed by John Vreeke. Music direction by
Christopher Youstra. Choreography by Gabrielle Orcha. Design: Jon Savage
(set) Howard Vincent Kurtz (costumes) Charlie Morrison (lights), Jarett C.
Pisani (sound ). Cast: Kate Arnold, Rachel Blaustein, Andrew Boza, Sara
Brunow, Evan Casey, Paul Downs Colaizsso, Michael A. Crea, Jamie Eacker,
Sherri L. Edelen, Rick Foucheux, James Garland, Lily Goldberg, Karlah
Hamilton, H. Alan Hoffman, Patricia Hurley, JJ Kaczynski, Timothy Dale
Lewis, Amanda Montell, Natalie Perez-Duel, Zack Phillips, Carl Randolph, Ron
Sarro, Kyle Schliefer, Margo Seibert, Mary C. Sheehan, Jordan Silver, Chris
Sizemore, Jenna Sokolowski, Mike Vires, Harry A. Winter, Andrew Zox. |
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Of Mice and
Men
Reviewed by
David Siegel |
Running time 2:35 - one intermission
A solid production of an American classic
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Can a 70 year
old drama that for decades was required reading for many in school still
have the power to make you jump at the final pop and fadeout? Can it
make you feel for the victims of the uncontrolled
power of a strong man who does not know his
own strength until always too late? You bet it can. Do
the rootless in their loneliness and their desire for companionship still
resonate as a theme, maybe now more so than ever? “I ain’t got no
people….That ain’t good…A guy goes nuts if he aint’ got people.” Yes, the
play still can reach into audiences. It is not just a cultural artifact
that has been dusted off. And, the “arched eyebrow” innuendoes about why men might
travel together are spoken quietly almost as an aside, at least in this
production. It is the abject loneliness of men and women and their need for
dreams to move them beyond their current places in life that resonant
throughout the production … as well as the inability of men to connect to
women beyond the superficial and the sexual. Of Mice and Men remains
an undiminished American classic in the workmanlike production directed by
Alan Wade.
Storyline: At the
height of the great depression, two traveling, migrant ranch workers are
once again on the road, traveling to a new place, fleeing their sketchy
past, hoping to find some permanent work and earn enough money to buy their
own ranch. To own land is to save themselves from the vagaries of having no
family to bring them love, attention and validation. One is physically
strong but with intellectual disabilities, the other is the close brother on
the road who looks out for both of them, or at least tries to.
John
Steinbeck’s Of Mice and Men was written in 1937. It ran for 207
performances on Broadway and won a New York Drama Critic’s Award. It was
about an America far different from today. The Depression still affected
both urban and rural populations, but the rural poor needed a spokesperson -
they found it in Steinbeck, among others. The play is a message play and
wears that mantle directly and proudly. It is a play that has you leaving
the theater talking and thinking about the final act of the protector toward
his physically strong but emotionally challenged companion. Steinbeck was an early left-leaning torch bearer for rural America and Of Mice
and Men preceded a full body of work leading to his selection for a
Nobel Prize in 1962. But, his language, which once must have been startling
and confrontational, is now less so. It seems burnished rather than angry
and edgy.
Alan
Wade’s directing is solid throughout. His choices let the story tell
itself and the veteran cast is first rate with several standouts. Christopher
Lane has the complex task of playing Lennie, an intellectually disabled
man-child with the strength to kill, but the inability to modulate either his
physical strength or his voice. He is excellent in his work. Richard Pilcher is a good physical presence
traveling with Lennie, but the conflicts
of being Lennie’s road companion and the “why” of their relationship don’t
emotionally come across. And when he is confronted with the major decision
of the play, there is somehow a missing visual or physical conflict in him.
The moral challenge that director Wade mentions in his program notes seems missing in
action. Jeff Allin, as the world weary, laconic ranch hand, is especially
adept. Keith N. Johnson, as the African-American “other” on the ranch,
gives a
fearful, restrained portrait of a man who has learned to not trust white
folk and with good reason. He wears his loneliness for all to see as a
defensive posture.
One of
the main characters is less fulfilling. Carl Candelario, as the supposed
hot-headed husband and son of the ranch owner, comes off as having little or
no swagger or perceived muscularity in his manner. He is a bully who would
not be believed on the school yard, and he seems to care little about his
young wife, except as an object. In this production the death of a dog has
more emotional wallop and affect on the dog’s owner (played by John Dow)
than a wife’s end. Margo Seibert (as the young wife) plays the role nicely,
not so much as a tart or floozy, but as someone who in her own loneliness
and desire to get away from an abusive family marries the first ticket out.
The technical
work as a recreation of the time and place is top-quality. Carl Gundenius'
set moves from a simple background of fences to ranch-hand rooms, barns and
back to fences in a wonderful evocative manner
with a few interesting theatrical affects to
evocate a large canvas of the outdoors or larger buildings or even a camp
fire. Jarett C. Pisani's
incidental music and sounds establish the right atmosphere, and Charlie
Morrison's lighting provides a hint of the
big sky or the dark night. But, while Kathleen Geldard's costumes are spot
on; they are just too clean. They look new rather than used; there is no
grit or dust or dirt. Even the hats have no sweat spots on them. And not
even stubble of a beard shows when first we see the travelers on the
road. A kudo to Olney:
The company has developed a relationship with DC area schools and is
welcoming more than 3,000 students over the run of the production to see
Of Mice and Men. Ah yes, one last thing, the title. From Robert Burns
poem To a Mouse, “the best laid schemes o’mice an’ men/Gang aft agly
[oft go astray].”
Written
by John Steinbeck. Directed by Alan Wade. Design: Carl Gundenius (set)
Kathleen Geldard (costumes) Charlie Morrison (lights) Jarett C. Pisani
(sound) Stan Barouh (photography) William E. Cruttenden III (stage manager).
Cast: Jeff Allin, Carlos Candelario, John Dow, Keith N. Johnson, Christopher
Lane, Robert Leembruggen, Richard Pilcher, Margo Siebert, and R. Scott
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July 17 - August 12, 2007
Democracy
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:40 - one
intermission
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Stages Pick for a handsome staging of a compelling
drama
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Any map reader knows that the west is on the left and the east is on the
right. Any student of German cold war history knows that the
west had the the economic success which allowed them to restore the grandeur of
their buildings while the east had to be content with depressingly
utilitarian concrete structures. Anyone in the audience sitting before James Kronzer's superb set for the Potomac Region premiere of Michael Frayn's
latest exploration of fascinating intellectual issues in contemporary
European history will find those truths on view before their very eyes.
Kronzer provides the physical reality on which the story plays out. It is
the story of an East German spy - tremendously portrayed by Jeffries Thaiss
- who works his way up through the ranks in West German politics until he's
the right hand man of the chancellor. Frayn fills the first forty minutes of
his otherwise fascinating script with an excess of exposition for those who
need a primer on east-west relations. Kronzer's set almost makes that primer
unnecessary. Almost - but not quite.
Storyline: The true story of East German spy Günter Guillaume, who
finagled himself onto the fast track of West Germany's Social Democratic
Party organization just as they came to power under the leadership of Willy
Brandt in 1969. He ingratiates himself into the intimate circle of the
Chancellor himself, achieving access to information of great interest to his
handlers from the East. When Guillaume is finally exposed after 18
years undercover, Brandt's career is destroyed, partially due to revelations
that he failed to take action on the first warnings of infiltration into his
office's operation.
Two of Frayn's
previous plays seem the products of very different talents. Noises Off
is a superb example of farce, a comedy that has kept audiences in stitches
in productions ranging from scholastic to professional. It has been produced
constantly since it first opened in 1982. Nothing could be much further away
from that laugh-a-minute extravaganza than his 1998 intellectual puzzle play
based on an obscure incident in World War II, the meeting of
physicists Niels Bohr and Werner Heisenberg in Denmark.
Copenhagen has
been performed in the Potomac Region a number of times, often with
satisfying results as was the case with the 2004 production staged here by
Jim Petosa on another superb set by James Kronzer. Democracy is of the
Copenhagen school. Indeed, the two Olney productions under Petosa could have
made a fascinating pair in repertory.
Thaiss' Guillaume is a giddy lightweight in a world
populated by serious, self-absorbed men. He practically giggles with each
stroke of good fortune and bounces while they plod around the stage. But he
manages to keep his wits about him and avoid drawing the attention that
might threaten his success. The serious westerners include dour Vincent
Clark, acerbic Hugh Nees and distracted James Konicek. The avuncular single
easterner, Guillaume's handler from the East German Ministry for State
Security, is played with a smooth polish by James Slaughter. He's always
present, hovering on the edge (always the eastern or right hand edge, at
that) until that moment when Guillaume's cover is blown and he is arrested.
Then, suddenly, Slaughter's character is no where to be seen.
As performed with Thaiss as Guillaume and
Andrew Long as Willy Brandt, this is a play about the hopes, dreams and
fears of Guillaume as he gets closer and closer to Brandt, whose government
he is spying upon. Thaiss shows us more than just Guillaume's charm, he
touches on the internal conflicts that test him as his relationship with
Brandt evolves. Long, always a pleasure to watch for his consistently well
thought out approach to his own character's inner thoughts, seems to float
through the play as a strong presence but not as the real subject of the
drama. Indeed, as portrayed, it appears that Willy Brandt is a strong
personal presence floating through his four and a half years as Chancellor
as the beneficiary - but not necessarily a shaper - of the forces of
history. How valid a point of history this might be, others will have to
judge. It certainly is a valid point of drama and provides an intriguing and
satisfying examination of human frailties.
Written by Michael Frayn. Directed by Jim
Petosa. Design: James Kronzer (set) Pei Lee (costumes) Daniel MacLean Wagner
(lights) Jarett C. Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Renee E.
Yancey (stage manager). Cast: Clinton Brandhagen, Vincent Clark, Nick
DePinto, James Konicek, Andrew Long, Eric Messner, Hugh Nees, Richard
Pilcher, James Slaughter, Jeffries Thaiss.
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June 20 - August 12, 2007
Brooklyn Boy
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:25 - one
intermission
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Stages Pick for a
well designed, well acted production of Donald Margulies' fictionalized look
back at the Brooklyn he left behind to pursue playwriting
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As directed by Jim Petosa, this smoothly flowing production of Pulitzer Prize winner
Donald Margulies supposedly fictional portrait of the self image of a
Brooklyn Boy feels so honestly auto-biographical that the leading character
should be named Margulies. It's not the personal lives of the
characters that feel more real than reality, however. It is the sense of place that
connects with a Brooklyn that exists in our collective self consciousness -
the Brooklyn of the Dodgers - and the pride of place that Brooklynites
exuded in the years surrounding World War II. As Margulies points out in the comments reprinted in the program, his nostalgia is for a Brooklyn that "may
never have truly existed in my lifetime." But it is most
definitely a Brooklyn that exists in our minds whenever we hear that
peculiar accent that sets it apart, not just from the rest of greater New
York city, but from any other place. With Paul Morella bringing
the fictional alter-ego to believable life and with a fine supporting cast,
Olney has a winner in this warmly affectionate comic drama.
Storyline: A Brooklyn born and raised novelist deals with his first best
seller, his first movie contract, the death of his father and the demise of
his marriage - all at the same time.
Margulies has had great success writing plays
under commission for the South Coast Repertory Theatre in Orange County,
California and the Actors' Theatre in Louisville, Kentucky. Three of his
plays have made the short list for the Pulitzer Prize, and Dinner With
Friends won it in 2000. This six-scene two-act play is fairly formally
structured. Each of the first five scenes are emotionally important
encounters this Brooklyn Boy has with a single character who is important at a
crucial moment in his life. Each gives
Morella a great deal to react to, and he avoids overdoing those reactions in
a finely tuned performance that feels natural and human.
First it is the hero's dying father, played
by Howard Elfman, who has a marvelous ability to communicate attitude through
body language while reclined in a hospital bed with most of his body covered
by a blanket. Then Ethan T. Bowen plays a former buddy from childhood. Bowen
tends to spit out his lines a bit too abruptly, but perhaps that is a Brooklynism with which non-Brooklynites are not familiar. The most touching
scene of the play, and the one that is best played, has Lee Mikeska Gardner
as his estranged wife bringing an end to their marriage as gently but firmly
as she possibly can. After intermission, things get a bit lighter for a
while as two young actors make their Olney debuts with panache. Emerie
Snyder is sharp as a groupie this newly-famous author takes back to his
hotel for a night, and Paul Cereghino gives a nifty take on a teen-magazine
coverboy of an actor who wants to star in the hero's movie. Halo Wines makes
the most of a somewhat miswritten scene as his movie producer. No
successful producer would have used the negative pitch she does to get a new
writer to change an element of his first script instead of stroking his ego
with suggestions for increased "universality" in his "wonderful story."
The Mulitz-Gudeslky Theatre Lab has been
decked out with a revolving stage which rotates to reveal rooms in
a hospital, a hotel, a home, a cafeteria and a Hollywood producer's office.
Each is distinctive but each seems very much part of the same world. As fine as those rooms are for each of the scenes they contain, it is the
space between them that provides the visual connecting tissue to match the
dramatic ties between the scenes in Margulies' tightly woven plot. Morella is seen walking "the space between"
the sets
in his evolution from scene to scene. The device avoids what might otherwise
seem an excessively mechanical structure of the play as the story
progresses. As it is, the play doesn't jump from scene to scene, it flows.
Written by Donald Margulies. Directed by Jim
Petosa. Design: James Kronzer (set) Howard Vincent Kurtz (costumes) Daniel
MacLean Wagner (lights) Jarett C. Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh (photography)
Tim Burt (stage manager). Cast: Ethan T. Bowen, Paul Cereghino, Howard
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May 15 - June 10, 2007
13 Rue de
L'Amour
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 1:55 - one
intermission
A rollicking farce performed in high style
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brief partial nudity
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This typically convoluted tale of mistaken identity and deception by Georges Feydeau, France's greatest writer of farce during the Belle
Époque which
preceded World War I, is highly stylized silliness acted out in a slightly
mechanical style on two absolutely gorgeous sets by actors in colorful
costumes to match. (Well, most of them are. It seems almost silly to mention
that one character looses his clothes on stage and has to get his laughs
without the benefit of the colorful costumes.) Following the performance fashions of its day
with a wink and a nod directly to the audience and revving up the comic
engine for the quick-hide-in-the-closet sequence, the cast throw themselves
into the spirit of the evening with panache. The fact that they are working
hard is well hidden by the obvious fun they are having.
Storyline: A wife who is certain of her husband's philandering ways wants
vengeance and engineers her own dalliance with a younger man. Things go
awry, however, when their paths cross at the younger man's apartment house
at number 13 on the Rue de L'Amour.
Farce,
like soufflé, rises only when tremendous skill is combined with exact
measures of specific ingredients. Georges Feydeu made a study of the
structure of farce and mastered its peculiarities. In fact, it was the
structure of the style that fascinated him and he polished his craft as
perhaps no other French playwright of his time. Certainly, none was close to
being as successful at it as he was during the two decades surrounding the
year 1900. This example of his output comes from early in his career (1892,
the same year as his first big hit, Champignol in Spite of Himself)
and displays a certain excitement over the possibilities of the genre that
he has obviously just begun to believe he can master.
The central triangle here is the fine trio of Ashely
West and her two men, Lawrence Redmond as her husband and Jeffries Thaiss as
the young doctor who so wants to help her wreck revenge by cheating on her
cheating husband. West goes through the paces without ever seeming to loose
either her dignity or her self control, which provides the comic contrast to
both lustful suitor Thaiss and pompous husband Redmond. The support is strong
as well, particularly with Halo Wines as a Countess who looks like a sticky
clump of cotton candy, and Vincent Clark who sputters with a delightful sense
of confusion.
Dennis Parichy's bright lighting design is probably
brighter than gaslight really was in the 1890s, but its warmth is a perfect
compliment to James Wolk's confections, the two one-room sets with the
squiggly art nouveau style of an Alphonse Mucha print in more shades of pink
than you would think possible. The lip of the stage is lined with footlights
which are used to exaggerate the effect. The atmosphere of the piece is
nicely enhanced by the playing of up-tempo, cheerful music hall music in the
lobby and the auditorium before the show and during intermission.
Written by Georges Feydeau. Translated by Mawby Green
and Ed Feilbert. Directed by John Going. Design: James Wolk (set) Liz Covey
(costumes) Nicole Paul (wigs) Dennis Parichy (lights) Jarett C. Pisani
(sound) Erin Feliciano (photography) Renee E. Yancey (stage manager). Cast:
Ethan T. Bowen, Vincent Clark, Nick DePinto, Patricia Hurley, Brandon McCoy,
Christopher Poverman, Lawrence Redmond, Jeffries Thaiss, Ashely West, Halo
Wines.
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Eubie!
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 1:45 - one
intermission
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The art of the revue has come a long way over the years and audience
expectations may well have changed. If you are looking for a revue of a
single artist's output to be something of an educational experience with
some of the qualities of a good biography, you will be disappointed in this
revival of the 1978 assemblage of the songs of Eubie Blake. If, on the other
hand, you are looking for a bright, rhythmic and tuneful evening of song and
dance with no purpose other than to entertain, this is your show. In 1978
that was enough to earn a few awards and a run of a year - of course, it
helped that it then had both Gregory and Maurice Hines to heat up the floor.
Gregory was nominated for a Tony Award for his performance with its big
number "Hot Feet" (not to be confused with the dance show using that same
title which Maurice took briefly to Broadway last year).
Storyline: None. This is a revue built on the songs composed by Eubie Blake, the
jazz musician and composer of the 1921 musical Shuffle
Along. Twenty-two of his songs, with lyrics by a wide range of
collaborators, are included in the evening.
Director/choreographer Tony Parise has restructured the 1978 format, saying
that "The stamp of the 70s was all over the show." He wanted something more
authentically of the ragtime era, rather than something that looks like one
era viewed through the lens of another. He altered the running order of the
songs, dropped a few to make the show shorter and tighter and created a
nicely varied pair of song sets separated by an intermission. Each builds its
own excitement, although the first one is the more impressive of the two.
This is because it is in the first set that a series of numbers by various
women in the cast builds one on top of the other. The second has some
more of this but has more of the men, and they aren't quite as strong as the
women when it comes to selling a torch song or landing a comic number.
Among the real strengths of the cast are Fredena J.
Williams who sells "I'm A Great Big Baby," " Roz White Gonsalves, who
delivers a winning "My Handyman Ain't Handy Anymore," and Kara-Tameika
Watkins whose "Daddy" gives the audience a look at just why so many New
Yorkers drove up to Harlem in the 20s to hear the fresh sounds of the day.
There's considerable talent among the men as well. D. William Hughes gets
low and down with a soulful blues number "Low Down Blues" (which turns into a
duet with Gonsalves' "Gee, I Wish I Had Someone To Rock Me In The Cradle of
Love") in the second set's highpoint. Randy Aaron gets a strong audience
reaction from his well executed tap routine on "Hot Feet."
Visually, the show offers a bright, warm, colorful
feeling given the pinks and reds of Charlie Morrison's lighting plot with
just a dash of blue highlights on Nanzi Adzima's period costumes. Daniel
Conway's set consist primarily of an elevated platform roughly in the shape
of a piano on which Christopher Youstra's small jazz band sits. That band
goes uncredited in the program, but mention should be made of the sharp tuba
work in the orchestral number in the first act, "Baltimore Buzz." Spiral
staircases down to the stage and slide-on set pieces complete the structural
side of things while projections of pictures of Eubie Blake or covers of
sheet music form the backdrop.
Music by Eubie Blake. Conceived by Julianne Boyd.
Directed and choreographed by Tony Parise. Conducted by Christopher Youstra.
Design: Daniel Conway (set) Nanzi Adzima (costumes) Charlie Morrison
(lights) Jarett C. Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Carey Stipe
(stage manager). Cast: Randy Aaron, Loretta Giles, Roz White Gonsalves, L C
Harden, Jr., D. William Hughes, Carole Denise Jones, Kara-Tameika Watkiins,
Fredena J. Williams, Devron T. Young.
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February 13 - March 11, 2007
The Constant
Wife
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:30 - two intermissions
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A Potomac Stages
Pick for bright and lively comedy
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Director John Going goes for the pleasantry of
charm and literate repartee rather than the "cheap laugh" in this revival of
W. Somerset Maugham's drawing room comedy. As a result, while there are
quite a few really good laughs during the show, the laughs don't interrupt
the process of the audience getting to know and care about the characters.
It is a fine approach, especially since the subject matter of this
apparently light comedy is really much more important and deserving of
serious consideration than many other "mere" comedies. In 1926 Maugham was
raising issues in a highly civil way that would be treated with a crass
touch forty years later when bras were burned and language was much coarser.
In Maugham's day, however, the issue of a wife's right to equality within
the marriage partnership, with all that signifies when male philandering
draws just a wink but female infidelity is shocking, was serious business.
His humor was not intended to mask the issues of the play, just spice it up
a bit and make the evening fun for audience members of both genders.
Storyline: In 1920s London, a society woman deals with her husband's
infidelity not by seeking either divorce or revenge but, rather, setting her
sights on achieving economic independence so that she can declare sexual
independence. She has no desire to end a highly satisfying partnership with
her husband, she just wants to take control of her own life so she can enjoy
both the pleasures of the home and the adventures of the world - just as men
want to do.
Julie-Ann Elliot's fluid
movements, erect posture and sharp enunciation sets a standard for
high-society British comedy. Her performance as the wronged wife who refuses
to see her husband's behavior as either despicable or damaging to her
personally is rock-solid. A number of her colleagues match her for their
sense of belonging in the drawing room world of London in the 20s. Ashley
West is even brighter and a touch flightier, as befits her role, while Nancy
Robinette makes her usual hay with an aside or a direct comment.
Allyson Currin as the sister who can't wait to break the bad news is properly
acidic. Both Michael McKenzie, as the philandering husband, and John Wojda,
as a returned former suitor, manage to avoid seeming too much like weak
ninnies, while Maugham's stronger women plot and plan and generally move the
story along.
It should be noted that James Slaughter was
out for the performance we reviewed. Olney's Producing Director Brad Watkins
made the announcement before the show that there would be a replacement in
the smaller role of West's husband and that the replacement would be
himself. The audience was won over by the self-depreciating humor of the
announcement and went along for the ride when he played his one scene with
script in hand. It was one of those moments in live theater that makes you
so very glad you weren't home stuck in front of a television.
On the design side, the overall impression is
marvelous and the concepts delightful, but in both set and costumes,
something just misses being fabulous. James Wolk's set is everything you
would want for this woman's drawing room - elegant, color coordinated and
oozing both wealth and charm. But outside the window it appears to be night
time while all three acts take place in the afternoon. Liz Covey's costumes
for all the women are a delightful and colorful survey of the highest of
high fashion from the flapper era. For the men, on the other hand, the
designs seem marvelous but the fit a bit off and the construction a bit
crude. Michael McKenzie's suits look like they should hang just as Cary
Grant's do in Hollywood's finest representation of a gentleman's wardrobe,
but a bulging half lining and a drooping cuff break the spell.
Written by W. Somerset Maugham. Directed by
John Going. Design: James Wolk (set) Liz Covey (costumes) Anne Nesmith
(wigs) Dennis Parichy (lights) Jarett C. Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh
(photography) Renee E. Yancey (stage manager). Cast: Bob Barr, Allyson
Currin, Julie-Ann Elliott, Helen Hedman, Michael McKenzie, Nancy Robinette,
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November 15 , 2006 - January 7, 2007
Cinderella
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway
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Running time 2:00 - one intermission
A family show with some charm
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Making a family-friendly stage version of
Rodgers and Hammerstein’s family-friendly television musical was a great
idea. After all, Rodgers and Hammerstein had crafted a piece that had enough
charm, enough humor and enough beauty to draw over sixty percent of the
entire population of the United States, adults and children, to their
televisions back in 1957 (although not every home had multiple televisions and
there were far fewer channels to chose between). The show has had a number of
different attempts to craft a satisfying stage script, some better than
others. For this effort, director Mark Waldrop has pulled material from a
number of different attempts, refining it and punching up the humor a bit,
but retaining the essential charm of Hammerstein's original concept. Waldrop
gets kudos for a fine piece of work on the script, but a few missteps in
casting, staging and budgeting keep the show from being as good as it might
otherwise have been.
Storyline: This is a
fairly simple re-telling of the fairy tale of "the girl of the cinders,"
ill-treated by a selfish stepmother and victimized by her two stepsisters.
With the help of her Fairy Godmother, she goes to the ball where she and
the prince meet and fall in love. She flees as the clock strikes
midnight but he tracks her down through the clue of the glass slipper she
lost as she fled.
There are more
delights than disappointments in the show so lets begin with them. Erin
Driscoll is as pert and pretty as you could wish in the title role and
delivers a nice rendition of "In My Own Little Corner." As the Fairy
Godmother, Deb G. Girdler uses a refreshing openness starting with a
take-the-audience-into-her-confidence opening speech about turning off cell
phones and continuing right on through the delightful comic song
"Impossible" in which she comes to the conclusion that "impossible things
are happening every day." Also notable are Chris Sizemore as the Herald and
Christopher Flint as the King who is concerned over the cost of the ball.
Best of all, however, are Jenna Sokolowski and Michele Tauber, who are very
funny as the step sisters. Their "Stepsisters Lament" is a gem.
The strengths in these performances, and in
Waldrop's version of Hammerstein's charming script, combine with the songs
that Rodgers and Hammerstein composed that range from "Ten Minutes Ago," "A Lovely Night"
and "Do I Love Your Because You’re
Beautiful?" as well as a waltz for the ball as fine as any Rodgers ever
wrote. But, that waltz is played here by a five piece orchestra that doesn't even
include a violin. The keyboard synthesized violin setting is no substitute
for the lushness the music demands.
There are serious disappointments on the
stage as well. First among them is the performance of Will Ray as the
Prince. Perhaps he was directed to adopt an ungainly manner that seems
awkward, but he certainly never seems charming. The character isn't called
"Prince Charming" but he should be charming anyway to motivate the love that
springs to instant life when he and Cinderella meet at the ball. Vocally,
Ray is just not strong enough for great love songs like "Do I Love You
Because You're Beautiful?" The inconsistent sound amplification does
considerable damage to some of the songs and scenes as well. For example,
Chris Sizemore's booming voice fills the theater with the announcement that
"The Prince Is Giving A Ball" but the reactions of the citizens disappear as
some seem left without an operating microphone.
The resulting irregularity gives the show an amateur feel from the very
beginning which it is rarely able to overcome.
Music by Richard Rodgers. Book and Lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein II. Book
adapted by Mark Waldrop. Directed by Mark Waldrop. Music direction by
Christopher Youstra. Choreographed by Michele Mossay-Cuevas. Design: Michael
Anania (set) Sekula Sinadinovski (costumes) Karlah Hamilton (wigs) F.
Mitchell Dana (lights) Mark Anduss (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Renee
E. Yancey (stage manager). Cast: Sara Brunow, Erin Driscoll, Christopher
Flint, Deb G. Girdler, Karlah Hamilton, Patricia Hurley, Laura Kelley,
Michael Kenny, Timothy Dale Lewis, Monica Lijewski, Matthew McGloin, Will
Ray, Michael Vitaly Sazonov, Margo Seibert, Chris Sizemore, Jenna
Sokolowski, Michele Tauber.
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The Foreigner |
Running time 2:40 - one intermission
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Larry Shue's most successful play, this comedy where good defeats evil with
comic flair, has been produced almost constantly in professional, community
and school theaters since 1983 when its premiere in Milwaukee managed a
transfer to Off-Broadway. It even had an Off-Broadway revival just last year
with none other than Matthew Broderick in the title roll. The show took on a
life of its own because audiences loved it. They had a fine time. Of
course, the better the production, the finer the time the audience has, and
Olney throws everything they have at this one to make it as audience
pleasing as possible. There's a detailed rustic set, costumes that look just
as the characters should look, real rain with flashes of lightning
synchronized with the sound of thunder. It is a fine use for Olney's new mainstage with all of its size and equipment. It would all go for naught,
however, if they didn't have the right "foreigner." So they got JJ
Kaczynski. The result? He goes from amusing to engaging to funny to
inspired, building to a finale that audiences just love. Put it all together
and the show is as much fun as it is supposed to be.
Storyline: When a loud and extroverted Englishman
brings his quiet, introverted countryman for a quiet weekend in a Georgia
fishing lodge, he tells the locals not to try to talk with him because his
friend knows no English. As a result, however, they discuss their secrets
with each other in the quiet man's presence and he learns more than he
bargained for, discovering a deep dark plot to take over the lodge for use
as a headquarters for the Ku Klux Klan. He comes out of his shell as he
engineers a fabulously funny way to thwart the plans of the bigots.
Two factors combine to make this a good production. Yes,
Kaczynski is one of them, but there's something else going on here that may
escape your attention until you sit down to think about the evening. Then
you may realize that the first act is so jam packed with plot and character
explanations that it shouldn't be as easy to swallow as it is. The credit
for the pleasure goes chiefly to director Stewart F. Lane, who manages to
keep the first hour from seeming like a lecture. The material here isn't
really that funny, but he lets his talented cast play it to the edges of
tomfoolery without crossing over into territory that could be a turnoff.
Surrounding this foreigner with the likes of blustery
Field Blauvelt, sweet Rusty Clauss, lovely Lindsay Haynes, smooth Clinton
Brandhagen and lumbering Delaney Williams, and placing a concerted focus on
the very funny Ben Shovlin works like a charm. Shovlin is particularly good
as the somewhat dimwitted young man with an innocence that is matched by
goodness. This comes as no surprise to those who still treasure the moment
he played "Lady of Spain" on a tuba for the Washington Stage Guild's
An Empty Plate in the Café du
Grand Boeuf earlier this year. The man seems to have a genius for
earnest silliness.
It would all come to naught, however, were Kaczynski
unable to escalate the comedy in the second act. Here, he gets to play a
comic riff of major proportions as he makes up a story in his own nonsense
language before proceeding on to the marvelously staged confrontation where
his character becomes the prime mover in a superbly funny finale. Never
fear, Kaczynski's got the chops to pull it off. Go, and enjoy.
Written by Larry Shue. Directed by Stewart F. Lane.
Design: James Kronzer (set) Anne Kennedy (costumes) Charlie Morrison
(lights) Jarett Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Jess W. Speaker III
(stage manager). Cast: Field Blauvelt, JJ Kaczynski, Rusty Clauss, Clinton
Brandhagen, Lindsay Haynes, Delaney Williams, Ben Shovlin.
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September 6 - 24, 2006
In The Mood |
Running time 2:30 - one intermission
An affecting look at a family torn by bipolar disorder
Performances in the Mulitz-Gudelsky Theatre Lab |
Throughout the Potomac Region, this season seems rich with world premieres,
both already open and announced.
Olney adds to the riches with the premiere of a play exploring depression
and what has come to be referred to generally as "bipolar
disorder" or manic depressive illness. The play deals with the worlds of art and
diplomacy which gives its author, former Arena Stage and current Theater J
board member Irene Wurtzel, the pressure points to bring her themes into
stark relief. She stretches beyond the topic of mental illness to create an
examination of a marriage under stress. With dramatically impressive
performances, especially those of Christopher Lane and Marybeth Wise as the
couple at the center of her story, the strains high pressure positions can place on a marriage
are complicated and compounded by a condition often hidden and frequently
misunderstood. Director Jim Petosa increases the tempo and intensity in
measured steps to heighten the sense of the pressure that strain this
marriage.
Storyline: A high ranking official of the Department
of State who has controlled his manic depressive illness through medication
abandons the treatment just as he has the chance to lead the US effort to
arrange peace in the middle east. The reemergence of the symptoms has
serious consequences on his performance and on his marriage to an
artist whose work is just beginning to earn her nationwide recognition.
Wurtzel creates a pair of independent, highly stressed
people for this examination of a marriage under pressure. Bipolar disorder
may be the trigger for the troubles of the moment, but she avoids making
this a play about a disease. It is, instead, a play about relationships and
about people with individual strengths and weaknesses. Wurtzel's knowledge
of the symptoms of the disorder may be thorough, and her exploration of the
havoc they can wreak on the lives of the people it affects may be highly
accurate. She may even have the art world of major exhibit galleries well in
hand. But she doesn't get the realities of government service quite right,
which is a problem in a production here in the nation's capital. Indeed, a
second complete play could be devised on the topic of how the State
Department would deal with the situation of an Undersecretary acting for the
Secretary in a high-visibility negotiation exhibiting the manic behavior
seen here. Wurtzel sets up the situation but leaves it unexamined and
unresolved as she maintains her concentration on the private lives of the
couple.
The very dramatic swings of mania and depression that
are the symptoms of the disorder give Christopher Lane the opportunity to
reach for very different extremes in his portrayal. He is a very commanding
presence in any part, and to his credit, he avoids excesses that would take
this performance to extremes. Marybeth Wise is a fine counterpart to his
swings, working her way methodically through the increased concern that her
character feels for her husband and their marriage right through to the
final confrontation. Leo Erickson is smooth and polished as the Secretary of
State and Halo Wines strikes a number of nice notes, especially in one of
her two supporting roles, that of Lane's mother. Petosa has brought one of
the graduates of the Boston University School of Theatre which he chairs for
his first role on a full Olney production. Tim Spears is impressive as the
couple's stressed-out son.
Milogros Ponce de León's striking set gives the entire
project a sense of serious heft. Since the events of the play are primarily
presented through the viewpoint of the wife, her workshop area is the
central feature of the set. Large windows at the back and tall towers of
brick walls connected by industrial scaffolding makes an eye-filling locale
although the Secretary of State commenting on it being such a lovely home
seemed a bit strange. The image of an abstract sculpture, a
work-in-progress, dominates the artist's studio through many of the scenes,
but it is the image of Christopher Lane hovering over the area on the
scaffolding that remains in the mind - especially as lit so dramatically by
Donald Edmund Thomas.
Written by Irene Wurtzel. Directed by Jim Petosa.
Design: Milagros Ponce de León (set) Kathleen Geldard (costumes) Donald
Edmund Thomas (lights) Jarett Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Renee
E. Yancey (stage manager). Cast: Therese Barbato, Leo Erickson, Christopher
Lane, Tim Spears, Halo Wines, Marybeth Wise. |
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July 20 - August 27, 2006
An Enemy of
the People |
Running time 2:35 - one intermission
A portrait of political polarization driven by self interest
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There are really three reasons to catch this production. One is that it is
the last in a twenty-year tradition of presenting quality productions of
plays with a strong political outlook in the Potomac Region, as the Potomac
Theatre Festival has announced its relocation to New York after this season.
The festival will be missed here in the region from which it has drawn both
its name and its topic for two decades. The second reason is the performance
of James Slaughter, who manages to inject a touch of subtlety in what
would be just another in the collection of one-dimensional characters in
this rather stolid but nonetheless solid production directed by Jim Petosa.
Finally, there is the fact that this same play, in a different translation
with a new adaptation, will be opening next month at the Shakespeare Theatre
Company. It will be fascinating to be able to compare and contrast the two
productions. You needn't think of this merely as doing your homework for the
later production, however, because there are pleasures to be had here, even if
most of Ibsen's characters seem somewhat simplistic as they face a conflict
of interest this time out.
Storyline: A respected medical doctor who serves on
the staff of a Norwegian health spa discovers the presence of contaminating
bacteria in the spa's water supply, and tries to get the town officials,
including his brother the Mayor, to undertake the necessary corrective
actions. They, on the other hand, see the discovery more as a threat to their economic
well being than to the health of their patrons, and conspire to silence him.
You can't escape the comparison to Peter Benchley's
novel Jaws, which Steven Spielberg made into such a compelling movie.
Of course, here the threat to public health and safety on the one hand and
to the economic fortunes of a small town on the other is something
considerably smaller and harder to detect than a shark. Indeed, the play
dates to 1882, a time when not everyone understood or accepted the germ
theory of illness which Louis Pasteur had proposed just a decade before. Thus, the doctor's father-in-law can't quite comprehend that
there are "invisible animals" coming from his slaughter house to threaten
the health of tourists "taking the waters" at the town's new spa. What Benchley and Spielberg made amazingly taut, nail bitingly tense and scary
enough to keep a generation of beach goers out of the surf, however, is tame
and stale here. There's no suspense at all, although it may reinforce some
people's reluctance to venture into a town meeting.
It is left to the actors to make the evening watchable,
and there are a host of fine actors in this cast who draw your eye and give
you reason to sit up and take notice. The aforementioned James Slaughter, for
one, adds to his rather impressive list of fine performances at Olney.
Christopher Lane builds to moments of high dudgeon with skill and when he
lets loose, he really lets loose. Jeffries Thaiss may not find any
opportunities for subtlety, but he is marvelously smarmy as the newspaper
editor who believes you print moral stories in the back pages so your
readers will believe the lies you print in the front. On the other end of the spectrum lies Kip Pierson, whose portrayal of the
editor's assistant goes too far in its intensity, reminiscent of Strother Martin at his most orgasmic,
and Julie-Ann Elliot, who, despite considerable charm and dignity, still
can't quite overcome a script that calls for her to respond with alacrity to
to an instruction from her husband "Katherine. Have the floor scrubbed where
he spat!"
Whoever is responsible for the design decision to
place lights under the floor surrounding the stage should get a special
mention, for it lends such an ominous feel to so many superbly appropriate
moments as Petosa blocks the scenes to place his actors standing over them
at just the right times. It may have been James Kronzer who designed the set
in such a way as to have the lights ring the playing space, even at the rear
of the stage under the thresholds of the four huge doors that are the
principal feature of the design. Or it may have been the suggestion of
lighting designer Daniel MacLean Wagner. Of course, it may have been
Petosa's idea all along. Whichever, it is a fine example of the
effectiveness that results when all the members of a design team are working
together in concert.
Written by Henrik Ibsen. Translated by Rolf Fjelde.
Directed by Jim Petosa. Design: James Kronzer (set) Howard Vincent Kurtz
(costumes) Daniel MacLean Wagner (lights) Jarett Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh
(photography) Jess W. Speaker, III (stage manager). Cast: Bradley Bowers,
Julie-Ann Elliott, Tim Getman, Lindsey Haynes, Carter Jahncke, Christopher
Lane, Sean McCoy, Kip Pierson, Richard Pilcher, James Slaughter, Jeffries
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June 27 - July 23, 2006
No End of
Blame |
Running time 2:30 - one intermission
Scenes from the life of a political cartoonist who refuses to compromise his
view of truth
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Olney's Potomac Theatre Project returns to a work that was featured in the
inaugural season in 1987, a forceful, episodic drama by Howard Barker that
spans sixty years. They mount the production on the stage of the old
"Historic Mainstage" theater with the audience not in the seats out front
but in folding chairs backstage, creating a very intimate space for an
intense performance. The house curtain has been drawn and replaced by a
screen allowing rear projection of the disturbing political cartoons of its
main character so the audience knows exactly what the fuss is all about as
the
cartoonist refuses to moderate his world-view over a career that spans two
world wars and a cold war working in Hungary, Russia and England.
Storyline: The career of a political cartoonist is
sketched through vignettes ranging from his battlefield experience in World
War I, his resistance to the control of the political watchdogs of the
Soviet union, and, after his emigration to England, similar efforts to censor
his work for a London paper. Late in his career, he summarizes it all in the
line "Look for truth and, when you find it, shout it. That's my politics."
Barker is said to have based his character of the
cartoonist on Victor Weisz, born in Berlin to a Hungarian-Jewish family.
Weisz was too young to have been on the battlefields of World War I,
however, and he didn't emigrate to the Soviet Union when he fled Germany, he
headed for Britain. Still, his left-leaning, anti-autocratic views and his
acidic brush are in keeping with the portrait painted here. Barker gives him
some biting lines, none more important than those spoken about is own work.
"The cartoon is the lowest form of art, and therefore, the most important
form" and "I feel it, therefore it is (art)." The border between audience
and play is blurred in this production with the cartoonist actually taking a
seat in the front row in a scene or two. This results in blocked sightlines
more than a merger of observer and observed, however.
Usually, the test of a fine performance by an actor is
"the arc," the way the character grows, or at least changes, over the span
of time of the play. Here, it is just the opposite as Paul Morella builds a
portrait of a man who steadfastly refuses to change. Normally, of course,
"change" is equated with "growth" and a man who is no wiser at age 80 than
he was at age 20 could be said to have been a failure. In Barker's
conception, however, the artist Morella portrays is a paragon of
intellectual integrity holding out against all pressures to compromise, to
betray "truth." Change wouldn't be an improvement, it would be a betrayal,
and Morella's artist simply will have none of it. The steadfastness of his
character is captured in Pei Lee's costume design for the show - all the
other performer have multiple costumes for their multiple parts, but Morella
stays in his stained and threadbare outfit for all the scenes from the
battlefield in World War I to the offices of a London newspaper in the
1980s.
The supporting cast is comprised of local
professionals and students from Middlebury College in Vermont where the
co-founder of the Potomac Theatre Project and director of this production,
Richard Romagnoli, is the Chair of Theater. As might be expected, the
professionals are the most impressive, creating strong sketches of the
characters who come in and out of the story. Richard Pilcher, Helen Hedman
and Nigel Reed are each a pleasure to watch as they do their work. Among the
students, Rishabh Kashyap stands out, especially in the opening scene when
he's Morella's battlefield buddy in the Carpathian Mountains on the Eastern
Front at the end of World War I. He and Morella work exceptionally well
together in that opening blast of words and emotions that kick things off.
Written by Howard Barker. Directed by Richard
Romagnoli. Design: Alexander Cooper (set) Pei Lee (costumes) Justin Thomas
(lights) Matthew M. Nielson (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Keri Schultz
(stage manager). Cast: Jonathan Ellis, Helen Hedman, Rebecca Kanengiser,
Rishabh Kashyap, Jeanne LaSala, Paul Morella, Richard Pilcher, Nigel Reed,
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May 24 - June 18, 2006
The Elephant
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Reviewed May 27
Running time 2:25 - one intermission
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Includes brief nudity
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Two years ago, Olney's Artistic Director Jim Petosa directed this
challenging play at the small Catalyst Theatre Company on Capitol Hill with
its Artistic Director, Scott Fortier playing the title character. Petosa's
vision was a finely tuned, highly atmospheric presentation that took as
its central feature a line from the play about its historically-based
character being highly polished "like a mirror that reflects each of
us." Played out amid mirrors and reflective panels, the story of physically
deformed but mentally and artistically gifted John Merrick, and the people
who populated his world at the end of his short life, was given more than a
surface shine, it is presented in all its multiple facets. Both Fortier and
Olney's frequent featured actress, Valerie Leonard, were nominated for Helen
Hayes Awards for their work in that production. Now, Petosa remounts the
piece for the larger new Mainstage at his home company, and again he has the
services of Fortier and Leonard. Again Fortier's performance is superb and
Leonard is, if anything, even better than she was before. Christopher Lane
has joined the cast, lending his intense stage presence to a role played
before by Peter Finnegan.
Storyline: History records that the deformed John Merrick was plucked from
a Victorian freak show to be protected and studied in a hospital in 1884. He
became a mover in London’s high society before his death in 1890. Bernard
Pomerance’s Tony Award winning play explores serious issues of social values
and human worth.
It was the playwright's fortuitous choice to
have the horribly deformed "elephant man" portrayed by an actor without any
help from makeup or special prosthetic devices. Because the concentration on
Merrick's humanity is achieved through this lack of artifice, it requires an
actor of inordinate talent, skill and taste. Some chose to play it with only
a hint of deformity, usually with a limp and a twisted arm. Here Scott
Fortier twists much more than an arm. In the early scene where his
discoverer, Dr. Treves, presents his case at the London hospital where he
practices, Fortier's posture and facial muscles take on the characteristics
described. While none of the "grotesque protuberances" actually grow on
Fortier's slight frame, his arm appears to shrivel up into his chest, his
head seems to fall of its own weight over onto one shoulder and his face
contorts to the extent that he is only barely able to speak. Yet speak he
does, delivering with apparent difficulty but great dignity - and not a
little humor - the lines Pomerance gives Merrick to reveal the intellect,
the poise and the innate humor of the man. It is the mark of Fortier's own
intellect, poise and humor, that, having saddled his performance with the
weight of its own version of elephantiasis, he manages to let the humanity
of his subject shine through.
Valerie Leonard has polished the humor as
well as the compassion in her performance of the first woman capable of
seeing beyond the surface deformity to treat Merrick as a human being with
charms, strengths, weaknesses and needs. Christopher Lane returns to the
Olney stage to assume the role of Dr. Treves and he gives it a dignified if
less fully rounded interpretation than Finnegan brought to Catalyst's
version. The rest of the cast double or even triple on smaller roles.
(Even Leonard does a bit of doubling, appearing as one of the two "pinheads"
in the freak show.) James Konicek creates both a marvelously pompous Bishop
and a superbly selfish handler of freaks at the freak show. John Dow and
James Slaughter give rather mechanical performances as, among others, the
hospital director and a financier, which results in the opening sequence of
the second act being a bit confusing as to just how it relates to the case
of John Merrick. Leonard and Fortier promptly get the show back on track,
however.
A new design team handles their duties no
less satisfyingly than did the Catalyst team. One key feature of the
production that has changed but remains extremely effective is the use of an
oboist as accompanist. At Catalyst the small playing space necessitated
placing the oboist directly on stage. Here, a different oboist, Martha
Goldstein, is placed below and to the side but still very visible. She's
playing music she has improvised around a few evocative classical pieces
(one by Shumann) rather than playing the original score composed for the
Catalyst production by Jesse Terrill. Music has always been a feature of the
play. The original Broadway production had a cellist playing works of Bach,
Saint-Saëns, Elgar and others, while the revival had incidental music
composed by Philip Glass. Goldstein's improvisations give a period-proper
feeling to this story of Victorian London and adds to the allure of the
production.
Written by Bernard Pomerance. Directed by Jim
Petosa. Design: Jon Savage (set) Kathleen Geldard (costumes) Stacey Wilson
(wigs) Charlie Morrison (lights) Jarett Pisani (sound)
James Slaughter (dialect coach) Stan Barouh (photography) Tim Burt (stage
manager). Cast: John Dow, Scott Fortier, James Konicek, Christopher
Lane, Valerie Leonard, Barbara Pinolini, James Slaughter. Musician: Martha
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Anything Goes |
Reviewed April 15
Running time 2:35 - one intermission
A bright and tuneful '30s musical
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Cole Porter's bright and cheerful musical floats nicely along for most of
the time with a solid pair of young lovers and an even better top-banana
comic. With a score that includes Porter gems such as “I Get a Kick Out of You,” “All
Through The Night, ” “You’re the Top” and the classic title tune, the score
has been the strength of the piece since its 1934 debut, while various
re-writes have interpolated other Porter tunes such as "It's De-Lovely" and
"Friendship" to strengthen even this treasure trove of tunes. Christopher Youstra's small pit band supports it all with a solid swinging sound much
stronger and fuller than could be expected from just six players, perhaps in
part because the reed player doesn't double or triple up on instruments but
quadruples, switching tones and timbres at will. The real pleasure of the
show is the work of Ray Ficca as a gangster insulted by being only Public
Enemy #13, who disguises himself as a priest to avoid the FBI - it's that
kind of plot!
Storyline:
Cole Porter’s 1934 musical comedy is set at sea as the SS America sails out
of Manhattan. The hero has stowed away in order to be with the girl he loves
who is sailing to England to fulfill her mother's dream - she's to marry an
English Lord. A runaway gangster, who is embarrassed to be only public enemy
#13, helps the hero impersonate public enemy #1 who has missed the boat. In
this way, our hero hopes to avoid being discovered as a stowaway and locked
in the brig where he can't woo his sweetheart. Everyone on board falls under
the spell of this "celebrity" except for one - the girl he loves.
The show itself has an interesting history,
one of those Broadway legends of a show saved at the last minute. When it
began rehearsals in 1934 it was a light musical comedy about a ship wreck
with a book by Guy Bolton and P. G. Wodehouse.
Before it opened, however, the passenger liner S.S. Morro Castle
caught fire off the coast of New Jersey with the loss over 100 lives. With
newsreel footage filling the new movie houses with pictures of the beached
and burned out hulk, this was no time for jokes about a ship wreck. Howard
Lindsay and Russell Crouse (young men who went on to write such big hits as
The Sound of Music) were called in to re-write. This production uses
a 1962 script prepared for an off-Broadway revival that starred Hal Linden
which added a few lesser known Porter songs like "Heaven Hop" and "Let's
Misbehave" (both from 1928's Paris) and "Friendship" (from 1939's
Du Barry Was a Lady.)
Director Brad Watkins keeps things moving at a fair
pace but avoids skipping over the skimpy plot-setting material, That is a
good thing since the convoluted twists and turns need to be clear in order
to be easy to dismiss. If you are spending your time trying to figure out
just why the nightclub singer is perfect for a revival gospel number, you
won't have time to enjoy just how well she belts out "Blow, Gabriel Blow."
It appears that sound designer Matt Nielson struggles mightily with the
inherent brittleness of Olney's new theater, and, despite a few glitches
with
the wireless microphones, does a commendable job. Still, the show has a
sharpness that makes many of the sequences seem like tap numbers even when
they aren't meant that way. Watkins does make a few missteps, however, as he
tries to zip up that which is already zippy enough. The big tap number
"Heaven Hop" is staged, for example, using stage fog. The idea must have
been to simulate having the chorus tap dancing on clouds, but the effect is
simply to obscure their feet, and, as Gower Champion found out, the sight of
tapping feet is a crowd pleaser.
Kevin Bernard makes a smooth leading man who can croon
and swing a dance partner across the stage with style. Laura Schutter is his
partner in this, and while she has a good voice and can dance nicely, she
lacks some of the youthful vivacity that would make the part a delight.
Strangely, there is one in the cast who seems just perfect for the role but
is, instead, playing the second-banana comic role - Erin Driscoll. At the
performance we attended the starring role of the night club singer which was
written specifically for a young Ethel Merman, and, therefore, has fabulous
songs to belt out to the balcony, was handled by understudy Kristen Jepperson. We can't report on how good Karlah Hamilton is in the role - but
we can say that Jepperson is fully up to the task and sells her numbers with
all the energy they require.
Music and Lyrics by Cole Porter. Book by Guy Bolton,
P.G. Wodehouse, Howard Lindsay and Russel Crouse. Directed by Brad Watkins.
Musical direction by Christopher Youstra. Choreography by Ilona Kessell.
Design: James Wolk (set) Howard Vincent Kurtz (costumes) Larry Munsey (wigs)
Charlie Morrison (lights) Matt Nielson (sound) Stan Barouh (photography)
Renee E. Yancey (stage manager). Cast: Kevin Bernard, Michael Bunce, Debra
Buonaccorsi, William Cortez-Statham, John Dow, Erin Driscoll, Ray Ficca,
Erica Hamilton, Karlah Hamilton, Evan Hoffmann, David Jennings, Kristen Jepperson, Karl Kippola, Eva Kolig, Rachel Kopf, Rachel Lee, Jonathan Owen,
Ernie Pruneda, Mishi Schueller, Laura Schutter, Steve Tipton. |
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The Heiress |
Reviewed February 18
Running time 2:45 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for superb staging of an
absorbing story
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Click here to buy the novella |
Henry James' novella, Washington Square, comes to life on Olney's new
mainstage with performances that ring true in a solid staging by John Going.
He rightly places the emphasis on the story, for James' story, as adapted
for the stage by Augustus and Ruth Goetz, is strong enough to keep the play
in constant revivals for decades. It also made a highly successful movie in
1949 with Olivia de Haviland and Montgomery Clift. That the story is clearly
told, however, is not half as important as that Ted van Griethuysen plays
the imperious Dr. Sloper. What a pleasure to watch the man blend his own
stage persona with the requirements of this role with such seamlessness.
Storyline: In 1850 the daughter of a wealthy doctor in
New York's fashionable Washington Square is courted by a charming young man.
Her father believes the young man is only interested in the fortune she
inherited from her mother, who died in childbirth, and the additional
fortune she will receive upon his death. She draws $10,000 a year from her
mother's estate and will have an additional $20,000 a year upon her father's
death for a total annual income that would equal two thirds of a million
dollars today. She is, her father insists, plain and shy, and the only thing that could attract a charming suitor would be money.
Van Griethuysen's portrayal of the doctor is rich,
smooth, dignified, detailed and full of touches that reveal a complex core
under a polished exterior. It is a challenging role for an actor, for the
doctor tries his best to maintain his privacy and not reveal his inner self
even to the members of his family, yet the psychic scars that mar his
character must be clear to the audience. Van Griethuysen lets you see and
even feel those scars without violating Victorian decorum for a moment.
It helps, of course, to have the rest of the cast
delivering high quality performances as well. In this, the production is
very fortunate. Effie Johnson, as the daughter, makes the transition
from shy and retiring girl with no hope of believing anyone could find her
attractive to giddy fiancée, and then from devastated victim to mature,
commanding adult. Her posture changes with each transition as she almost
literally develops a backbone. Jeffries Thaiss is almost too smooth as the
suitor but turns that to his benefit as his character reaps what he sowed.
Halo Wines is fun to watch as she twitters in the role of the elderly aunt
and Julie-Ann Elliott is impressive in her one scene with Van Griethuysen as the suitor's sister who defends him and her family without
violating her own principles of honesty and dignity.
This handsome production features costumes which
capture both time and social standing and an impressive set that represents the pinnacle of upper class society in the finest
neighborhood of the nation's largest city. The set stretches across the
wide playing space of Olney's new mainstage to such an extent that it is
almost too spacious, but the use of semi-transparent scrim to reveal not
only the entrance hall behind one wall but then the city's skyline beyond
the next, gives it an ethereal feel that allows such an expanse even if the
real town houses along Washington Square would have drawing rooms something
less than forty feet in width. The scrim also allows the
lighting to create some of the most memorable of the stage pictures of
Going's staging, the candle-lit disappearance up the main staircase of,
first, the doctor and, later, the daughter. Both linger in the mind's eye.
Written by Augustus and Ruth Goetz. Adapted from the
novella by Henry James. Directed by John Going. Design: James Wolk (set) Liz
Covey (costumes) Anne Nesmith (wigs) Nancy Schertler (lights) Jarett Pisani
(sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Jenna Henderson (stage manager). Cast:
Julie-Ann Elliott, Patricia Hurley, Beth Hylton, Effie Johnson, Jesse Mays,
Faith Potts, Jeffries Thaiss, Ted van Griethuysen, Halo Wines. |
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November 16 - December 31,
2005
Oliver! |
Reviewed November 26
Running time 2:15 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for a solid production of a well known musical
v Brief moments of violence
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Lionel Bart's musical based on the tale by Charles Dickens is a unique
combination of the dark seriousness of Dickens' tale of the rotten
underbelly of London society at the height of the terrors of the industrial
revolution, and the humor and optimism the denizens of those slums use to
keep despair at a distance. Brad Watkins' staging captures both extremes,
and as a result, there is a richness to his production that should satisfy
entire families. With a bright performance by Andrew Long as a likable
Fagan, the master of the band of young thieves, and the clear voice of Peggy
Yates as the barmaid who has the great songs "It's A Fine Life" and "As Long
As He Needs Me," the evening offers many pleasures.
Storyline: The basic tale of Charles Dickens'
"Oliver Twist" is compressed into two and a half hours with sixteen songs.
In a London orphanage, young Oliver has the temerity to beg for a second
helping of gruel and is summarily sold off to an undertaker who needs a
child mourner for his funerals. He escapes that fate only to be taken into a
gang of pickpockets run by Mr. Fagan. He's wrongly arrested for picking a
pocket when he was only observing the technique of his tutor, the Artful
Dodger. In the meantime, barmaid Nancy has difficulties with her abusive
lover Bill Sikes. When Oliver's accuser turns out to be a wealthy gentleman
who, finding that he wrongly accused the lad, takes him under his
protection, Bill Sikes sees a way to profit but Nancy comes to the boy's
rescue with fatal results.
Dickens'
sprawling story with dozens of major characters had to be compressed and
streamlined in order to fit within the confines of a single evening. Bart
used the techniques of British music halls with their broad
characterizations, simple humor and energetic musical numbers to move the
story along briskly. He kept Dickens' horde of urchins, giving a youthful
vigor and charm to the piece, with Oliver himself singing the lovely "Where
is Love?" and the Artful Dodger participating in the merriment with "I'd Do
Anything."
The role of Fagan is the adult backbone of
the story and any successful production requires a strong performance in the
role. Andrew Long brings a positive attitude and a glimmer of humor to the
part. His take on the second act big number for the character, "Reviewing
the Situation," is refreshingly new. Supporting singers are very good as
well with notable work by Stephen Carter-Hicks and Monica Lijewski who team
up for "I Shall Scream" and Eleasha Gamble who adds her rich voice to the
four-part "Who Will Buy?" two pairs of young performers alternate in the
title role and the counterpart "Artful Dodger." The disappointment of the
night is Brian Sgambati who seems completely wrong for the supposedly
terrifying Bill Sikes. He should be horrifyingly threatening from the first
notes of "My Name!" Instead, he is a slight presence. His voice doesn't
boom. Indeed, if often doesn't even find the note.
Among the joys of this solid production are
the playing of the quintet in the orchestra pit and the excellent reduction
of the original orchestrations for just five players. Musical Director
Christopher Youstra took the charts provided with the script which called
for four reeds, four horns, two percussionists and a full string section and
created parts for just one woodwind, one violin, a bass, a percussionist and
a piano. His reduced charts enhance the color and lilt of the originals
while providing every bit as much of the atmospheric support the score
demands. It helps, of course, that he had Carolyn Agria who can handle
flute, clarinet and bass clarinet with aplomb (her playing on "I'd Do
Anything" is a joy) and Karen Galvin on violin who can do great underscoring
when called upon, but can also duplicate the unique klezmer-style sound
required for Long's marvelous solo on "Reviewing the Situation."
Music, lyrics and book by Lionel Bart.
Directed by Brad Watkins. Choreography by Ilona Kessell. Music direction by
Christopher Youstra. Fight choreography by Robb Hunter. Design: James
Kronzer (set) Howard Vincent Kurtz (costumes) Anne Nesmith (wigs and hair)
Charlie Morrison (lights) Stan Barouh (photography) Tim Burt (stage
manager). Cast: Gregory Atkin, Jimmy Bellinger, J. Bradley Bowers or Ethan Langsdorf-Willoughby, A.K. Brink,
Stephen Carter-Hicks, William Cortez-Stratham, Adam Donovan or Zack
Phillips, Charlie Eichler, Helena Farhi, Eleasha Gamble, Katherine E. Hill, Wendell
Jordan, Karl Kippola, Dana Krueger, Monica Lijewski, Andrew Long, Kelsey
Mac, Mike Mainwaring, Madeline McCabe, Christopher "CJ" Rager, Brian Sgambati,
Jordan Silver, Thomas A. Simpson, Lynn Sharp Spears, Andy Tonken, Meghan Touey, Zack Vaz,
Bryan Williams, Peggy Yates. |
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October 5 - 30, 2005
Morning's at
Seven |
Reviewed October 7
Running time 2:40 - two intermissions
A handsome presentation of a sentimental piece of nostalgia
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An impeccable recreation of small-town Americana sits lovingly on Olney's
"historic mainstage." It is populated by a quartet of sisters and their
immediate family in Paul Osborn's play which may well have felt nostalgic
the day it premiered on Broadway in 1939. Each of the sisters has individual
traits that make her interesting and they share a basic civility that makes
it a pleasure to spend time with them. The plot of this gentle drama seems a
bit strained, but it progresses easily toward fully understandable
resolution that feels right for each of the four women. The performances
range from just right, in the case of Halo Wines and Anne Stone, to
strangely over-mannered in the case of Andrew Polk as the only offspring of
any of the sibling quartet.
Storyline: In a small town in middle-America
in the 1930's
four sisters live out their lives in close proximity. One lives with her
husband and one sister in a home sharing a backyard with the home another
sister shares with her husband and her grown son. The fourth lives a few
blocks away but walks over for a visit much more often than her husband
would like. After nine years of courtship, the one offspring brings his
fiancée home to meet his parents, setting off a string of reactions.
The program says the play takes place "some 80
years ago," which would make it 1935. However, the world it portrays is the
emotional landscape of the sisters, who, being in their sixties, have lived
in the same town with each other since the 1880s. It was written during the
heyday of well-constructed human comedy/dramas, premiering in the same year
as William Saroyan's The Time of Your Life, Lindsay and Crouse's
Life With Father, and only a year after Thornton Wilders' Our Town.
(Is it coincidence that these sisters family name is Gibbs?) It was much
less successful than any of those, and less successful than Osborn's biggest
hit, On Borrowed Time. Its sentimental feeling of nostalgia, however,
gives it staying power without seeming out of date just because it is dated.
John Going directs with an emphasis on the
distinctiveness of each of the characters. That is the kind way of saying
that there seems to be a premium on quirkiness. It is interesting to note
that the less quirkiness each performer gives his or her character, the
easier it is to accept them as real people. In addition to the warmly human
work of Halo Wines and Anne Stone, John Dow and James Slaughter come across
as quite believable as the husbands of two of the sisters, while Dane Knell
is harder to accept as the other husband and Andrew Polk the hardest of all
as the forty year old mamma's boy of a son. Polk unnecessarily
incorporates physical mannerisms that suggest retardation or a mental
condition, and not just a case of arrested development attached to his
mothers apron strings. Paula Gruskiewicz, on the other hand, gives her
character of the long-waiting fiancée a whiney sound that is very effective
at explaining just why she would have held on year after year to the hope
that the boy would finally marry her.
Set designer James Wolk deserves great
credit for the attraction of this show, for his highly detailed set of the
two neighboring Victorian back porches draws the audience into the world of
the show even before the play begins. Going uses the fact that interior
rooms are visible through screen doors and windows. He has life go right on
inside while the drama is playing out outside. Neil McFadden's sound effects
are subtler than his musical selections between the three acts. The sounds
of crickets, dogs barking, birds chirping and such help make the world seem
real while Tom Sturge's twilighting is highly effective as are Liz Covey's
period-specific costumes which seem as lived in as real clothing.
Written by Paul Osborn. Directed by John
Going. Design: James Wolk (set) Liz Covey (costumes) Anne Nesmith (wigs) Tom
Sturge (lights) Neil McFadden (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Jess W.
Speaker III (stage manager). Cast: John Dow, Paula Gruskiewicz, Sally Kemp,
Dane Knell, Nancy McDoniel, Andrew Polk, James Slaughter, Anne Stone, Halo
Wines. |
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August 10 - September 11,
2005
The Miracle
Worker |
Reviewed August 12
Running time 2:30 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages pick for dramatic intensity and two fabulous performances
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A marvelous production is offered for your first
visit to Olney's 429-seat "New Mainstage," a welcomed addition to the
Potomac Region's growing stock of new quality theater spaces. The theater
has a nicely raked nine-row main floor with a four-row balcony overhanging
only two and a half rows of orchestra seating. Its fairly plain, functional
appearance (wooden wall panels that aid acoustics, exposed lighting poles,
etc.) and very comfortable seats with good leg room, each with a clear view
of the playing space, gives the house a feel that is a mixture of the
strengths of other new spaces - sort of Round House's plusher similar space
in Bethesda executed with a touch of Woolly Mammoth's more industrial
aesthetic.
Storyline: In 1887 the
parents of deaf and blind Helen Keller appeal to a school for the blind in
Massachusetts to send a governess for their daughter. Annie Sullivan, nearly
blind herself, comes to be more than a governess. She becomes a teacher,
reaching her intelligent charge and opening the world to her through a
system of hand spelling and her own determination to do more than simply
taking care of her physical needs.
This play is often remembered as the play about Helen
Keller, but, as this sensitive production proves, it is really about two
remarkable people, Helen Keller and Annie Sullivan. It is also about their
symbiotic relationship - how each met a need in the other - and about
parental love and duty. But mostly, its about Helen and Annie. In Jim Petosa's sensitive realization, the two are evenly matched with superb
performances by Carolyn Pasquantonio and MaryBeth Wise. It may come as some
surprise that the Helen here is Pasquantonio who played the six and a half
year old Helen over a dozen years ago, earning a Helen Hayes Award
nomination for Outstanding Supporting Actress in a play in 1993 opposite the
same MaryBeth Wise as Annie. The question for most is going to be "how can
an adult play a child?" The answer is: "Very well, indeed." It
isn't often played with age accuracy anyway - even
Patty Duke, who won acclaim in the original production on Broadway and
subsequent movie version, was a teenager when she first tackled the role.
Pasquantonio, who is no teenager, let alone a six year old, makes you
accept her as Helen completely in just her first few moments on stage. You
probably won't think of the issue again until you are in your car on the way
home. During the play you will be too involved to be wondering such things.
The team of Pasquantonio and Wise establishes a
balance between the two characters that makes the play work superbly. This
Annie Sullivan is every bit as fascinating a character as is Helen Keller,
and her reaction to the challenge presented by her determination to reach
Helen is compelling. The physical intensity of their battles is fully
realized, but it is the smaller touches - the gestures and fleeting facial
expressions - which communicate inner thoughts that make these performances
so impressive. Also notable are Helen Hedman as Keller's young mother and
James Slaughter as her older father. As her brother, Max Rosenak manages to
lay the groundwork for his climactic confrontation over the treatment for
Helen so that it works very nicely. It is also nice to see Halo Wines
included in the inaugural production of the new house for the theater
company at which she has been so active for so long, even if she doesn't do
much with her role as Keller's aunt.
As the first set to grace the stage of Olney's New
Mainstage, James Kronzer's creation establishes a high standard for future
productions. It features a raked platform representing first the home of the
Kellers and then, after sliding portions aside to make it an even smaller
space, the cottage where Sullivan made so much progress with Keller.
Hovering in Daniel MacLean Wagner's dimly lit background is a giant door
which leads to and from the rest of the world. It is a striking world hemmed in by
a somewhat superfluous structure of shards. One aspect of note is that he
suspended his platform just inches above the stage floor which created a
reverberation chamber similar to the sound box of a guitar. Whether a result
of this technique or of the work of sound designer David McKeever, the
effect of stomping, pounding and flailing about on that floor in these
violently physical scenes added to their impact.
Written by William Gibson. Directed by Jim Petosa.
Design: James Kronzer (set) Pei Lee (costumes) Daniel MacLean Wagner
(lights) David McKeever (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Eileen Kelly
(stage manager). Cast: Jermaine Crawford, Ashly Ruth Fishell, Helen Hedman,
Carolyn Pasquantonio, James Slaughter, Max Rosenak, Chinasa Ogbuagu, Halo
Wines, MaryBeth Wise, Christopher Yates. |
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July 15 - August 7, 2005
Lovesong Of
The Electric Bear |
Reviewed July 17
Part of the Potomac Theatre Festival
Running time 2:20 - one intermission
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Stages Pick for one great performance and one superb one |
Imagine, if you will, the famous movie scene of ET and Elliot taking flight
on a bicycle, but rather than flying off out of danger, the flight leads to
an entire life of struggle and accomplishment. Playwright Snoo Wilson
imagined such an event and Cheryl Faraone, in simple but effective pieces
of staging, uses it to create the right atmosphere for this intriguing
bio-play. It helps that the un-human member of this pair, a teddy bear with
a combination of intelligence and command of time and space, happens to be
played by Tara Giordano in her most incandescent performance to date, and
that the boy with problems is the splendid Aubrey Deeker. Together, they
make this rather peculiar play the one to see in this year's satisfying
troika of shows in Olney's Mulitz-Gudelski Theatre Lab.
Storyline: The short but spectacular life of
Englishman Alan Turing is re-enacted as seen through the eyes of the teddy
bear he clung to in times of stress. That life included major advances in
mathematical theory at Cambridge before World War II, important
breakthroughs in cryptography as part of the code breaking efforts
during the war, and key concepts in the development of the digital computer
after the war. Then his world came crashing down after his arrest for
homosexual activity. The bear's abilities can't prevent his success at
suicide at age forty two.
Giordano finds the point between the cute juvenile
fantasy embodied in the image of a teddy bear and the intellectually challenging
maturity of a grown life-long friend to create a character that is the heart
of the piece. Her performance is so strong that the small black box theater
seems tighter, smaller and more immediate when she's on stage, which
fortunately, is a good deal of the time. She's just as cute as you would
expect a teddy bear to be, but this is no silly Pooh Bear nor a super cuddly
Paddington Bear. Instead, she really is the intellect of Turing trying to
make sense of his world, and his life.
Deeker proved what a marvelously physical performer he
is in the dance-like magic of Mary's
Wedding at the Theater Alliance last year. Again here, he makes the
physical mannerisms of his character tell a great deal about his inner
thoughts and his attitudes. From small touches like his constant nail biting
to great big effects such as his leap from a bicycle, the performance is
quite a ride.
The first act of the script is the stronger of the
two. It is filled with events and observations that capture and keep the
attention. Wilson throws in a few less developed scenes in the second act,
especially for the segments covering Turing's visit to New York. There's a
drag cabaret (titled in a predictable piece of time warping "The J Edgar
Hoover Follies") and a Central Park encounter that tend to slow things down
a bit even given the good work of cast members as fine as Andrew Zox and
James O' Dunn. Things get back on track, however, in plenty of time to leave
you with the feeling that your time with this particular bear has been very
well spent.
Written by Snoo Wilson. Directed by Cheryl Faraone.
Design: Alexander Cooper (production design) Brandon R. McWilliams
(costumes) Jarett Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh (photographer) Kate Mielke and Corinne J. Slagle (stage
managers). Cast: Aubrey Deeker, James O. Dunn, Tara Giordano, Lucas Kavner,
Valerie Leonard, Meghan Nesmith, Julia Proctor, Andrew Zox. |
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July 14 - August 7, 2005
Press Conference, The American
Dream and
One For The Road |
Reviewed July 17
Part of the Potomac Theatre Festival
Running time 2:15 - one intermission
Strong performances deliver notable wordplay
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Click here to buy Pinter's script |
The announcement was of three short pieces for this one installment of the
Potomac Theatre Festival in Olney's Mulitz-Gudelski Theatre Lab. It turns
out that one, the American premiere of Harold Pinter's short
sketch, Press Conference, is more prologue to his One for the Road
than a stand-alone piece. It plays like an introduction, with typical Pinter
language that hints at so much more than it actually reveals. Director
Richard Romagnoli segues directly into Pinter's full one-act exercise in
visible human anguish. All this takes place after a spirited mounting of Edward Albee's
more abstract piece which fits a classic definition of "theater of the
absurd" - using ridiculous situations to illustrate the essential
irrationality of
the human condition. Being Albee, of course, it is a dark and threatening
condition that is being indicted while the language is bright, crystalline
and frequently acerbic.
Storyline: Two short sessions with two playwrights
whose work seems addressed to the same audience. Albee's exercise finds an
unconventional family of a "Mommy" a "Daddy" and "Grandma" awaiting some
unspecified fate, while Pinter's man, wife and daughter have already found
their dreaded fate as they undergo interrogation in a particularly
malevolent version of good-cop/bad-cop.
Opening with Albee's family of dreamers who don't
share the same dream, the pairing finds Valerie Leonard, Nigel Reed and
Vivienne Shub trading zingers and arguing over nothing and everything as
they wait for whoever it is that the dialogue lets us know is late. Each is
distinctive with clearly etched characteristics - Leonard in confident
control, Reed henpecked, Shub cantankerous. Shub is particularly delightful
as she breaks the fourth wall to address the audience with her views of her
children's foibles and the fate of the elderly. Things are clarified only a
bit by the arrival of Rebecca Martin, the one they have been waiting for.
After all, how much clarity can come from an entrance where the hosts ask
her not "can we take your coat" but "would you like to take off your dress"
. . . and she does? No, sense is not what this about.
After intermission Richard Pilcher, who will be the
smarmy interrogator of the unfortunate family that has come under his
control, appears in a Press Conference where he fields questions as the
former minister of national security, now the new minister of culture. He
sees no conflict between running the secret police and supporting culture
("We believe in dissent. It should be kept under the bed where it belongs.")
His views of children ("We abducted them and brought them up properly. Or we
killed them.") and women ("We raped the women. It was part of an educational
process.") Pilcher's delivery is chillingly unctuous and sets up his
character for the longer piece to follow.
In One For The Road Pilcher keeps pouring himself one
more drink ("don't worry, I can handle my liquor") as he interrogates first
a stoic but internally terrified Nigel Reed, then his confused little
daughter and finally his wife, a dazed Julia Proctor. None of the physical
violence of the interrogation process takes place on stage. The off-stage
violence obviously involves beatings and multiple rapes and the physical
scars are plain to see. It is the on-stage mental cruelty which is most
horrifying, however. While Pilcher's performance is commanding in the most
appropriate meaning of the term, it is Reed's that is most impressive, for he
manages to convey in posture and gesture so much that is there in the
incident but not in the text. He has only a very few lines in his first
scene, but a great deal of what spins through his character's mind is made
painfully clear.
Written by Edward Albee and Harold Pinter. Directed by
Richard Romagnoli. Design: Alexander Cooper (production
design) Brandon R. McWilliams (costumes) Jarett Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh (photographer) Kate Mielke
and Corinne J. Slagle (stage managers). Cast: Daniel di Tomasso, Rachel Dunlap, Valerie
Leonard, Rebecca Martin, Richard Pilcher, Julia Proctor, Nigel Reed, Vivienne Shub. |
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July 13 - August 7, 2005
Somewhere In
The Pacific |
Reviewed July 17
Part of the Potomac Theatre Festival
Running time 1:15 - no intermission
Capable performances can't overcome weaknesses in the material |
Mr. Roberts was never like this! Neal Bell, who provided the
satisfying scripts for Therese Raquin and
Monster, has written a message
drama that is more message than drama which Jim Petosa directs with a flair
for visuals. However, even the swinging sailors attempting a dalliance in
the rigging can't distract from the fact that Bell seems more interested in
a theatrical lecture on the issue of homophobia than even the randy Marines
are interested in sexual release. Petosa's flair comes to the rescue from
time to time, but then even he falters with a visual cliché about the enemy
that feels even more offensive in the twenty-first century than some of the
homophobia of the mid-twentieth that is Bell's ostensive subject.
Storyline: On a troop ship somewhere in the Pacific
late in the Second World War the sailors and marines bake in the heat, sweat
in anticipation of the horrors of combat and struggle with the twin forces
of sexual need and homophobia either felt or feared. Into the mix comes
notice of the death of the skipper's son in combat and a story that some of
the marines on board served with him and may have known him to succumb to
sexual temptation with at least one man.
Lets deal with the prurience first. Petosa avoids
nudity completely and simulated sex acts almost completely. This is not a
voyeuristic voyage. Costume designer Brandon R. McWilliams' skivvies
displays the male physique without excess. Still, there's plenty of heat
apparent and the sweat appears real and well earned.
The Marines being carried from one battle to the next
are a grimy, sweaty bunch with well defined characters ranging from James
Konicek's mature Marine more terrified of the enemy than of anyone's
sexuality, to John Stokvis, whose younger character may find temptations among
the Navy crew of the vessel. Representing that Navy contingent is Bill Army
as a sailor definitely interested in getting together with any Marine
seeking some relief.
While the enlisted men on deck resist or succumb, the
officers above deal with the news of the death of the Captain's son. The
captain is Paul Morella who is not given much opportunity to be anything but
overly distraught. Tim Getman gets a bit more variety into his
portrayal of his executive officer. They all provide competent presentation
and the play does cover a subject rarely portrayed. It would have been
better had it dealt with it with a bit more subtlety and a bit less
sanctimony.
Written by Neal Bell. Directed by Jim Petosa. Design:
Alexander Cooper (production design) Brandon R. McWilliams (costumes) Jarett Pisani (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Kate Mielke
and Corinne J. Slagle (stage managers). Cast: MacLeod Andrews, Bill Army,
James O. Dunn, Tim Getman, James Konicek, Paul Morella, John Stokvis. |
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May 11 - June 12, 2005
Lend Me A
Tenor |
Reviewed May 13
Running time 2:20 - one intermission
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Stages Pick for an elegant production of a riotous
farce
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Ken Ludwig's first, and still most successful
stage comedy, gets an elegant production on the newly renamed "Historic
Mainstage" at Olney where the finishing touches are just being placed on the
"New Mainstage" which will open in August. The
play has become a staple of regional, community, collegiate and high school
theaters ever since its 1989 Tony-Award nominated run came to an end. So why
do a revival at professional standards now? Because it is well constructed
with a plot that moves smoothly from set up to complication to resolution
and it is filled with both funny situations and funny dialogue. In short,
because it is funny and fun. In the hands of the excellent cast and designers of director John
Going's team, the vast majority of the gags land with the intended comic
effect and the evening is, as Ludwig intended it to be, a hoot.
Storyline: On the night of its crucial fund
raising performance of Verdi's Otello, the Cleveland Opera's guest
soloist accidentally takes an overdose of medication. Thinking he is dead,
an assistant dons his costume and goes on in his stead, but the tenor
revives, dons a backup costume and heads off to the theater. Confusion
escalates to farcical proportions as the wife of the real opera star
discovers the girlfriend of the substitute in the arms of a man in Otello's
costume and makeup.
James Kronzer's
cream, crimson and chrome set which greats the audience as they enter the
theater promises a classy presentation of a well known piece. Well detailed,
the two-room/six-door hotel suite holds up to the energetic comings and
goings of this door-slamming farce, contributing a solid thunk for each
slam. Kronzer's work is then matched by Howard Vincent Kurtz' crisp 1930's
costumes as the evening progresses.
The team of John Scherer and Paul Jackel as the
would-be tenor and the real thing match their timing tremendously, hitting
many of the simultaneous marks required of the physical farce. Jackel teams
well with Julie-Ann Elliot as his wife while Scherer builds a nice rapport
with Liz Mamana as his fiancée as well. The real engine that gets things
moving is Allen Fitzpatrick as the manager of the Cleveland Opera. He's a
nervous wreck at the start and escalates to panic with all the appropriate comic
touches.
Valerie Leonard, resplendent in one of Kurtz' finer
creations, an elegant purple evening gown, carries the lunacy further as the
leading lady who thinks seducing the star will advance her career. Also a
kick is Halo Wines appearing to have just as much fun playing the role of
the opera's board member who dresses for the fund raiser in a gown which
Kurtz designs to work with its description ("How do I look?" "Like the
Chrysler Building.") Evan Casey makes a bit less of the role of the
star-struck bell hop than could be expected. The entire cast is put through
their paces twice during the evening - once for the approximately two and a
quarter hours it takes to perform the piece as written, and then again in the
famous choreographed curtain call which repeats or references many of the
sight gags at which the audience laughs again.
Written by Ken Ludwig. Directed by John
Going. Musical consultant, Christopher Youstra. Dialect/Vocal Coach, Nancy
Krebs. Design: James Kronzer (set) Howard Vincent Kurtz (costumes) Anne
Nesmith (wigs) Robert Jared (lights) Matthew Nielson (sound) Stan
Barouh (photography) Shari Silberglitt (stage manager). Cast: Evan Casey,
Julie-Ann Elliott, Allen Fitzpatrick, Paul Jackel, Valerie Leonard, Liz
Mamana, John Scherer, Halo Wines. |
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March 30 - April 24, 2005
Omnium
Gatherum |
Reviewed April 9
Running time 1:40 - no intermission
General admission seating
An intellectual discussion play airing divergent and occasionally disturbing
views on world affairs |
"A dinner party at the end of the world" is how one of the co-authors of
Omnium Gatherum describes their intellectual discussion play which takes
place around a revolving dinner table in the intimate space of the
Mulitz-Gudelsky Theatre Lab. The title, literally "an all-inclusive
gathering" refers both to the guest list at the dinner party being thrown by
a hostess with an uncanny resemblance to the public persona of Martha
Stewart, and to the range of opinions voiced around the table. The authors
create seven archetypes who give voice to many sides of the current debates
over the social and political state of the world today. While the authors
assemble a fairly limited sample of opinions, those that would be found
among the movers and shakers of higher society in New York, they have
presented each of the sides with notable honesty. The result is that some of
the views will be difficult to hear given earnest and honest expression.
Storyline: Sometime after the terrorist
attacks of September 11, 2001, a high society hostess serves a haute cuisine
meal to a gathering of unique personalities - a famous novelist, a feminist
who is a confirmed "vegan" - a vegetarian who won't eat anything with a
face - an Islamic scholar, a British journalist, the author of a book on
spirituality and a fireman who was in the World Trade Center.
The setting may seem like a slice of the real world of
the wealthy literati of New York society, but there are early clues that
this particular dinner party isn't firmly rooted in reality. There's the
hellish red light and smoke emerging from the door to the cellar which seems
to automatically open and close. There's the chime that accompanies the
mysterious appearance of each of the five courses ranging from mini sweet
potato scotch bonnett to lemon poppy seed madelines with salmon, lamb and,
of course, a mélange of microgreens. There's the comment by the hostess that
smoking isn't permitted because the air is imported - there's just smoke
outside. Amidst these clues of something unidentifiably unorthodox about the
gathering, the seven guests, including one surprise guest held to the last
as sort of an intellectual desert, give vibrant voice not only to socially
acceptable, politically correct views but also some that are less attractive
but none the less emphatically held.
This cast is quite good. Helen Hedman presides with a
brittle polish that brooks no challenge. James Slaughter turns on the charm
and then slowly comes under the influence of the wine he so gallantly offers
to open and pour until he is spouting some of the crudest of politically
incorrect utterances. Richard Pelzman needs no alcoholic inducements to his
boorishness, establishing as much with a darted glance as some can with an
entire speech. Peggy Yates adds detail after detail to her portrayal of the
guest that is the ultimate challenge for a hostess, a guest with
philosophical or biological objections to everything on the menu (except the
charred corn salsa side dish), and Michael Anthony Williams brings his
impressive ability to focus on another actor during dialogue, an ability
that pays great dividends in this play which is all about listening to each
other. Only Ida Elrod Eustis fails to clarify her character during the
debate-filled evening, but she does have one memorable moment when she is
called upon to sing even though her character obviously has absolutely no
talent as a vocalist. Eric M. Messner builds his visiting fireman role
slowly but effectively while Jared Swanson, as the last minute surprise
guest, doesn't have the luxury of slow development and, so, bursts onto the
scene to great effect.
This, the Potomac Region premiere of the play, gets a
solid production. Jon Savage's rotating set gives everyone in the theater a
perfect seat as the seven-seat dinner table slowly revolves like a lazy
susan. Interestingly, he sets the table off-center as it rotates while even
further offset is the chandelier of three glowing globes of varying sizes.
Frank Labovityz' costumes are precise reflections of the self-image of each
character. Both lighting and sound add polish. Altogether, the package adds
up to a challenging evening.
Written by Theresa Rebeck and Alexandra
Gersten-Vassilaros. Directed by Halo Wines. Design: Jon Savage (set) Frank
Labovitz (costumes) Alexander Cooper (lights) Karin Graybash (sound) Stan
Barouh (photograpy) Tim Burt (stage manager). Cast: Ida Elrod Eustis, Helen
Hedman, Eric M. Messner, Richard Pelzman, James Slaughter, Jared Swanson,
Michael Anthony Williams, Peggy Yates. |
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February 23 - March 20, 2005
Saint Joan |
Reviewed February 25
Running time 2: 25 - one intermission
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Historical fiction on stage has the same imperative as in a novel: the play
must make the events, attitudes and motivations of the characters clear to
an audience who may not bring to the theater enough knowledge of the story's
period to approach it as they would one set in their contemporary world. In
this production, the inimitable George Bernard Shaw turns his considerable
intellect to the logical, ethical and rational aspects of the story of the
rise and fall Joan of Arc. However, too little of the historical forces
motivating the principals is made clear to those whose knowledge of the 100
years war between England and France with the pivotal role of the
Bergundians may be a bit spotty. A helpful write-up for those who would like
to enter the theater better prepared to understand the production can be
found at
http://www.theotherside.co.uk/tm-heritage/background/100yearswar.htm. It
would be worth reviewing, for there is a great deal to be enjoyed here
including Shaw's intellectually honest portrayal of the views of competing
sides, a number of very good performances and a tremendous physical design
including set, lights, costumes and sound.
Storyline: A shepherd girl of 17 leads the
army of the heir to the throne of France against the English invaders in
1429/1431 under the instructions she hears from voices of saints. She's
incredibly successful and secures the crown for Charles VII, but is taken
captive and tried for heresy. She is burned at the stake when her king
refuses to come to her aid but later exonerated and even later canonized
as Saint Joan, Maid of Orleans.
The
script being used here is director Chris Hayes' adaptation drawing from an
abridgement Shaw himself wrote for a movie version of the play which was
never produced. It reduces the original play's nearly four hour length to
about half that playing time, but it provides too little explanation of the
military, governmental, religious and social forces at work. Hayes has a
keen eye for stage pictures, moving his large cast about the large open
space of James Wolk's magnificent set and he draws focus to the most
important, most interesting and most thought provoking speeches, but he
directs the cast in a style that seems hyper-dramatic at times.
The strength of the cast is at the top: Joan
herself and the primary
roles that support her. Jennie Eisenhower makes a very attractive Joan, one
whose unique charms could well let her lead both court officials and the
army. Her facial expressions, line readings, posture and energy are all
quite good, but she spends too much of her time on stage with her hands held
out in that supplication gesture actors use when imploring God's
intervention or earnestly arguing a point. Such gestures should be used
sparingly to keep from seeming forced.
Most important and most satisfying among the other primary roles are Josh Lefkowitz as the flighty young
claimant to the throne who becomes Joan's cause, and ultimately Charles VII,
Lawrence Redmond as the Bishop under whom Joan was condemned to the fire, an imperious mouthpiece for the status quo tormented by
the results of his actions, and Peter Kybart as the inquisitor who had no such qualms and to whom
Shaw gave the strongest pro-burning arguments. Robert Leembruggen makes an
imposing presence hovering over the events as the executioner, while Chris
Davenport gives the panic the defense counsel feels full weight and the
release of that tension in the brief moment of Joan's recantation is very
well done. Also notable are Stephen F. Schmidt as the English Earl who won't
permit an acquittal and Vincent Clark who can't stomach a conviction.
The action takes place on a set of rough hewn
wooden steps which, with the drop of a drape, can be a throne room, with a
projection on the rear wall can become a cathedral or with a lighting effect
from within can become a pyre. There is no separate credit for projections
so one must assume they are the work of scenic and lighting designer James Wolk. There are many projection effects used which are both subtle and
effective, changing the feel of a scene without drawing attention to the
effect. The costumes are rich in texture and color with great use of leather
to evoke not just historical time but the station, profession and
nationality of the characters. These garments provide clues the audience
desperately needs to figure out who is who and why they say what they say.
The sound designed by Karin Graybash uses man made sounds like chimes,
natural sounds like wind and modern technologies like reverberation to
compliment the feeling of time and place so important to historical drama.
Written by George Bernard Shaw. Script
abridged by Chris Hayes. Directed by Chris Hayes. Design: James Wolk (set
and lights) Sekula Sinadinovski (costumes) Karin Graybash (sound) Stan
Barouh (photography) Shari Silberglitt (stage manager). Cast: Vincent Clark, Chris
Davenport, Steven Douglas-Craig, Jennie Eisenhower, Jim Gagne, Peter Kybart,
Robert Leembruggen, Josh Lefkowitz, Tim Lewis, Alex Major, Eric M. Messner,
Richard Pilcher, Lawrence Redmond, Stephen F. Schmidt, Jeffries Thaiss. |
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November 17 - December
31, 2004
Carousel |
Reviewed November 21
Running time 2:45 - one intermission
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This solid staging gets most things right in a terribly difficult piece to
pull off. The look is great, the sound fine, the singing and acting very
good, the orchestrations interesting, and the staging is well thought out
and effective. It has a delightful pair playing the secondary couple and
there are fine things about the couple playing the leads. The production is only missing two elements, but their absence
keeps it from being all that it can be and that is a shame. The two missing
elements are a sexual chemistry between the leads and the lack of an elusive something
beneath the surface of the leading male character that must be there to make
the central romance, romantic. Without a glimmer of potential in Billy
Bigelow, the charming but fatally immature carnival barker, the attraction
felt by the virginal Julie Jordan who has to be careful of her character
because she's "never gonna marry" can't ring true. Without that, their story seems
trite - and this is not meant to be a trite show.
Storyline: At the end of the nineteenth
century a carnival barker beguiles a young mill worker in a village on the
coast of Maine. They marry and she becomes pregnant but he looses his job
with the carnival, and desperate to support his wife and baby, he turns to
crime. Things turn even worse as he is trapped during the commission of a
crime. He kills himself rather than face prison, but when he gets to the
(back) gate of heaven he is granted one last chance to do something positive
for his wife and daughter.
This was
Rodgers and Hammerstein's second collaboration, following the phenomenon
Oklahoma! by some two years. Rodgers' score is certainly one of his
finest and is said to have been his own favorite. It is rich, full, complex
and, most of all, gorgeous. The radical idea of dispensing with an overture
in favor of an opening ballet ("The Carousel Waltz") has often been imitated
but hardly ever with such success. Hammerstein's book was based on a
Hungarian play that had such a depressing ending that he had to come up with
an entirely new last scene with the folk-tale equivalent of a supernatural
twist. Part of that change was presented in dance, recreated here by Ilona
Kessell with attention to its plot functions but without some of the
emotional richness of other choreographers' work. Hammerstein's book has
long been criticized for taking spouse abuse lightly. ("Can someone hit you,
hit you hard, and have it not hurt?" asks the daughter - "If you love them,
they can" replies the mother!) This rankles more and more in an age of
increased awareness of the prevalence of the problem in the real world. This
production doesn't overcome that difficulty in part because of the lack of a
hint of worth in Billy that Julie alone sees. Still, the script has well-told
interlocking stories and serves up such marvelous songs as "If I Loved You,"
"This Was A Real Nice Clambake," "June is Busting Out All Over," "You'll
Never Walk Alone" and the famous "Soliloquy."
That "Soliloquy" is delivered with dramatic
as well as musical honesty by Caesar Samayoa who manages to capture some of
the angst and the shallowness of Billy Bigelow but never gives a glimmer of the
potential that Erin Davie as his Julie must recognize. Davie sings her role
well and manages to establish a charming camaraderie with Tracy Lynn Olivera
who plays her best friend. Olivera gives a fine comic performance and sings
beautifully while Nehal Joshi is superb as her beaux, the fisherman who
wants to get rich on herring by canning them as sardines. Also good are
Monica Lijewski who soars with "You'll Never Walk Alone," Jeffries Thaiss as
the thug Jigger Craigin and Christopher Block in multiple roles including
that of the "starkeeper" who sends Billy back for his second chance.
Music director Christopher Youstra provides a
lovely delicate accompaniment for the rousing vocals and a satisfyingly full
sound for the ballets using a two-piano reduction of the score augmented by
a cello and wind instruments. Milagros Ponce de León's set has a lovely
etherealness, with luminous projections of the distant view on the rear
screen. The opening to "The Carousel Waltz" is a marvelous introduction to
this make-believe world and choreographer Kessell continues to provide
effective movements throughout.
Music by Richard Rodgers. Book and lyrics by
Oscar Hammerstein II. Directed by Brad Watkins. Musical direction by
Christopher Youstra. Choreography by Ilona
Kessell. Design: Milagros Ponce de León (set) Pei Lee (costumes) Anne
Nesmith (wigs) Alex Cooper (lights) Tony Angelini (sound) Stan Barouh
(photography) Shari Silberglitt (stage manager). Cast: Liza Amling,
Adrienne Athanas, Christopher Block, Lawrence Brimmer, Debra Buonaccorsi,
Miles Butler, Laura Cohen, Jermaine Crawford, Erin Davie, Andi Everly, Nehal
Joshi, Monica Lijewski, Tim Lewis, Madeline McCabe, Khalid Moultrie, Tracy
Lynn Olivera, Amy Pierson, Ryan Michael Reynolds, Caesar Samayoa, Jenn
Segawa, Jeffries Thaiss, Gabriel Veneziano. |
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October 6 - November 7,
2004
Blithe Spirit |
Reviewed October 26
Running time 2:45 - one intermission
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In one production of this, one of the two most
successful and famous comedies by Noel Coward, the first act martinis were
prepared by spraying vermouth on the ice cubes. That production went on to
be as wonderful as that tiny detail was droll. This production, on the other
hand, has Paul DeBoy pouring ounces of vermouth into the Tanqueray. The
resulting martinis must have been way too sweet. So, too, this production.
It would have benefited from a sense of restraint, letting the acerbic Mr.
Coward's wit and charm work its magic without exclamation points. Still,
there are delights to be savored bit by bit even if the concoction never
combines to make more than the sum of its parts. Among the delights are the
stylish work of Halo Wines as the eccentric mystic, an impressive set by
James Wolk, James Fitzpatrick's delectable arrangements of the show's theme
song "Always" and, most notable of all, a superb lighting design by Robert
Jared.
Storyline: A successful novelist and his second wife invite a neighboring
mystic to conduct a séance in their home because the plot of the husband’s
next book is to include mysticism. She conjures up the spirit of the
novelist’s late first wife who refuses to leave and plots to regain her
position as his companion.
By
reputation Coward’s plays are full of fluff. In actuality that fluff –
bright and funny as it is – covers a rock solid structure of a tightly
plotted comedy about fully developed characters in intriguing situations.
Yes, his dialogue is full of eminently quotable retorts and, yes, he makes
it look so polished and perfect that the upper class life seems a
thing of elegance, charm, intelligence and style and not necessarily a thing
of wealth, birth or social position. But it all works because he worked so
hard and so well at its foundation and only then added a posh patina. This,
one of his most successful plays, is a sterling example of both the solid
story and the polished storytelling.
Halo Wines gives the most memorable
performance of the bunch as the unorthodox mystic who approaches the request
of her host for a séance with a certain businesslike sense of routine, but
who becomes almost unbearably excited when it appears to result in her first ectoplasmic realization. She seems to be having the time of her life making
hay out of Coward's creation. The trio of Paul DeBoy as the host and
Julie-Ann Elliott as his current wife exude no such sense of fun. Instead,
there is a more pro-forma feel to their exchanges. Kate Goehring does get a
bit giddy over the excesses she gets to commit as late wife #1, but it
emerges later in the evening.
If the cast seems only to meld into an
ensemble toward the end, the design team does so from the start. The highly
detailed set captures the feel of a wealthy couple's home in rural England
in the 1940s, especially the dining room which becomes visible through
sliding pocket doors. Howard Tsvi Kaplan's costumes are fine throughout but
start with a bang with Wines' séance dress that makes her appear an animated
Faberge egg. The lighting design takes the action of the play through
different times of day and weather. Night gets progressively darker out the
window in one scene, the setting sun shines directly on a wall in another
and the dramatic impact of lightning flashes (emphasized by Chas Marsh's
eloquent thunder) relieve the gloom of a storm for a third.
Written by Noel Coward. Directed by John
Going. Music arrangement by James Fitzpatrick. Design: James Wolk (set)
Howard Tsvi Kaplan (costumes) Anne Nesmith (wigs) Robert Jared (lights) Chas
Marsh (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Lauren V. Hickman (stage manager).
Cast: Rena Cherry Brown, Paul DeBoy, Julie-Ann Elliott, Tara Giordano, Kate
Goehring, James Slaughter, Halo Wines. |
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August 24 - September 26,
2004
Venus |
Reviewed August 27
Running time 2:40 - one intermission
No nudity but Mature themes and material
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Before
Suzan-Lori Parks wrote her emotionally affecting Pulitzer Prize winning Topdog/Underdog
she wrote this less effective play, which, while it shares some of the
techniques which were to serve her well in her later work, fails to find a
way to make its central character sufficiently human to garner the empathy,
let alone the sympathy of the audience. As a result, despite an energetic
performance and a physical design that seems to match the playwright's
requirements quite well, the piece fails to capture the imagination or
transport the audience to a world where events history records
actually transpired, could have taken place in the glaring light of
public awareness without outcry or controversy. Director Eve Muson has
certainly not been deprived of resources in her attempt to bring the piece
to life, but the final product fails to live up to the potential of either
its intriguing historical subject or its playwright's well known abilities.
Storyline: Parks uses a combination of vaudeville, side
show, comedia del'arte, music hall and musicals as well as traditional
narrative theater to tell the story of Saartje Baartman. She was a South
African of Khoisan descent (a term the European's twisted into "Hottentot"
but which came to be more accepted in South Africa as "bushmen") who was
brought to England in 1810 and exhibited in a number of venues including a
freak show. The attraction? Her outsized buttocks and genitalia. After years
of exploitation, the real Baartman died at the age of 26, still half a world
away from her native land. Her body was dissected "in the interests of
science" and portions placed on public display.
The remarkable similarity between the cases
behind this play and Bernard Pomerance's The Elephant Man and
the decision of both playwrights to adopt unorthodox theatrical techniques
makes comparison unavoidable. Pomerance chose a technique that left the
deformity around which his play revolves completely to the skill of the
actor playing the part and the imagination of the audience. The result, in
the right hands, would be a heightened impact. Parks, on the other hand, attempts
to divert attention from the curioso aspects of the story by throwing up
multiple distractions in a variety of styles. It makes a hodge-podge of a
piece without allowing the humanity of the pitiable central character to
shine through, even given the energetic and very capable performance of Chinasa Ogbuagu in the role.
Ogbuagu isn't alone in giving an energetic
performance. This entire cast appears to believe passionately in the project
they have undertaken, and no one seems to stint in performing it with vigor.
Perhaps this is a problem, however, since the result is that some of the
characters who commit outrages upon or about the woman from a foreign land
seem too, well, good to do what they do and Parks' script gives very little
explanation other than the simple "it actually happened." One yearns to know
how it could have happened and what, if any progress Parks believes has been
made in public sensitivities toward human beings who happen to be different. KenYatta Rogers actually imbues the character of a doctor who could lust
after a dissection with an impressive human dignity. Barbara Pinolini gives
striking energy to the side-show manager.
Mike Wells' musical score straddles the line
between incidental music and show tunes. His jaunty tune makes the opening
sequence almost an opening number titled "The Venus Hottentot is Dead."
James Kronzer has designed a multi-level set that is part show tent, part
stage and part projection screen. Unfortunately, some of the projections are
wide enough for the posts surrounding the screen area to cast shadows within
the projections, but apart from this the effect of the entire playing space
is admirably suited to the show and is well lit by Colin K. Bills, who is
well known for his work elsewhere in the Potomac Region and makes his first
outing at Olney a successful one. Vasilija Zivanic's costumes range from
proper Victorian garb to inventive circus-like pieces, and his leotard for Ogbuagu's exposure works well within the theatrical concept of the script.
Written by Suzan-Lori Parks. Directed by Eve
Muson. Design: James Kronzer (set) Vasilija Zivanic (costumes) Colin K.
Bills (lights) Mike Wells (music) Karin Graybash (sound) Stan Barouh
(photography) Shari Silberglitt
(stage manager). Cast: Erik Andrews, Denise Diggs, James O. Dunn, Kimberly
Parker Green, Nehal Joshi, Chinasa Ogbuagu, Barbara Pinolini, KenYatta
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Copenhagen |
Reviewed July 9
Running time: 2:45 with one intermission
t A Potomac
Stages Pick for intellectual challenge,
rich performances and a superb
setting
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This play has appeared on local stages enough times now to allow assessments
of the strengths of both the play itself and of a given production. There is
a theatrical equivalent of the famous "uncertainty principle" which, in
physics, holds that the more precisely you measure a particle's position the
less precisely you can measure its momentum, and vice versa. In reviewing a
play in its first production, the more credit you give to the play the less
certain you are of the quality of the performance, and vice versa. Previous
productions, including the
Broadway production's national tour which visited the Kennedy Center, and
the superb effort of the reliably high-quality community theater,
Elden Street Players, revealed the
potential of the play, but this smashing version jumps to the next energy
level (to use another physics metaphor), exceeding even the quality of those
that preceded it.
Storyline: In 1941 two great
physicists, long-time friends and colleagues, met privately in Copenhagen.
One was active in the German effort to develop a nuclear bomb. The other was
soon to become active in the Manhattan Project to develop a nuclear bomb.
What did they talk about? Why did they meet? In Copenhagen playwright
Michael Frayn explores many answers to these questions by having the two,
joined by one’s wife, share their own memories not only of the meeting but
of their careers and relationships before, during and after the war.
Frayan, previously best known as the author of the
nonsense farce Noises Off, brings his skill at theatrical structure
to the unusual theme. Actually, there are multiple themes, all
interconnected and all relevant to the question of what happened that fall
day in 1941. What is the role of the scientist in moral issues? Can the
pursuit of scientific truth ignore the consequences of discovery? Does the
bond of friendship between colleagues transcend external loyalties? He views
it all through the triple prism of memory – three different memories, each
imperfect but each willing to try to recall and to re-assess in the light of
each new revelation. Frayan places the action in some atomic afterlife where
the three reunite to explore their past through multiple flashbacks, each a
version of truth as remembered by one of the trio and each revisted again
and again in light of details remembered and added by the others.
Alan Wade is Niels Bohr, the physicist who first explained the process of
nuclear fission, who shortly after the meeting in Copenhagen, escaped the
Nazis and joined the Los Alamos team working on the atomic bomb. Wade brings
a refreshingly vibrant excitement over intellectual exercise and the search
for truth to the part. Valerie Leonard is his wife, a keen observer of events and of human nature who keeps
their exploration of memory true to known facts. But her intellectual
honesty doesn't cloud her affection for her mate. At
one point she looks at Wade with such aching love in her eyes it is
impossible not to believe in that moment that they are indeed man and wife
and that they have shared a full and satisfying life together. Chris
Lane is the younger scientist, Werner
Heisenberg, the physicist who won the Nobel Prize for stating the
uncertainty principal, and whose role in the Nazi effort to develop the bomb
is at issue in the play. Lane makes the effort to explain and justify his
actions seem suitably strained and contrived in the early going, but shows
the internal intellectual struggle which makes his arguments fascinating and
even compelling.
Director Jim Petosa places the three performers in a
starkly reflective world that is the combined impact of a set of brushed
chromium and mirrored surfaces, costumes in a subtly varied palette of
off-white, lights that go from cobalt blue to the warm ambers of pleasant
memory and the orange heat of fission, and sounds ranging from the
other-worldly amplified effect for voices remembering from beyond to subtle
bass beats reminiscent of a heartbeat in the dark. This theatrical world
isolates and highlights the trio of characters as if they were a three
element atom, circling each other verbally and physically in the grip of an
intellectual attraction, but separated by a force which is alternately the
difference of memory and the difference of history. Among the conundrums
explored is the emotionally charged issue of the use of the bomb – did Bohr
have any guilt over the deaths of thousands in Hiroshima and Nagasaki? Was
Heisenberg less guilty because the German bomb effort did not succeed in
time to destroy London? There are no simple answers and no superfluous
issues raised in this supremely satisfying cerebral evening of theater.
Written by Michael Frayn. Directed by Jim Petosa. Design:
James Kronzer (set) Pei Lee (costumes) Daniel MacLean Wagner (lights) Tony
Angelini (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Tim Burt (stage manager). Cast:
Chris Lane, Valerie Leonard, Alan Wade.
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When Jennie
Goes Marching |
Reviewed August 12
Running time 1:20 - no intermission
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A performance group calling itself The Gypsy Mamas has taken a fascinating
morsel of history which has high potential to make interesting theater and
created, instead, a performance piece lacking in the dramatic progression,
cogent plotting or character development that make "performance" into
"theater." The basic concept seems sound: stage the stories of a little
known historical phenomenon that among the millions of men who wore the blue
or the grey uniforms during the American Civil War were at least 250 women
passing as men. Why and how they did what they did would make an intriguing
evening of theater or an interesting television documentary. Here, however,
the documentary element nearly cancels out the theatrical. That is a shame,
for the performances of the three women on stage are credible and could, in
service to a serviceable script, bring the phenomenon to life in a memorable
way.
Storyline: According to the book They Fought
Like Demons by De Anne Blanton and Lauren M. Cook, at least 250 women
disguised themselves as men in order to join the military forces on either
side of the American Civil War. The facts surrounding a large number of
these cases are recited, frequently in the first person, to the
accompaniment of period music on violin and songs sung by the cast.
The Gypsy Mamas Artistic Group defines itself as
"an installation and performance group ... giving voice to female creativity
and nurturing a female aesthetic." They premiered in Boston two years ago
and have mounted three projects in Massachusetts. Two of the three
performers in this production are the group's co-artistic directors. There
is no individual credit for writing, directing, or choreographing the piece.
Structurally, the piece follows the
chronology of the war as it links the cases of women serving as men on both
sides of the four year conflict that cost half a million lives. Each of the
cases presented might well be the basis for an interesting vignette, and a
selection of the cases could well be used to explore specific themes such as
how women's reactions to the carnage might differ from men's, what drove
these women to do what they did, and how they managed to successfully pass
themselves as men in such a male-dominated environment.
As it is, however, none of these, or any of
the other themes that might be explored, is given sufficient attention or
time to develop. Not every one of the 240+ cases which have been documented
is given a moment. With but 80 minutes in the piece, that would only allow
20 seconds each. However, so many individual cases are given a sentence or
two starting with "Union" or "Confederate" plus name (if known), dates,
battles fought in and wounds received, that it becomes a mere recitation.
Then, too, time is devoted to a well staged recitation of the entire
Gettysburg Address, to particular quotes from Abraham Lincoln's second
inaugural, and introductory explanations all of which adds context but none
of which provides the dramatic glue that could have held the pieces together
dramatically.
Developed and performed by The Gypsy Mamas.
Costumes by C&C Sutlery. Sarah Brown, stage manager. Photography by Jaya
Prasad. Cast: Lee Sunday Evans, Laura Lafranchi, Elaine Vaan Hogue.
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July 14 - August 8, 2004
Perfect Pie
Part of the Potomac Theater Festival |
Reviewed July 18
Running time: 2:15 - one intermission
t A Potomac
Stages Pick for marvelous acting in a story very well told.
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Rather than save the best for last, lets start
with the best of the
three productions of this year's Festival of Political Theater mounted by
the Potomac Theatre Project in Olney's Mulitz-Gudelsky Theatre Lab. Perfect
Pie may not be absolutely perfect - - few works of art ever are - - but
there is a balance of substantial script, intelligent direction, superb
performances and satisfying design. Three pairs of actresses representing
three points in the lives of two women deliver superb performances in a
production that just feels right. It grabs your attention from the opening
image and holds it with a sure grasp as what could be an overly simple story
is explored from many angles in a script that takes advantage of the
theatrical possibilities of the topic.
Storyline: Two women who were childhood friends reunite after decades
apart. Patsy is still in the small Canadian farming community where they
grew up while the other fled the town, changed her name from Marie to
Francesca and had a successful career as an actress. As they reminisce
they share their different memories of the difficult times they had as
children when one was rejected by most kids in town because she came from a
home too poor to afford good clothes or even provide rudimentary hygiene.
The memories of one augment those of the other as they discover new details
about the event that changed their lives on the night Patsy sewed a pretty
dress for Marie to wear to her first dance.
The play's structure gives director Cheryl
Faraone a lot to work with since it presents three different pairs of Patsy
and Marie/Francesca who can be on stage at the same time or exposed alone,
depending on where the playwright and the director want the focus. It also
presents a great challenge, for it would be so simple to create confusion and
diffusion by moving the three pairs around too much and at the wrong times. Faraone's touch is sure, bringing the younger pairs onstage in measured
doses, rarely drawing the attention away from the mature pair for too long.
Six strong performances are also in balance.
The strongest come from the adult pair, MaryBeth Wise and Helen Hedman.
Wise is earthy and matter of fact in her plain farm wife dress, hair pulled
back austerely and peppering her flat Canadian accent with frequent
interjections of "you know" while Hedman is informally elegant, displaying
the charm of a public performer who can deflect attention with a quip. As
different from each other as these two women have become, Wise and Hendman
get the bond of their shared memories across with subtle but telling small
glances, gestures and pauses.
The memory trip these women take starts with
the younger pair, Jennifer Driscol and Laura Rocklyn who avoid the trap of
overdoing the childlike gestures. Yes, they are supposed to be just children,
but they represent the adult's memories of childhood and not all of those
are carefree. As the adults explore their memories further, the teenage pair
emerge in the persons of Tara Girodano and Lily Balsen who are entrusted
with revealing the important secret that has been hidden by time, but first
they establish a strong sense of the bonding these two girls shared,
becoming more than just good friends but the kind of soul mates that is
unique to girls in their early teens. That bond, which carries over into
Wise and Hedman's portrayal, is the reason the play is so satisfying.
Written by Judith Thompson. Directed by
Cheryl Faraone. Design: Hallie Zieselman (set) Jule Emerson with Franklin
Labovitz (costumes) Alex Cooper (lights) Allison Rimmer (sound) Stan Barouh
(photography)Valerie Bijur Carlson (stage manager). Cast: Lily Balsen, Jennifer Driscoll, Tara
Giordano, Helen Hedman, Laura Rocklyn, MaryBeth Wise. |
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July 14 - August 8, 2004
The Best Man
Part of the Potomac Theater Festival |
Reviewed July 18
Running time: 2:15 - one intermission
t A Potomac Stages Pick for a faithful production of a
fascinating and relevant play
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Two out of three ain't bad! The second of the three shows being staged in
Olney's Mulitz-Gudelsky Theatre Lab for this year's festival of political
theater is almost as good as the first, Perfect Pie.
This revival of Gore Vidal's back-room political play seems such a logical
piece for a festival of political theater in a Presidential election year
that it is surprising they didn't mount it in 2000. The play required
practically no updating to be just as compatible with current events circa
2004 as it was when it premiered in that other convention year - the one
when Jack Kennedy won one presidential nod and Richard Nixon the other.
Director Richard Romagnoli captures Gore Vidal's view of the American body
politic quite well even though the cynicism of that view threatens at times
to unbalance the dramatic integrity of the piece.
Storyline: As a political convention approaches its first ballot to nominate
a candidate for the Presidency of the United States, two candidates square
off in search of the endorsement of their party's former President. One has
uncovered private information about the other which he threatens to reveal
in order to offset what appears to be a substantial lead. The other can
counter with some scandalous information of his own but struggles with the
morality of fighting that type of battle.
While the play requires no up-dating, an
inspired piece of casting makes it feel completely up to date. The part of
the former President is played by the venerable Vivienne Shub whose
distaff-side former chief executive is a curmudgeon of considerable charm.
In a red suit and pearls with her shock of white hair and spouting some of
the down-home homilies Vidal wrote for the part makes her a perfect blend of
Barbara Bush and Ann Richards. She does just about as much as can be done
with the part, and that is a whole lot indeed. Then, too, there is her
marvelous delivery of the line "The worst thing we ever did in this country
. . . giving the men the vote."
Shub isn't the only reason to catch the show,
however. The two would-be Presidential pairs - both candidates and both
candidates' wives - are presented with verve, energy and a clear sense of
class. Paul Morella and Nigel Reed display two different but oh-so-familiar
kinds of charm. Morella's character has a reserve and a seriousness under
his pasted-on political smile, and exudes a patrician's confidence in his own
superiority, while Reed's down-home country-boy charm is every bit as
reminiscent of candidates we all know and see on our television screens.
Reed gives some depth to a part that could be played one dimensionally, and
it is his depth that adds texture to Vidal's occasionally one-sided view.
Julie-Ann Elliott is superb as the wife of one candidate returning to her estranged husband out of duty but feeling the twinges of the
bonds that led them to marriage in the first place, while Liz Myers moves
seamlessly from the limelight of a press conference to the backroom
maneuvering as the wife of the other.
Franklin Labovitz gets credit for some
wonderful costume designs. Vivienne Shub's wardrobe is a visual metaphor for
the character she's creating. So to a lesser extent are Julie-Ann Elliott's
more austere, less flamboyant but tellingly elegant suits. Both Morella and
Reed appear in suits that could well be what a well dressed Presidential
candidate would wear in 1960. There is a satisfyingly functional simple set
for the action in two hotel rooms, and a lighting design that only draws
attention to itself for the perfectly appropriate and very telling isolation
of Morella in a spotlight at the end of the first act. There is no sound
design credit and the production suffers from it briefly but repeatedly as
the only sound cues really required are telephone bells which here sound
like a buzzer set off in the back of the hall.
Written by Gore Vidal. Directed by Richard
Romagnoli. Design: Hallie Zieselman (set) Franklin Labovitz (costumes) Alex
Cooper (lights) Stan Barouh (photography)Cary Louise Gillett (stage manager). Cast: Julie-Ann
Elliott, Ben Fainstein, Lucas Kavner, Amanda Knappman, Katherine Miles, Paul
Morella, Liz Myers, Barbara Pinolini, Nigel Reed, Vivienne Shub, Erin
Sullivan. |
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July 14 - August 8, 2004
Measure for
Measure
Part of the Potomac Theater Festival |
Reviewed July 18
Running time: 1:30 - no intermission
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There is very little that is funny in this, the darkest of Shakespeare's comedies,
when performed faithfully through its five acts. This one-act condensation
manages to convey most of the important elements of its longer source, and
in the process, saves the audience from a string of events that don't really
fit in what we think of as a comedy these days. Chris Hayes' adaptation,
however, still has to deal with threats of undeserving death penalties,
presumed attempted rape by coercion (of a postulant about to take her vows,
no less), venal and political corruption, and a clumsy plot point of a ruler
who can disguise himself as a friar and go about without being recognized.
Hayes solution is to condense the story and then, just in case someone
misses the point that corruption is a bad thing, he adds a few deaths and a
twist ending to try to make the message relevant to today's political scene.
Storyline: The Duke of Vienna turns over the
reigns of government to a regent, trusting him to bring order to the city
that has become too open under his own lenient approach. But the Duke
remains in the area disguised as a friar in order to see how things are
going. When he finds that the regent has succumbed to the temptation to
misuse the power given him, the Duke plots to right some of the wrongs before
retaking power. He finds it isn't as easy to undo mistakes as it might have
seemed.
If you ever thought that Shakespeare can drag
on and on, notwithstanding his oft-quoted goal of "two hours' traffic of our
stage" (Romeo and Juliet, Prologue,) here's a chance to sample some rushing
iambic pentameter and a fairly typically convoluted plot in just about an
hour and a half. The plot may be a real stretch (how often have you seen a
ruler turn over his power to a subordinate voluntarily) but, in
director/adaptor Chris Hayes hands, the story hangs together fairly well
until very near the end when too many threads have to be resolved in too
little time. He even pulls a memorable theatrical trick to distract
attention from this problem, but it would be giving away too much to detail
it here.
Four performances are key to what success is
achieved. The valuable four are: Leo Erickson, who is very human as the Duke
who is loath to dirty his own hands with the execution of the laws - at
least until the final moments; James Slaughter, who is marvelously conniving
as his wily compatriot in the effort to oversee without actual oversight;
Lawrence C. Daly, as the regent promoted to a position of more power than he
can handle, and; Cassidy Breeman, who manages to display about as many
different emotions as there are minutes in the brief stage time she gets as
the postulant who comes to her sister's rescue. Neither Daniel Eichner nor
Eliza Hulme make much of an impression as the lovers whose premature
consummation of their marriage sparks the regent's ill-advised actions.
The text says the events take place in Vienna,
but the modern dress (except for the friars robes) and the use of a voice
recorder as a prop say "today." Putting this truncated treatment of one of
Shakespeare's "problem plays" in this festival of political theater may give
audiences a chance to at least sample one of his rarely produced plays, but
it won't result in too many calls for a full production of the five act
version.
Written by William Shakespeare. Adapted and
directed by Chris Hayes. Design: Hallie Zieselman (set) Tara Fenstermacher
(costumes) Alex Cooper (lights) Stan Barouh (photography) Rachael A. Homan (stage manager). Cast:
Cassidy Breeman, Lawrence C. Daly, Daniel Eichner, Leo Erickson, Eliza
Hulme, James Slaughter. |
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May 26 - June 27, 2004
Necessary
Targets |
Reviewed May 28
Running time 1 hour 40 minutes
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There is always a feeling of dread when you walk into a theater knowing that
the evening's "entertainment" is intended to force you to face unpalatable
realities. Knowing that Eve Ensler, the playwright behind
The Vagina Monologues, had turned
her attention to the plight of women who were victims of the horrible
indignities of the Bosnian war, one either expected or feared an evening of
shared pain. But remember that The Vagina Monologues proved to be
entertaining, often funny and decidedly balanced -- not a screed at all.
Like the Monologues, this latest piece from Ensler is based, at least
in part, on interviews with a number of women. These happen to be women who
lived through the violence of the civil war in the former Yugoslavia. Their
experiences may be gut-wrenching but their strength, resilience and
essential goodness is life affirming and inspiring. As a result, so is the
evening.
Storyline: A society psycho-therapist recruits a trauma counselor who
specializes in victims of wars and rebellions to join her in a trip to
Bosnia to help women refugees cope with the legacy of war. When they arrive
they find the women suspicious of their motives and less than grateful for
their efforts. But, over time, they come to understand each other.
Ensler's script is peopled with real
characters and this cast brings them to life with subtle touches as well as
broad ones. The Americans headed into the aftermath of war are
super-confident, poised and mature Julie-Ann Elliott and earthy, youthful
and driven Jen Plantz. Each avoids excessive stereotyping as they develop
their characters, an effort aided immensely by Ensler who gives each
character depth as they react to and are changed by their experiences.
Neither ends the evening the way you might expect at the start.
Surrounding them is a quintet of women who,
while each is undeniably a victim, are not simply defined by their victim
status. They are refugees, yes. But in their varying reactions to their
circumstances and their different abilities to deal with the experiences,
they illustrate more than the horror of war or the bestiality of such things
as "ethnic cleansing" and subjugation. They illustrate the resilience of the
human spirit, especially those qualities of that spirit which seem to be
more prominent among the female of the species. While Ensler and these
ladies are making that point, however, they introduce enough variation in
the reactions to be something more than propaganda posters for one view.
These are real people with different thresholds of emotional pain, different
coping mechanisms and different world views. There are searing scenes, of
course. But there are moments of humor, touches of tenderness and warm
memories as well.
Milagros Ponce de Leon again impresses with a
set that is both memorable and functional. She begins the evening with the
elegant image of the psycho-therapist's Park Avenue apartment, all white and
sparkling and clean. She transitions to a more earthy refugee camp and
finally takes the audience all the way into the dirt of one woman's
remembrance of horror.
Written by Eve Ensler. Directed by Cornelia
Pleasants. Design: Milagros Ponce de Leon (set) Vasilija Zivanic (costumes)
Jeff Carnevale (lights) Karin Graybash (sound) Stan Barouh (photography)
Lauren V. Hickman (stage manager). Cast: Scarlett Black, Julie-Ann Elliott,
Helen Hedman, Rana Kay, Barbara Pinolini, Jen Plants, Halo Wines. |
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April 14 -
May 16, 2004
Oh, Coward! |
Reviewed April 16
Running time 1 hour 50 minutes |
If you are already fairly familiar with the
stylish output of Noel Coward over his incredibly lengthy time in the public
eye (the nineteen twenties through the nineteen sixties) you will approach
this revue of his musical works with high expectations, and you won't be
disappointed. If you are coming to the material for the first time, you are
in for some delights. Coward's public image was of the epitome of style,
grace and wit which he summed up with the phrase "a talent to amuse." The
revue will give you a sampling of Coward's musical delights and perhaps whet
your appetite for the second half of Olney's "Coward Celebration" when they
mount his elegant comedy Blithe Spirit in the fall.
Storyline: This musical revue is also a
musical review - a survey of the output of Noel Coward who, at his peak, had
at least three different aspects of a theatrical career - playwright,
performer and writer of songs both lively and lovely. The three were not
easily separated. Many of the songs were written for his own plays and
certainly the best vocal interpreter of his comic patter songs was himself.
Oh, Coward assembles over forty of his songs in about a dozen scenes
to sample the brightest of his lyrics (such as "Don't Put Your Daughter on
the Stage Mrs. Worthington") the loveliest of his ballads ("If Love Were
All") and a smattering of recitations of his inimitable patter.
Coward set the tone for a decade - England
between the world wars. Then he became something of an icon as the Western
World looked back with longing on an elegance thought lost. For the record,
he was the author of Hay Fever, Private Lives, Design for Living, Blithe
Spirit and Present Laughter - all frequently still produced in
professional and community theaters throughout the English speaking world.
This revue marvelously captures the tone that was his trademark with a
physical production of elegance and a trio of performers backed by a jazz
combo led by Christopher Youstra at the piano. There is no credit offered
for choreography so one assumes that director Dallett Norris is responsible
for the smooth way the show utilizes the multiple levels of the set, and for
lovely individual elements such as way the three dance a romantic waltz
without actually touching for the Design for Dancing segment.
Headlining are the droll John Leslie Wolfe,
the dapper Thomas Adrian Simpson and the elegant Valerie Leonard. Simpson
demonstrates his versatility by making the transition from the antithesis of
sophistication in Signature Theatre's
110 In The Shade where he played the older brother on a
drought-stricken American farm, to this light hearted sampling of urban
English charm. Wolfe is particularly enjoyable in his delivery of the patter
material, especially the
recitative-styled "A
Marvelous Party." Leonard is simply smashing in a solo piece, "Mad About the
Boy." Collectively, the three work very well together and their enunciation
is precise, clear and clean.
The design team deserves kudos for their
work. The combination of set, lights, costumes and sound creates a splendid
environment in which the performances are displayed to advantage. James
Fouchard provides a graceful multiple platformed set with the combo at
center stage surrounded by sheer fabric. Nanzi Adzima designed formal wear
appropriate for time and style, especially the blue gown for Ms. Leonard in
the second act. Jeff Carnevale's subtle lighting design underscores each
song's feeling with lighting that moves from a bright stage for
music-hall songs to blue-hued moonlight for Leonard's rendition of "Mad
About the Boy." Tony Angelini's sound system assures that all the charming
lyrics and lovely melodies can be heard without creating a markedly
artificial sound.
Words and Music by Noel Coward. Conceived by
Roderick Cook. Directed by Dallett Norris. Musical Direction by Christopher
Youstra. Design: James Fouchard (set) Nanzi Adzima (costumes) Jeff
Carnevale (lights) Tony Angelini (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Shari
Silberglitt (stage manager). Cast: Valerie Leonard, Thomas Adrian Simpson,
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Having Our
Say |
Reviewed February 24
Running time 2 hours |
Theater can cast so many different spells. In
this particular piece of theater magic there is no big dramatic catharsis,
no gut wrenching tragedy, no escalating parade of comic explosions - just a
pleasant evening in the presence of two lovely ladies whose acquaintance it
is a pleasure to make - a visit that will linger in the memory if not
necessarily in the heart. "The Delany Sisters? Yes, I remember them" you may
say years from now, only to remember that you met them through the magic of
theater and that you weren't really invited into their home. Such is the
work of two gifted actresses, a director with a warm spot in her heart and a
playwright who seems to have captured the personalities of two gentle ladies
rather than attempted to analyze their places in the world. Their own words
seem good enough, thank you.
Storyline: The 100+-year-old siblings, the Delaney Sisters, invite you in
to their home as they prepare dinner on the birthday of their late father, a
man who had been born a slave and sired ten children, all of whom went on to
college. The sisters
regale you with stories from their century including their experiences under
the infamous Jim Crow laws, their pioneering efforts to gain college
educations and establish careers for themselves and the strong family
ties that survived a tumultuous century.
Not a thing happens during this show. Oh, a meal
gets prepared and a table gets set, but all the events of these ladies lives
are simply told, not shown. While the stories they tell are usually amusing
or interesting or both, the material would be static and dull if not for the
ability of Claudia Robinson and Gloria Sauvé to bring character to life. The
play is based on a book which is an expansion of a newspaper article written
for the New York Times on the occasion of the younger sister's 100th
birthday in 1991.
The stories may be fine - these ladies lives
covered a wide variety of places and events - but it is the charm of the
characterizations that makes the evening memorable. Claudia Robinson creates
a gentle soul as the older sister, the one who had been a school teacher in
a New York City high school for white children. (She got the job by missing
the in-person interview and then just showing up on opening day - imagine
the shock to the students and staff in 1926!) Gloria Sauvé gives a bit more
spice and sharpness to her character, the younger sister who established a
practice as a dentist in Harlem after graduating from Columbia University.
Both actresses capture the mannerisms of
extreme but healthy age. They are exceptionally precise in their movements,
a precision no doubt developed over years of increasing fragility. They
gingerly step up and down the steps of the finely detailed set Harry Feiner
designed to give them a home in which to entertain. It comes as a surprise
when, at the curtain call, the two actresses resume their normal posture and
come forward with a spring in their step to acknowledge the applause. But
before that curtain call, they capture the closeness of the relationship
between these two unmarried ladies who spent their entire lives together,
moving north with so many other blacks in search of economic and social
freedom. Their view of the world is unique but their affection and reliance
on each other is universal. It is good to know them.
Written by Emily Mann based on the book by
Sara Delany, A. Elizabeth Delany and Amy Hill Hearth. Directed by Halo
Wines. Design: Harry Feiner (set) Kathleen Geldard (costumes) Pam Peach
(wigs) Harold Burgess (lights) Karin Graybash (sound) Stan Barouh
(photography) Lauren V. Hickman (stage manager). Cast: Claudia
Robinson, Gloria Sauvé.
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November 19 – December 28, 2003
The Gifts of the Magi |
Reviewed November 23
Running time 1 hour 45 minutes |
It must be difficult to come up with a new or different holiday-themed show
every year. That may be why some theaters (like Ford’s, for instance) keep
one show in their repertoire for the December slot of their season. This
year Olney takes a crack at a chamber musical on a holiday theme that was a
staple of the season for about a decade at the tiny Lamb’s Theatre in New
York. It is pleasant and has a number of charming elements but it is
frustrating to note how far it misses the mark its creators Randy Courts and
Mark St. Germain obviously set for themselves. The program says it will be
performed without an intermission, and it plays as if it was intended that
way, but there actually is a fifteen minute intermission which stretches
what would have been a show of just under an hour and a half just a bit
longer.
Storyline: While a
subplot from O. Henry’s short story “The Cop and the Anthem” is used to
expand the scope of the show slightly, the main thread of the narrative
comes from his most famous story, “The Gift of the Magi,” the story of
nearly penniless newlyweds facing the dilemma of not being able to afford
Christmas presents. The husband loves his wife so much that he sells his
most prized material good, the pocket watch handed down to him through
generations, in order to buy his wife a pair of combs for her long golden
hair, while she has sold that very hair in order to buy him a fob for
the watch.
O.
Henry’s famous story is a charmer and this musical concentrates on the charm
of the setting, an idealized vision of New York City in 1905. Snow would
make the scene even more charming but the characters lament the lack of a
holiday snowfall until the final scene when the infusion of the Christmas
spirit is signified by a lovely snowfall effect in Milagros Ponce de Leon’s
sliding panel set which is lit nicely by Jason Arnold. Kathleen Geldard’s
period costumes spread that charm between the poverty stricken and the
city’s wealthier citizens - including two characters who represent the
entire population of the city. They are introduced by a newsboy saying there
are too many people in the city to tell everyone’s story and the audience
wouldn’t be able to remember them all anyway, so their roles in the story
will be portrayed by “The City - Him” and “The City - Her.” It is a cute and
effective way to stretch a cast of six to cover the story.
The
songs range from light vaudevillish “song and dance” pieces reminiscent of
the music halls of the period to modern musical theater duets and character
songs. Courts and St. Germain made some strange choices about which portions
of the story to set to music and, indeed, some strange choices about which
points to present at all. Key story points are dispensed with through a
sentence or two. Nowhere in the show is there a song or a scene about how
much the watch means to the husband. Nowhere in the show is there a song or
a scene about how much the beautiful hair means to the wife. Also missing
from the story is any real treatment of the anguishing each does over the
sacrifice they finally decide to make. Without these, the show relies not so
much on what is portrayed on stage but on how familiar the audience is with
the story before the lights go down.
The
cast handles the light demands of the piece with aplomb. Benjamin Eakeley
and Trinity Baker make an attractive couple of newlyweds and they sing very
nicely separately and their duet “Once More” is quite strong. Sal Mistretta
turns in a strong comic role as the bum (as in “Bum Luck” - his big number)
who just wants to be arrested so he can spend Christmas inside a warm jail
with real food. Darrel Blackburn as “The City - Him” and especially Lisa
Howard as “The City - Her” are effective filling all the roles from
policeman to cook to shop clerk to wealthy customers. The strongest presence
in the show is that of Anthony Manough as the newsboy who acts as the
narrator.
Book by Mark St. Germain
from the stories of O. Henry. Music by Randy Courts. Lyrics by Randy Courts
and Mark St. Germain. Directed by Bradford Watkins. Musical direction by
Chris Youstra. Musical staging by Doug Yeuell. Design: Milagros Ponce de
Leon (set) Kathleen Geldard (costumes) Jeffrey Frank (wigs) Jason Arnold
(lights) Tony Angelini (sound) Kara-Beth Oliver Dambaugh (photography)
Michael Domue (stage manager). Cast: Trinity Baker, Darrel Blackburn,
Benjamin Eakely, Lisa Howard, Anthony Manough, Sal Mistretta. |
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October 1 – November 2, 2003
Charley’s Aunt |
Reviewed October 14
Running time 2 hours 35 minutes
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You can enjoy this production on so many levels. You can enjoy the bright
and lively performances of its talented and well chosen cast. You can
appreciate the clarity of the direction by John Going or the sharp designs
in set, costume, lights and sound. You can concentrate on how solidly
constructed the plot is in Brandon Thomas’ one hundred and ten year old
script and how it doesn’t seem dated at all or you can ponder just how such
a frilly piece of froth has remained prominent enough to be constantly and
consistently produced over such a long time when so many other plays are
being written and compete for productions. But mostly, you can just sit back
and be entertained.
Storyline: Two undergrads at Oxford in 1892 get caught up
in a series of farcical situations as they pursue the girls of their hearts’
desires. Seems the ladies won’t join them for lunch in their rooms unless
chaperoned. The aunt of one of the boys is due to visit, providing a
solution to their dilemma. But when her arrival is cancelled, they talk a
chum into dressing as a woman and acting as a chaperone. Of course, the real
aunt shows up at just the wrong time and the complications mount as the
guardian of one of the girls is attracted to the faux-aunt.
Going
and his team take a stylish, sophisticated approach to a play that isn’t
exactly sophistication incarnate -- after all, it is about a man dressing up
as a woman for purely sophomoric reasons. Some productions try for high
energy, in-your-face comedy and others try to find social significance here.
Going, on the other hand, follows a good time route which delivers pleasures
and chuckles but doesn’t overdo the physical comedy. One key to his approach
is the emphasis he gives to the asides addressed to the audience and another
is the bemused image of Ian LeValley as the butler who sees his employers as
pampered but not necessarily spoiled.
Erik
Steele is our cross-dressing gentleman of the evening. His performance is
refreshingly devoid of drag humor. He’s always a young gentleman caught up
in an embarrassing situation and he does just enough falsetto and flutter
shtick to let the audience believe he is trying to fool the girls and the
adults. But his masculinity is never really in question. Jon Cohn and Peter
Wylie are a bit old for the immaturity of the two college kids but they are
certainly not as old as many who have tackled the roles. If Ray Bolger can
pull it off in the musical version Where’s Charley for decades after
debuting in the role at age 44, Cohn, Wylie and Steele certainly can since
they are much closer to the appropriate age. They are matched very nicely by
the girls of their fancies, especially Colleen Delany as Cohn’s chosen one.
Two
of the “adults” in the play are of note, in addition to Ian LeValley’s
delightfully droll work as the butler. Alan Wade is sly and smooth with his
material as Cohn’s father and, as the real Donna Lucia, Halo Wines takes
over the stage as if she owned it -- which is only right and proper given
her long history of superb performances in this house. That she and Wade
work so well together should not be surprising either since they are
co-directors of the Onley’s acting workshops.
Written by Brandon
Thomas. Directed by John Going. Design: James Wolk (set) Vickie Rita
Esposito (costumes) Jeffrey Frank (wigs) Jonathan Blandin (lighting) Tony
Angelini (sound) Stan Barouh (photography) Elaine M. Randolph (stage
manager.) Cast: Charles Antalosky, Briana Lynn Banks, Jon Cohn, Colleen
Delany, Ian LeValley, Erik Steele, Alan Wade, Ashley West, Halo Wines, Peter
Wylie. |
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August 20 – September 21, 2003
Anna Karenina |
Reviewed August 28
Running time 2 hours 40 minutes
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At the heart of Leo Tolstoy’s novel of life and love in pre-revolutionary
Russia are two characters, a man and a woman whose passions are
extraordinary. At the heart of Helen Edmundson’s success at adapting the
novel for the stage is the fact that she focuses on those same two
characters - and they aren’t Anna and her lover, the fascinating Count
Vronsky but, rather, Anna and the equally fascinating Constantine. It took
Tolstoy 239 chapters to tell these stories and so much more in his sprawling
novel. Edmonson only has one evening to cover the essentials. With the aid
of talented designers and performers, she creates Tolstoy’s world and the
central story with theatrically effective broad strokes.
Storyline: Two separate love stories play out in counterpart. Wife and
mother, Anna, thinks she has found the key to happiness in an adulterous
relationship with Count Vronsky, but it is not to be and her life is
destroyed in the process. On the other hand, Constantine Levin thinks he has
been denied all possibility of happiness by rejection at the hands of
his intended, but fate intervenes.
Edmundson’s play uses these two stories, Anna and Constantine, as opposing
arcs of drama, one descending into the depths of despair, driven by guilt
and unfulfilled desires, and the other ascending from the nadir of rejection
through redemption and a kinder fortune. With Valerie Leonard’s highly
mannered performance setting the tone for Anna’s half of the story and
Jeffries Thaiss’s more natural, open and ultimately joyful Constantine, the
contrast is starkly effective. Lawrence Redmond builds his portrayal of
Anna’s husband slowly but surely to an emotional pitch that peaks just at
the right point.
Milagros Ponce de Leon has designed a handsome brick archway set that serves
nicely as train station, dacha, village and church as Hallie Zieselman’s
lights create different moods for different locales and Lonie Fullerton has
come up with a number of costumes that are right for time, place and status
without looking terribly affected. These seem to be just the kind of clothes
the characters would be wearing as opposed to the kind of clothes actors
would be wearing when playing these characters. The exception is Leonard as
the titular Anna who, as the centerpiece, is properly emphasized in stark
black.
Two
visual effects underline the theatricality of the presentation.
Constantine’s chance sighting of his beloved as she passes in her coach is
mimed with Tara Giordano as his Kitty on the shoulders of the ensemble drawn
across the stage by prancing actors. No image could be less realistic or
more effective in its context. Then there is the famous death scene of Anna
committing suicide by throwing herself under a moving train. Death has been
a presence throughout the play, a costumed apparition that enfolds his
victims in an unmistakable gesture. Anna meets her moment in the midst of a
crowd that creates just such an enfolding effect in a stunning dramatic
moment.
Written by Helen
Edmundson. Based on the novel by Leo Tolstoy. Directed by Cheryl Faraone.
Design: Milagros Ponce de Leon (set) Lonie Fullerton (costumes) Amy Chavasse
(movement) Hallie Zieselman (lights) Jarett Pisani and Allison Rimmer
(sound) Stan Barough (photography) Che Wernsman (stage manager). Cast:
Clinton Brandhagen, Julie-Ann Elliott, Tara Giordano, Helen Hedman, Valerie
Leonard, Lawrence Redmond, Nigel Reed, Jeffreis Thaiss. |
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August 12 - 24,
2003
Translations
of Xhosa |
Reviewed August 14
Ticket price $10
Performed in the Theatre Lab
Running time 1 hour 35 minutes |
Kira Lallas, then a student at Boston University, traveled to South Africa
and lived with the local black population. She returned with stories to
tell. Instead of a term paper or a book or a diary, she created a
performance piece which, while it may have some of the feeling of a student
work, is marked by a notable simplicity of expression, a maturity of
observation and a generosity of outlook. She performs it herself with
support from a vocalist and guitarist/drummer but it remains an intensely
personal view of the world of the women of a village in the emerging
democracy of the Republic of South Africa in the
post-apartheid era.
Storyline: An American
college student shares with the audience her observations and experiences
from her stay in a South African village as part of an international study
project. The stories she relates and the lessons she has learned reveal an
affectionate bond that built up between her and the residents. As she learns
from the women of the village, she gets to know herself as a woman as well.
Xhosa is the language the
people speak in the Transkei territory of South Africa. (The “xh” sounds
as a “click” so it comes out as “click-ooh-sha”). Lallas learned to speak
Xhosa and managed what was apparently an acceptable “click,” leading to a
line in this performance piece when she has one of the locals say “I never
thought I’d hear a white woman speaking Xhosa” with a combination of wonder,
admiration and affection.
The
audience comes to share the affection for this young woman because her
delivery is so open and unmannered while her text is so honest and at the
same time eloquently observant. She speaks with a touch of the jargon of
Americans of her age (superfluous uses of “this” and “that,” and an
occasional mixed tense as you might hear in a late night gab session in a
dorm) but has true poetry in her descriptions. Lines like “there are no
mirrors in my house, there are enough people staring at me” and “I’ve been
trying to be a South African, I’ve been trying to be a woman, not knowing
they are the same thing” give beauty to her narrative.
Lallas’ work is a solo-performance piece, not a play. But she’s not alone on
the stage. She is supported by the singer Uzo Aduba whose body language and
intense facial expressions contribute almost as much as her lovely voice to
the atmosphere and impact of the piece. The work was developed during Lallas’
senior year at Boston University where Olney’s
Artistic Director Jim Petosa doubles as Director of the School of Theatre Arts. Lest one suspect
that her appearance here at Olney is some sort of favoritism, consider this
- it was a winner of the American College Theatre Festival at the Kennedy
Center over a thousand productions entered. From what is on display at Olney
this month, it was an honor well deserved.
Written and performed by
Kira Lallas. Directed by Karen Michelle Stanley. Music by Scotty Conant.
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July 16 – August 10, 2003
The Potomac Theatre Project
Crave |
Reviewed July 20
Running time 50 minutes
Performed in the Theatre Lab
Price $10 |
Extremely well acted, intriguingly staged and intellectually stimulating,
this four character intersecting-monologue theater piece has about 45
minutes of fascination power and, since it only runs 50 minutes, that is
enough to make it worth a quick visit to Olney’s Theater Lab. Since it is
one third of a three-play package, you can catch it with one of the others
on a weekend afternoon with enough time between it at 1 o’clock and either
Piaf or No Man’s Land at 4 for a meal at the Olney Ale House, the Stained
Glass Pub II or any of the other local spots within easy reach. For the
fanatic, there is also the option of adding the evening performance of the
third in the set or Monster over on the main stage. At $10, this show is an
inexpensive add-on that has much to offer.
Storyline: A mature
man, a mature woman, a young man and a young woman sit facing the audience
delivering soul-searing statements, stories, comments and confessions in
brief snippets that combine to reveal some, but not all of their
interrelationships. The young man is the callow youth the mature woman chose
to impregnate her. The young woman is the victim of the mature man’s
pedophilia. The mature man is the woman’s tormented husband. Or are they
something else? Are these statements confessions? Therapy? Perhaps they are
the final thoughts of four suicides. You decide.
The
intrigue doesn’t so much die at the end as it seems to wane at about the
two-thirds point just before the enigmatic conclusion kicks in to come to
the rescue. But through it all, there is a seemingly endless supply of
verbal fireworks, vivid imagery and deft word play. This was young
playwright Sarah Kane’s next to last effort before her self inflicted death
in 1999 at the age of 30. Here the Potomac Theater Project, the alternative
theater project at Olney, presents the play's area premiere as part of its
6th season of summer offerings.
Director Cheryl Faraone has approached the outpouring of verbiage as a good
musical director approaches a choral work, with attention to the rhythms of
the piece, the balance of voices, the clarity of duets, attack for entrances
and the tempo, meter and rhythms of the work. It may be text, but it was as
surely composed as any piece of theater music. This is most obvious in the
mature man’s extended description of his longings for the things he misses
in the relationship with his wife which his pedophiliac compulsions has
killed. As delivered by the passionately pained Stephen F. Schmidt, all this
soliloquy needs to be a show-stopping song like Gypsy’s “Roses Turn”
or La Cage Aux Folles’ “I Am What I Am” is a melody and a big
orchestra.
As
good as Schmidt is, and that is very good indeed, it is the ensemble effect
achieved among the four performers that is most impressive. Each individual
brings something unique to the mix -- Julie-Ann Elliott’s cool
sophistication, Tricia Erdmann’s youthful torment, Ben Correale’s facade
crumbling to reveal a palpable core of angst. Together they present a
compelling portrait of troubled souls.
Written by Sarah Kane.
Directed by Cheryl Faraone. Design: Alex Cooper (set) Franklin Labovitz (costumes)
Nick Olson (sound) Adam Magazine (lights) Stan Barouh (photography) Cary Louise Gillett and
Rachael A. Homan (stage managers). Cast: Ben Correale, Julie-Ann Elliott,
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July 16 – August 10, 2003
The Potomac Theatre Project
No Man's Land |
Reviewed July 20
Running time 2 hours 10 minutes
Performed in the Theatre Lab
Price $10 |
Richard Romagnoli, the co-director of the Potomac Theatre Project, Olney’s
alternative theatre group, has a touch with Harold Pinter’s extremely
literate and highly symbolic plays. Here he directs Pinter’s 1975 play about
the line of demarcation between certainty and confusion, success and
failure, hope and resignation. Much of the literature about the play
stresses the character of an established author at the end of a successful
career who is confronted by the challenge of a strange visitor as
undistinguished as he is distinguished. In Romagnoli’s staging, thanks to
the compelling performance of Alan Wade, the play is more about the visitor
and his view of the world he thinks he might have had a chance to command.
Storyline: An English man of letters has
apparently invited a stranger home from a night in a pub, but the stranger
may actually turn out to be a figure from his past. Over quantities of
scotch they discuss their pasts. The scotch gets the better of the host,
however, and his servants take over the evening. The servants aren’t the
normal butler and valet but, rather, a strange pair who may have more
authority over the host than he has over them.
Wade’s performance compels from the opening moment. In a spectacularly
constructed first scene, Pinter’s dialogue gives him every opportunity to
shine and he takes full advantage. His talkative, slightly ill at ease
stranger tries everything he knows to stimulate conversation with his
taciturn host who only responds to every third or fourth query and then with
only an unembellished declarative statement. Picture Jay Leno with a guest
who only answers “yes” or “no” to every question he can devise. As the
scotch lubricates Wade’s tongue it has the exactly opposite effect on
Richard Pilcher who plays the host with a drollery that is quite a match for
the loquacious Wade.
Word
play gives way to a mixture of suspense and confusion as the two younger
men, who may be servants or may be something more, take control of the
household. As the ratio of normal to peculiar increases, it is Wade who
provides the anchor that keeps the play from drifting off into confusion.
Seen through his eyes, the layers of peculiarity seem less perplexing.
All
of this takes place in the one room setting by Alex Cooper who uses a
minimum of furniture and a shelf unit standing before the theater lab’s
black curtained corner. Lighting designer Adam Magazine adds the world
outside the room through the simple device of the light coming through an
unseen window. Such simplicity helps maintain the focus on the language
which is always the real strength of a Pinter play.
Written by Harold
Pinter. Directed by Richard Romagnoli. Design: Alex Cooper (set) Franklin
Labovitz (costumes) Nick Olson (sound) Adam Magazine (lights) Stan Barouh
(photography) Cary Louise Gillett and Rachael A. Homan (stage managers).
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July 16 – August 10, 2003
Piaf |
Reviewed August 5
Running time 2 hours 20 minutes
Performed in the Theatre Lab
Price $10 |
No bio-play about a well known musical performer can possibly work without a
strikingly convincing performance in the lead. Olney and the Potomac Theater
Festival are fortunate to have the services of Helen Hedman. Her portrait of
a unique performing talent whose persona is so well known to many through
her recordings even forty years after her death is both so convincing and so
consistent with memory that it is the reason to see the play.
Storyline: The young street urchin heard singing
on a street corner is raised up to stardom in the cafe world of Paris,
capturing much of the angst of the pre-World War II generation and the pain
of occupation once the war breaks out. The post-war euphoria brings a period
when her career begins to falter as no one is really interested in the pain
about which she sings, but she struggles back to the top, using everyone
around her to her own ends.
Unsatisfied with the success, however, she turns more and more to drink and
drugs. She beats the addictions briefly but is finally drawn back in as a
result of treatment after an automobile accident.
Hedman provides the sound and the image of Edith Piaf over a long period,
taking her subject from youth to dissipated middle age. She has a consistent
spirit underlying the character which makes her Piaf an object of
fascination. She is at her best in the early going when she demonstrates the
unique features of her subject -- the talent, the drive, the determination to
be herself no matter what others expect of her. These are the things that
set Piaf apart from other entertainers of her time and place and they are
the things that make the first half of the show so mesmerizing.
The second act carries the story forward into
her troubled times with somewhat less satisfaction. Perhaps it is the lack of an answer to the
question "Why wouldn't the strengths that made Piaf a star on stage be
enough to make her a success in her private life?" that is felt here. It isn't Hedman's
performance that leaves that question unanswered, it is the script she is
working with. It concentrates on the pain of her failure to find fulfillment
but never addresses its cause.
Both acts are staged with a pace that keeps you from focusing on what
might be missing. Director Chris Hayes gives his design team every
opportunity to create the atmosphere the show needs and has assembled a
highly competent cast of supporting performers, each of whom tackles
multiple roles. MaryBeth Wise is particularly good as a series of Piaf's
friends including, briefly, Marlene Deitrich. Music director Alfredo Pulupa
as the on-stage pianist provides both subtle incidental musical support and
cafe-sounding accompaniment for Hedman's convincing recreations of Piaf's
performances.
Written by Pam
Gems, Directed by Chris Hayes, Musical Director Alfredo Pulupa. Design: Alex
Cooper (set) Franklin Labovitz (costumes) Nick Olson (sound) Adam Magazine
(lights) Stan Barouh (photography) Cary Louise Gillett (stage manager).
Cast: Zoe Anastassiou, Clinton
Brandhagen, Steven Carpenter, James O. Dunn, Helen Hedman, Erin Kunkel, Nick
Olson, MaryBeth Wise.
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July 9 – August 10, 2003
Monster |
Reviewed July 22
Running time 2 hours 15 minutes
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Equal parts suspenseful horror story and psychological morality tale, this
stylish and atmospheric telling of Mary Shelley’s story of Frankenstein’s
monster is as much fun as a good beach book for the summer. It delivers
chills and thrills combined, as Shelley’s novel was, with cautionary lessons
about scientific arrogance and human ambition. With Hollywood having
cornered the market on special effects designed to appear real, director Jim
Petosa wisely concentrates on live theater’s unique ability to combine
suggestion and illusion to draw the audience into the story.
Storyline: Victor Frankenstein, in search of the secret of life and death,
assembles all the parts of a man from corpses and then finds a way to bring
his construction to life. Once brought to life however, the creature has
needs Frankenstein cannot fulfill and becomes violently demanding,
eventually bringing tragedy to his world.
Monster has a great monster in
Christopher Lane, another of his remarkable creations of a character that is
something other than a human. As the title character in Rep Stage’s Swan,
his combination of body language and unhuman sounds began as more bird than
person and then evolved. Here again, he begins as just meat and bones
energized by electricity and evolves into a threateningly strong being with
increasing abilities to desire, reason and demand. His performance is
matched by Jeffries Thaiss as he transitions from the arrogant innocence of
an experimenter oblivious to the potential consequences of his efforts
through fear, remorse and despair.
Lane
and Thaiss are surrounded by the efforts of a distinguished design team and
a fine supporting cast, many of whom take on dual roles.
Paul Morella is both his friend and a ship captain,
James Slaughter his father and a shipmate and Valerie Leonard his mother and
a poor girl who is condemned to die for
the monster's acts. Will Gartshore has the most diverse dual role,
playing both Frankenstein's brother and a cat. James Kronzer has contributed a set that is
half monolith, half cracked ice and all atmosphere and Tony Angelini has
composed music and created sound effects that range from the crackling sound
of electricity to a nearly “Jaws”-like theme for the monster.
Unless you are inordinately tall you might want to try to get seats in the
front row or to the rear of the theater, for this production is a prime example of a problem we have noted
in all too many theaters with a mild rake to the audience floor and an only
moderately elevated stage. Much of the action takes place on the floor of
the stage where a large part of the audience has difficulty seeing it
without obstruction. It seems strange that directors and designers who
obviously pay a great deal of attention to sight lines from the extreme
sides of their theaters and who wouldn’t think of placing a key moment
behind a set piece such as a pillar or a partition that blocks the view of a
significant portion of their audience, don’t give the same care to vertical
sight lines as they do to horizontal ones.
Written by Neal Bell. From the novel by Mary Shelley. Directed by Jim Petosa. Design: James Kronzer
(set) Pei Lee (costumes) Harold F. Burgess II (lights) Tony Angelini (sound
and music) Stan Barouh (photography) Shari Silberglitt (stage manager).
Cast: Anne Bowles, Will Gartshore, Christopher Lane, Valerie Leonard, Paul
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May 28 – June 29, 2003
Private Lives |
Reviewed June 4
Running time 2 hours 10 minutes
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The success of any production of Noel Coward’s much loved and much imitated
drawing room comedy depends on three people -- the actors playing the couple
who can’t live without each other but can’t live with each other, and the
director. Olney found three who make it all work and then added to the pot a
great pair of supporting players and a pair of designers for set and
costumes who create just the right environment for the comic goings on.
Director Richard Romagnoli keeps all the elements in balance so that it adds
up to a delightful evening of sophisticated fun.
Storyline: Five years after their divorce from a marriage that must have
been marked by unimaginable fireworks, two members of the upper crust of
British society that flourished between the world wars are each on their
honeymoon with their new spouses in separate bridal suites that happen to
share a balcony. When they discover each other’s presence, the old passion
is reignited and they flee for her flat in Paris, leaving behind, for the
moment, their respective spouses. Their reunion is marked by all the passion
of the earlier marriage and marred by all the incompatibility that destroyed
it. They may be older, but are they any wiser?
At
first glance Morella, with his slightly Brooklyn or Bronx persona might seem
a strange choice for the upper-class marvelously named leading man, Elyot
Chase, whose flippancy is exceeded only by his urbanity. But, as he
demonstrated so tellingly on this stage in Art and Coffee with
Richelieu, he has a way of sliding a retort into a scene with
devastating effectiveness. His sense of comic timing is almost too heavy for
a part as light and airy as this one, but he balances the elements nicely as
he creates a more masculine, even slightly macho Elyot than most - no Noel
Coward imitation here. The playwright Coward may have written sublime
witticisms for the actor Coward, but they work surprisingly well in
Morella’s more muscular approach.
Valerie Leonard’s take on Amanda, the oh-so-female half of the couple, is
more traditional but no less satisfying. She is clearly much more than the
sexy body inhabiting the costumes of Nanzi Adzima which reveal as much class
as they do skin (and that is saying a great deal!) She is a thinking-woman’s
libertine who matches Morella’s Elyot line for line, argument for argument
and embrace for embrace. Together they have the requisite chemistry
bordering on fire and their first embrace is one of the most erotic
non-kisses ever. From the marvelously played moment of recognition in Act
One to the wonderful exchange of silent communication that ends Act Three,
this is a pair that was meant for each other.
James
Slaughter and Gillian Shelly as the new spouses deserted on their wedding
nights are both fine foils for the main couple’s barbs and they are even
funnier when their characters team up later in the play only to have signs
of the same combativeness that afflict Elyot and Amanda. They do their
sparring on their feet which makes them more visible to the entire audience
than are Elyot and Amanda at times in Act Two when Coward has them rolling
on the floor in passion. Those moments might have played better had Robin
Stapely’s otherwise superb setting included an elevated area where the
action on the floor could be seen by those whose view was partially blocked
due to the moderate slope of the audience floor and the relatively low
elevation of the stage.
Written by Noel Coward. Directed by Richard Romagnoli. Fight choreography by
Lorraine Ressegger. Design: Robin Stapley (set) Nanzi Adzima (costumes) Josh
Bradford (lights) Stan Barouh (photography) Shari Silberglitt (stage
manager). Cast: Valerie Leonard, Paul Morella, Gillian Shelly, James
Slaughter, Jeanne LaSala. |
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May 18, 2003
The Miser |
Reviewed April 23
Running time 2 hours 35 minutes
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It is always a delight to find a production of one of Molière’s comedies
that treats the material as funny rather than as a cultural icon on display
in a museum. Halo Wines assembles a fine team of performers and designers
and, in essence, says “Lets give the audience a good time.” And they all
respond to their director’s directions with style and enthusiasm. The result
is a play that starts strong and ends on a string of laughs.
Storyline: The title character is a wealthy cheapskate – a man who has
buried a treasure in his garden but won’t spend a sou on his son or his
daughter or his house or his wedding. He has arranged to marry but his
intended happens to be in love with his son. On the other hand, his daughter
is in love with his servant, a gentleman of noble birth who took the lowly
position simply to be near her. These storylines all converge in one of
Molière’s brightest and funniest climaxes.
Wines, well known as both an actress and a director, stays behind the scenes
for this outing. She lets the pace slack a bit in the middle, but she does
an outstanding job of both the set up and the finale. The first scene, with
all the introductions of characters and concepts is skillfully assembled.
She has the personalities of servant/suitor Christopher Yates and his
intended, Susan Lynskey, clearly established in about a minute through
marvelously efficient blocking, effective acting and costumes that are just
right. Then Jon Cohn makes his entrance as the love-struck son in the most
outlandishly character-appropriate costume of them all. Cohn struts just
enough to seem at home in the outfit without overdoing what could turn his
performance into a running gag. MaryBeth Wise gives a fine comic performance
as the maid who is also the cook and the coachman of the household.
David
Marks is the miser and his rumpled confusion is well established. He
introduces an annoying whine as the pressures on his purse begin to mount
and this gets overused in his final breakdown scene. But otherwise he is a
fine object of Molière’s ridicule. He is at his best when letting you see
his mind working on the cost of things. He captures the essence of parsimony
in a scene where he instructs his threadbare servants not to offer drinks at
the wedding reception and to only refill the guest’s glasses on the second
request. As to food for the banquet, dinner for eight would be sufficient
for his ten guests – no, make that seven.
James
Kronzer’s forced-perspective set of the dilapidated mansion is striking and
Kathleen Geldard provides an endlessly inventive parade of costumes to fill
the space with color, pomp and a clear indication of the circumstances of
each character. Together with good work on lighting and sound, including
incidental music that sets just the right tone for the event, an atmosphere
is created that sets the comic confusion in its own wonderfully wacky world.
Written by Molière.
Translated by Miles Malleson. Directed by Halo Wines. Design: James Kronzer
(set) Kathleen Geldard (costumes) Jeffrey Frank/Elsen Associates, Inc.
(wigs) Andrea Suchoski (properties) Dan Covey (lights) Christopher
Moscatiello (sound/music) Stan Barouh (photography) C. J. Williams (stage
manager). Cast: Eric Bloom, Carlos Bustamante, Jon Cohn, Paula Gruskiewicz,
Robert Lesko, Susan Lynskey, David Marks, Eric M. Messner, Meg Taintor,
MaryBeth Wise, Christopher Yates. |
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February 26 – March 30, 2003
Dames At Sea |
Reviewed March 8
Running time 2 hours
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Once
upon a time a major market for musical comedy was the proverbial “tired
businessman” who just wanted a diverting, entertaining evening after a long
day at the office. There could have been a sign on the marquee “no thinking
required.” Welcome back to the past! This light and lively piece of froth is
nothing but fun – but it is a lot of fun.
Storyline: This 1968 spoof of the 1930s musicals like 42nd
Street where a kid fresh off the bus from middle America lands a spot in
a Broadway musical and becomes a star when she goes on for a disabled star
on opening night follows a plot about a kid fresh off the bus from middle
America who lands a spot in a Broadway musical and becomes a star when she
goes on for a disabled star on opening night. Add such silliness as having
the show-with-in-a-show loose its theatre only to be staged on the deck of a
battleship in New York Harbor and it makes perfect sense that the star’s
disabling illness would be seasickness.
The
more you know about the movie musicals of the late 1920s and the 1930s the
more fun this campy romp is. If you’re the type to sit in front of the
Turner Classic Movie channel at odd hours, you will get all the gags and all
the references. But it isn’t necessary to bring anything with you but a
suspension of disbelief to enjoy Olney’s production. It is bright, colorful,
tuneful, well acted and well danced, features two nifty sets by James
Fouchard and sharp costumes by Dean Brown all imaginatively lit by Jonathan
Blandin.
The
score has fifteen songs, none of which you will know unless you’ve seen or
heard the show before, but every one of which will sound familiar. That is
because every one of them is an affectionate spoof on a song you may know.
Even if you don’t pick up on the references, the score is pleasant and the
performances of the six member cast backed by two pianos and drums are so
energetically enthusiastic that it doesn’t matter. Director Dallett Norris
has coached the cast in the essential skill of delivering campy material: do
it with great sincerity and avoid any cheap “wink – wink” glances at the
audience which say “I know this is silly, don’t you?”
Best
of the bunch are Sol Baird and Brad Bradley as a sailor boy who writes show
tunes and his shipmate who has an eye for a chorus girl. Baird is
enthusiastically innocent and Bradley is a loose limbed dancer with a fine
way with a flippant retort. Meghan Touey’s tap dancing is a bit too
mechanical and her singing doesn’t really make you see why she would wow the
opening night audience on the Battleship. But she’s good in her moments with
the boys. Deborah Tranelli is almost too good as the star who can’t go on.
If she’s as good as Tranelli is, why is she in a show that is having
financial difficulty? Sherri L. Edelen is the wise cracking experienced
chorine and she gets to use her extraordinary belting voice. Only Jack
Kyrieleison as the producer/director of the show they are putting on is a
disappointment, but he makes up for it when he brings a pleasing level of
pizzazz to a second character, the captain of the battleship, Captain “Cupie
Doll” Courageous – it’s that kind of a show.
Book and Lyrics by
George Haimsohn and Robin Miller. Music by Jim Wise. Directed by Dallett
Norris. Choreographed by Ilona Kessell. Music Director and conductor,
Christopher Youstra. Design: James Fouchard (set) Dean Brown (costumes)
Jonathan Blandin (lights) Tony Angelini (sound) Stan Barouh (photos) Shari
Silberglitt (stage manager). Cast: Sol Baird, Brad Bradley, Meghan Touey,
Deborah Tranelli, Sherri L. Edelen,
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November 19 – December 29, 2002
The Secret Garden |
Reviewed November 24
Running time 2 hours 30 minutes
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The Secret Garden may have started out as a successful children’s book,
but it reaches its greatest success as a musical play which will capture and
captivate adults. It would be a shame if the sign outside the Olney Theater
touting their production as a "fantastical family musical" kept away adults
without kids to bring along. It would be equally regrettable if the families
who did attend were those with pre-school or early elementary school kids
looking for something akin to a Disney feature about a little mermaid. This
production is too grand, too rich and too long for them. But anyone who is
old enough to follow a story that hasn’t been dumbed down to Saturday
morning television simplicity, but is still young enough to believe in the
power of selfless love, will find this Secret Garden a delight.
Storyline: A young girl is orphaned by the cholera epidemic in India where
her parents had been part of the British colonial class. She is shipped back
to England to live with her uncle, a deformed and miserable widower who has
let his dead wife’s garden wither just like his ill son and his heart. The
girl brings love back in to his home with marvelous curative effects.
The formula that Marsha Norman and Lucy Simon followed in creating this
lovely show sounds simple - take a marvelously satisfying story, tell it
with intelligence and grace, people it with characters of depth and
distinction and set the most emotionally satisfying or involving plot and
character points to music. Sounds simple but it is damnably difficult. They
pulled it off so well that the result won the Tony Award for the best book
for a musical in 1991 and was nominated for best score. That score is a
lushly lovely compilation of nearly thirty songs ranging in a wide variety
of forms blending Indian, English music-hall, Broadway and a touch of nearly
operatic styles. It is one of the more musical musicals of the last decade
or so. Music Director Christopher Youstra brings out its strengths both in
the performance of his seven piece orchestra and in the singing of stars and
chorus, although Neil McFadden’s sound design seems to overwhelm the
theater’s system from time to time.
The cast that director John Going has assembled is very strong in every
role but there are a few real standouts. The part of the young girl is
played by Rita Glynn, an amazingly talented eleven year old who not only
sings well but is able to invest a character with telling traits, as Potomac
Region audiences know from her work in To Kill a Mockingbird at
Ford’s lat year and which Broadway audiences found out when she appeared in
Jane Eyre. Here she is matched by Justin Spencer Pereira as her
sickly cousin who responds to the reintroduction of love into his world.
They make a great team. The adults are first rate as well. John Scherer is
strong voiced and creates much more than a stock character of the father.
When he sings to his son of his desire to "Race You to the Top of the
Morning" his feeling for the failing son is clear and his big soliloquy
"Where in the World" sets up a lovely moment with Peggy Yates whose crystal
clear soprano is the very essence of spirituality just right for the part of
the spirit of his late wife. Stephen Gregory Smith’s singing blends well
with the young Rita Glenn’s for the inspirational paean to the power of life
("Wick"), and Sherri L. Edelen stands out both with her touching and yet
comic acting and her singing, especially her big second act "Hold On."
Daniel Conway’s set relies heavily on projections in much the way he did
for Olney’s The Laramie Project, while set pieces are rolled on and
about. Color and time is enhanced by Howard Tsvi Kaplan’s marvelously varied
costumes under Scott Pinkney’s sometimes subtle lighting. Pinkney varies the
tone as well as the intensity of the lighting in the garden scenes to
strengthen the magic of growth.
Book and lyrics by Marsha Norman. Music by Lucy Simon. Directed by
John Going. Music direction by Christopher Youstra. Choreography by Sharon
Halley. Design: Daniel Conway (set) Howard Tsvi Kaplan (costumes) Scott
Pinkney (lights) Neil McFadden (sound). Cast: Rita Glynn (or Alexis Zavras),
Justin Spencer Pereira (or Sam Hulsey), John Scherer, Peggy Yates, Stephen
Gregory Smith, Sherri L. Edelen, Christopher Flint, Daniel Felton, Corrie
James, Harry A. Winter, Nehal Joshi, Mary Payne, Joe Peck, Stephen F.
Schmidt, Joanne Schmoll, Jennifer Timberlake, Steven Tipton, Eileen Ward.
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October 1 – November 3, 2002
Driving Miss Daisy |
Reviewed October 9
Running time 1 hour 35 minutes
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In the right hands this play can cast a gentle spell like no other and at
Olney it is definitely in the right hands! It is short – but not a second
shorter than it should be. It is simple – but underneath its apparent
simplicity it is rich, deep and full. It is sweet – but never veers too far
toward treacle and shows not a sign of artificial sweetener. It is, quite
simply, a completely satisfying and thoroughly charming production.
Storyline: At 72, a proud widow in post World War II Atlanta is getting too
old to safely drive a car. Her grown son employs a none-too-young man to be
her chauffer. She is Jewish and he is Black. Over the next twenty-five
years, they share many minor experiences together, see the world change
around them as the civil rights movement alters race relations in the new
South, and develop a strong affection for each other despite their
individual foibles.
Alfred Uhry’s Pulitzer Prize winning play, which he adapted into an Oscar
winning movie, creates a self-contained world populated by two irresistible
characters. To play them, director Thomas W. Jones II has an Olney veteran,
Halo Wines, and a Potomac Region veteran but Olney first-timer, Keith N.
Johnson. Individually, they are marvelous. Together they make an
irresistible team.
Wines takes her character through two transitions with great good humor
and an innate sense of grace. She ages from senior to senile at the same
time that she softens to admit Johnson’s character into her inner circle of
affection. Johnson, too, has a double strain to his character’s aging as he
slowly lowers his defenses against the threat of pain from the controlling
world of white society. His defenses have been both a self-depreciating
humor and a pretense of detachment. Both defenses are overcome by the
quarter century of shared experiences.
David Marks makes the most of the part no one ever seems to remember in
the play, that of the loving but eminently practical son who hires the
chauffer and responds to his mother’s crises as she ages. He resists any
temptation to overplay the humor or exaggerate the warmth. Either excess
could unbalance the entire piece. But, so could playing it too dryly. The
challenge is to stay within those constraints and create a warmly human
character that seems to fit into the world of the principals. His
performance is an example of the fine sense of balance and proportion that
marks the entire production.
Written By Alfred Uhry. Directed by Thomas W. Jones II. Design: Daniel
Conway (set) Howard Vincent Kurtz (costumes) Michael Giannitti (lights) Tony
Angelini (sound). Cast: Halo Wines, Keith N. Johnson, David Marks. |
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August 20 – September 22, 2002
Coffee with Richelieu |
Reviewed August 28
Running time 2 hours 20 minutes
Price range $15 - $35
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Is there a more entertainingly intellectual playwright working in the
Potomac Region today than Norman Allen? I don’t think so. His latest mental
exercise is a reward for any audience member who likes to use his or her
brain precisely because Allen is so visibly having a ball using his. It has
wit as well as humor, romance as well as sexuality, adventure as well as
intrigue, all wrapped up in a package that draws gorgeous designs from the
creative team and spirited performances from a superb cast of nine.
Storyline: The basic plot of Alexandre Dumas’ "The Three Musketeers" is the
springboard for Allen. To start, he has the story of D’Artgnan’s
introduction into the King’s service through the sponsorship of the
swashbuckling trio Aramis, Porthos and Athos told by its villain – the
Machiavellian Prime Minister in the court of King Louis XIII, Cardinal
Richelieu. But Allen invests the crimson frocked courtier with the ability
to commune with historic personages of other ages. He brings the likes of
Queen Victoria, Mahatma Gandhi and even Jacqueline Onassis to his table to
discuss the different views of morality over a sip of mocha java or
espresso.
The cast seems to be having just as much fun playing these roles as Allen
had creating them. As D’Artagnan, the apprentice musketeer who is taken
under Richeliue’s tutelage, Jerry Richardson’s eyes sparkle with delight and
wonder at each new discovery (from his 17th Century perspective
the concept of a skim latté made with the watery part of separated
milk/cream is a horror). James Slaughter swaggers as Parthos and then
swishes as King Louis XIII with mannerisms delightfully matching the gold
and white costume Lonie Fullerton designed for him (complete with matching
bows in his hair) .
Fullerton’s other costumes are a constant delight including the sparkling
dress for Queen Anne, in the lovely person of Shannon Parks, and a gown with
a hint of Cruella DeVille for Valerie Leonard who, as the cunning Milady
makes the most of both the part and the costumes. Susan Lynskey is nicely
attired for her main part – that of a lady in waiting who falls for
D’Artagnan in a big way – but it is the capri pants and all the
accoutrements for her fabulous scene as Jacqueline Bovier Kennedy Onassis
(the name is "almost a complete sentence!") that stands out from the crowd.
Lynskey’s droll delivery is so much fun that she got the first of a number
of exit ovations that punctuated the opening night.
Paul Morella commands the stage as Richelieu and sets the tone for the
evening from the moment he steps on Harry Feiner’s slightly skewed set. He
acts as narrator as well as prime mover and delivers some of Allen’s pithier
observations on morality, society, religion and human nature. From the very
start his cynicism gives reason to ponder – the tag "Every man thinks the
universe revolves around him. Some of us are right" is delivered with just
enough of a knowing glint and followed by just enough of a pause to let its
wisdom as well as its humor to sink in. He spends the rest of the evening as
the audience’s guide through a fabulously entertaining exercise for the
mind.
Written by Norman Allen. Directed by Jim Petosa. Design: Harry Feiner
(set) Lonie Fullerton (costumes) Tom Sturge (lights) Dave White (sound)
Charles Conwell (fight coordinator). Cast: Paul Morella, Jerry Richardson,
Susan Lynskey, Valerie Leonard, James Slaughter, Shannon Parks, Bill
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July 9 – August 11, 2002
The Laramie Project |
Reviewed July 24
Running time 2 hours 30 minutes
Price range $15 - $35
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In 1998 the members of Moisés Kaufman’s Tectonic Theater Project of New York
traveled to Laramie, Wyoming in search of understanding concerning a hate
crime that had become a national sensation. The results of their search were
presented on stage in Denver and then in New York and eventually in Laramie
itself. The production of this docudrama at Olney is stylish, solid and
substantial without any of the excess which could draw attention away from
the material and put focus on the performances or staging.Storyline:
On a cold, clear night, two men abducted and beat a gay man, Matthew
Shepard, leaving him to die tied to a fence on the prairie outside of
Laramie. The crime and the community of Laramie drew the attention of the
media around the country and around the world and became a cause célèbre
among human rights activists and the gay community. The members of the
Tectonic Theater Project interviewed over 200 residents of the town,
including police, lawyers and witnesses that had been part of the case, and
townspeople who attempted to come to grips with the crime and its aftermath
and to explain how it could have happened. A cast of nine recreates those
interviews.
Under Jim Petosa’s direction, the two-act play is an exercise in
intellectual honesty that avoids extraneous emotionalism. After all, the
subject is compelling enough in its own right and the treatment devised by
Kaufman and his team of eleven credited writers and dramaturgs is so strait
forward that theatrical embellishment would diminish the impact. The work
casts its own spell although the magic is magnified by small personal
details and revealing bits of character in the actors’ performance that
match the details included in the text to give life to the speakers.
Paul Morella acts a bit as the narrator to kick things off but the entire
ensemble soon is in full swing with neat little touches from Harry A. Winter
who channels a local cabbie, Alan Wade who gives such a matter-of-fact
description of the events preceding the attack as the bar-tender who served
both the victim and his attackers, and Christopher Lane as a local police
officer. All members of the cast develop different characteristics to bring
different characters to life on James Kronzer’s open set backed by
projections that give a face to the people and a sense of place to the
prairie and the mountains beyond.
The play is aptly titled "The Laramie Project" rather than the "Matthew
Shepard Case." Kaufman and his project members sought and found answers to
what the town felt about the crime and its aftermath and the play presents
those answers in an intensely personal manner. But they apparently didn’t
try to find out just who Shepard or his attackers were. The details of their
lives - his death and their arrest and trial - are presented almost as
background material to set up the portrait of the town’s reaction. What is
there is fascinating but what isn’t there is fodder for many post-theater
discussions.
Written by Moisés Kaufman and the members of the Tectonic Theater
Project. Directed by Jim Petosa. Design: James Kronzer (set) Susan Chiang
(costume) Scott Zink and J. Michael Hishchynsky (visuals) Dan Covery
(lights) Dave White (sound). Cast: Paul Morella, Harry A. Winter,
Christopher Lane, Allan Wade, Anne Bowles, Helen Hedman, Jesse Hooker, Susan
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May 21 – June 23, 2002
Candida |
Reviewed May 29
Running time 2 hours 15 minutes |
George Bernard Shaw’s 1898 examination of the
difference between love and infatuation is given a serious and sumptuous
production on Olney’s main stage. Rather than play it as a drawing room
comedy concentrating on the flippant bons mots that flow from Shaw’s pen,
director Richard Romagnoli concentrates his cast, especially those playing
the three main characters in a triangle of a man and his wife and a would-be
suitor, on the themes of marital ties, romantic love, social responsibility
and women’s rights that were clearly Shaw’s reason for writing the play in
the first place. If the result is less funny, it is also more interesting
than in those productions playing it as if it were a subdued sort of
"Charlie’s Aunt."Storyline: A successful cleric in Queen Victoria’s
England has given shelter to a poetic young man in the parsonage while his
wife has been away. When she returns, the young man develops the kind of
supremely romantic crush on her that only an 18 year old English poet could,
savoring the exquisite emotions of infatuation. Her husband is at first
supremely confident in the love of his wife but begins to question their
bond. The wife is at first amused by the attentions of the young man but
becomes appalled by the presumption of both men that she must "belong" to
one of them.
Valerie Leonard is a delightful Candida (the name of the wife which
sounds more like the country to our north than the hero of Voltaire’s
novel). She shows both the spirit and beauty that attract both men in the
triangle, but also the strength of character and strong sense of self worth
that that makes her a prototypical "modern woman." Clearly, in Shaw’s mind,
she’s the best and the brightest in this triangle and she’s the character
he’s most interested in. Leonard carries herself with such assurance that
the contrast to the weakness of the immature poet or the self-important
cleric is striking.
The role of the husband is the most complex in the trio and Ross A.
Dippel makes much of its twists and turns as the cleric’s supreme confidence
in the strength of his position is tested and ultimately cracks. Jeffries
Thaiss makes an attractive youth with a deep streak of poetic earnestness.
His flowing locks and chiseled features create a picture of a youthful
Victorian suitor and his subtle sense of timing makes some of the flowery
lines he’s given reek of sincerity. His interchange with Leonard in the
chaste seduction scene in Act III is a lovely little set piece all its own.
This production looks and sounds fabulous. Robin Stapley designed a
parsonage of stained glass windows and gothic arches softened by the warm
glow of a coal grate in the fireplace. Josh Bradford’s lighting design
provides deep, warm colors drawing from the stained glass while Ron Ursano’s
selection of incidental music transitions from Mozartian intimate chamber
sounds to full Beethovian heft to match the progress of the play. Lonie
Fullerton’s period costumes, especially the striking wardrobe for Leonard,
complete the picture.
Written by George Bernard Shaw. Directed by Richard Romagnoli. Design:
Robin Stapley (set) Lonie Fullerton (costumes) Josh Bradford (lights) Ron
Ursano/The Chroma Group, Ltd. (sound). Cast: Valerie Leonard, Ross A. Dippel,
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April 9 – May 19, 2002
Collected Stories |
Reviewed April 17
Running time 2 hours 40 minutes
In the Mulitz-Gudelsky Theatre Lab
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Fascinating from start to finish, this
two-actress play is the kind of theater that leaves you wanting to sit down
and talk about the issues raised, the characters, the performances and the
delight of theatergoing. Theater folk frequently refer to a show as a
journey – as in "we hope the audience will take this incredible journey with
us." Frequently it is hype. This time, however, it is a great word to
describe the experience of watching Halo Wines and Carolyn Pasquantonio
bring Donald Margulies’ play to vibrant life on James Kronzer’s elegant set.
Storyline: A successful Writer/Teacher in her mid fifties takes on a
talented student as an assistant. Over six years the relationship grows to
one of mentor and mentee and then to friends and colleagues. But the
relationship is torn apart as the younger woman uses not only the lessons
and skills passed on by the older one but her life experiences as well.
Margulies’ play premiered in California in 1996 winning the Los Angeles
Drama Critics award for best new play. When it was produced in New York it
was nominated for the Drama Desk Award for best play. The string of
nominations continued when it was produced by this team at Theater J as part
of the 2000 Potomac Theatre Festival. That production was nominated for
Helen Hayes Awards for outstanding play, actress (Wines) director (Jim
Petosa) and set design (Kronzer.)
Both actresses take quite a journey in the course of the evening.
Pasquantonio is a flighty, squeaky, shallow youth at the start but a mature,
determined, fully formed but not perfect adult by the end. Wines is a
confident, slightly quirky but comfortable professional at the start, but an
aging, raging, resentful, regretful and fearful old lady at the end. They
both make their transitions as gradually as the six scene, six year
structure of the play allows. For Pasquantonio the change is signaled at the
start of the second act in a single exclamation "OK" when, for the first
time, she is comfortable asserting herself in conversation with Wines. For
Wines the changes are subtle until they have built up to bursting pressure
for the final scene. Both performances are as fascinating to watch as the
script’s progression of characters is fascinating to follow.
Director Jim Petosa reassembled most of the design team from the 2000
production. Kronzer’s rendition of the Greenwich Village apartment with text
printed on background walls and foreground floor places this examination of
writing inside a world of the written word. Mark Anduss’ sound design
captures time and place in the Brubeck and Chico Hamilton jazz and subject
in the overlaid typewriter clacking. Olney’s Denise Umland adapted Traci
Holcombe’s original costumes and they are as impressive as is the rest of
the production. The simple black gown for Pasquantonio in the final scene is
as perfect a portrait of her character as is the rumpled bathrobe and
pajamas for Wines is for hers.
Written by Donald Margulies. Directed by Jim Petosa. Design: James
Kronzer (set) Daniel MacLean Wagner (lights) Mark Anduss (sound) Traci
Holcombe and Denise Umland (costumes) Stan Barouh (photo). Cast: Halo Wines,
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February 26 – April 7, 2002
Grease |
Reviewed March 6
Running time 2 hours 15 minutes |
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Again this year, Olney kicks off the year with a youthful musical, mixing
some of what Artistic Director Jim Petosa calls
“early career musical theater actors” with veteran union members. The
results are frequently a hit or miss mixture but this year it is more hit
than miss as they bring back this much revived high spirited musical in a
production that attempts to recapture some of its original energy and
jettison the accumulated layers of change imposed by many well known
revivals.
Storyline: The 1959 school year is getting
underway at Rydell High. Crises abound. Who goes
with whom to the hop? Should the new girl go steady with the boy she met
over the summer? What would dropping out of beauty school do to a girl’s
life? Will having even a junker of a car improve
a boy’s social life? The shows 20 songs were written in the style of the
1950s.
Grease was an early example
of what became a rage for 50s nostalgia. It opened two years before TV’s
“Happy Days” and four years before John Travolta appeared in “Welcome Back
Kotter.” Its view of the 1950s was less
idealized than that of its sanitized followers. Then, in 1978,
Grease was turned into a John
Travolta, Olivia Newton-John movie that carried the sanitization even
further, filtering the songs through the then-contemporary Bee-Gee’s sound.
Yet later the talented director/choreographer Tommy Tune revived the show on
Broadway, viewing the ‘50s through rose colored glasses that gave everything
a hot pink hue. That revival’s pink toned tour was seen in every city of any
size around the country. As a result, productions of
Grease these days are usually an
exercise in nostalgia for the ‘70s and not for the ‘50s. Olney has tried to
take us back to the shows earlier view and it works very well.
Not surprisingly, the
professionals with their Actors’ Equity cards are the strengths of the
evening. Michael Sharp has but one song in one scene but all but steals the
show as the Teen Angel who advises against dropping out of beauty school. JJ
Kaczynski might as well be conducting a masters
class on how to control a stage in his scenes as the radio disc jockey who
acts as master of ceremonies at the hop. John Paul Terrell is smooth and
strong in the role most associate with Travolta. But there are standout
performances by the “early careerists” as well. Ryan D.
Keough as the crooning guitarist and Brad Nacht
whose mooning is performed in colorful boxer shorts are both promising but
Jennifer Timberlake, who has the biggest role as Terrell’s girl also makes
the biggest impact.
A major problem, at least
on opening night from the seats we had on the right side of the audience in
front of a set of speakers that may or may not have been functioning as
intended, was the quality of the sound. Ron Ursano
is in his seventh year as the resident sound designer in this house so he
must know the strengths and weaknesses of the system. But this show, with
its inadequate area miking, the constant
amplification of the footsteps of the cast through floor microphones and the
imbalance between soloists with their own microphones and the backup groups
who were picked up by the area mics was a
distraction throughout the entire evening.
Book, music and lyrics by Jim Jacobs and Warren Casey.
Directed by Roberta Gasbarre.
Musical direction by Christopher
Youstra. Choreography by
Raquis Da’Juan
Petree. Design: Thomas F. Donahue (set)
Robert L. Scharff III (lights)
LeVonne D. Lindsay (costumes) Ron
Ursano/The Chroma
Group, Ltd. (sound.) Cast: Christine Asero,
Kathleen Coons, Erin Graham, JJ Kaczynski, Ryan D.
Keough, Meaghan Kyle, Brad
Nacht, Drew Niles, Tracy Linn
Olivera, Sara Ridbert,
Tammy Roberts, Michael Sharp, Jon Paul Terrell, Jennifer Timberlake, Chad
Wheeler, Keven Tové
Woodson. |
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November 20 – December 30
She Loves Me |
Reviewed November 29
Running Time 2 hours 40 minutes |
A lovely musical gets a lovely production on the Olney’s main stage. One of
the gems of the musical theater from the 1960’s, She Loves Me is a
simple love story with a superb score for a relatively small cast. It is a
delicate piece that could be harmed by trying to make it something bigger
than it is and director Jim Petosa avoids any attempt to blow it up out of
proportion.
Storyline: The stories of six clerks in a European perfume shop
intertwine at Christmas time. One is writing to a woman he never met and
falling in love with her. Another is writing to a man she never met and
falling in love with him. (Guess how that comes out.) A delivery boy wants
to advance to sales clerk while another clerk is having an affair with the
boss’ wife.
Two Olney veterans anchor the cast in the leading roles. Peggy Yates
brings a clear soprano voice and an elegant presence to the part of lovelorn
letter-writer Amanda. She belts out the well remembered "Vanilla Ice Cream"
and certainly hits the volume limit with her scream in a restaurant, but it
really is her lighter touch on the sales pitch "No More Candy" that is most
ingratiating. Steven F. Schmidt has the big hit from the show, the title
song which was recorded by just about every pop singer before the Beatles
changed the pop-music business forever. He’s a strong, solid presence and
together they make the central pair fully believable.
Sherri L. Edelen, Dan Felton and R. Scott Thompson each have moments to
shine in their first appearances on Olney’s stage. Edelen has a big number
in each act, "I Resolve" and "A Trip to the Library" and she makes the most
of them. Felton puts everything into "Perspective" with vigor and Thompson
really emerges from his character’s shell to open the second act with "Try
Me." In the role of the shop owner, Harry A. Winter gives a well-constructed
performance with surprising depth and warmth to his character.
James Kronzer provides another appealing scenic design, creating a pastel
world rather than a too-colorful one and Howard Vincent Kurtz provided
costumes to match. The original orchestrations have been reduced for a band
of six but they would have sounded fine in this relatively small space had
they been played with more assurance.
When She Loves Me opened on Broadway in 1963 it was greeted with
reviews calling it "a bonbon of a musical." In reviving it, Petosa
recognizes the danger of letting it seem too sickly sweet and keeps
everything on stage in proper balance. Indeed, he keeps the cast just a
little too far from the line that separates charming from saccharine. But
the end result is a tasty confection.
Music by Jerry Bock. Lyrics by Sheldon Harnick. Book by Joe Masteroff
base on a play by Miklos Laszlo. Directed by Jim Petosa. Choreographer Ilona
Kessell. Music director/conductor Chris Youstra. Original Orchestrations by
Don Walker adapted by Frank Matosich, Jr. Design: James Kronzer (set) Dan
Covey (lights) Howard Vincent Kurtz (costumes) Neil McFadden (sound.) Cast:
Peggy Yates, Stephen F. Schmidt, Harry A. Winter, Sherri L. Edelen, Daniel
Felton, R. Scott Thompson, Jeffries Thaiss, Michael Sharp, Michael Omohundro,
Doug Bowles, Ilona Dulaski, Cindy Huthins, Jan Johns, JJ Kaczynski, Mary
Payne, Jennifer Timberlake. |
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October 9 - November 11, 2001
Art |
Reviewed October 13 |
One of the better known new plays of the last decade, “Art” gets a superb
staging under Olney’s Artistic Director Jim Petosa with three strongly
individualistic performances. Since there are only three in the cast, that
means they are batting a thousand! Add to that a great scenic design and
this is a show to treasure.
Storyline: Three men who have been good friends for years begin to argue
over one’s purchase of a painting, but the argument shifts to the nature of
their friendship.
This production of the 1998 Tony Award winning “Best Play” – a translation
of Yasmina Reza’s three person talkfest – is sharp, bright and wonderfully
detailed:
-- Paul Morella uses his character’s sense of humor to keep his acerbic tone
from being insufferable. Without that, it would be difficult to understand
why the other two characters care about him, but with it he becomes a valued
addition to each of their lives.
-- Alan Wade brings out his character’s sense of intellectual curiosity as
the basis of his genuine interest in understanding his friend’s opinions and
the reasons for them. This gives heft to a part that could be that of a
light-weight as so much of the discussion is driven by his questions.
-- Christopher Lane gets all of the humor of his character’s peculiarities
across without making him an object of derision. Then he manages to make him
a truly sympathetic character who brings a very human and very valuable
dimension to the trio of friends.
Petosa’s direction creates a real ensemble among the men. Lane’s explosion
of frustration is a fabulous comic moment for the show but the silent,
stunned reactions of Morella and Wade are the lenses which magnify the
effect. The exchange between the three as Wade’s character offers up the
painting as a sacrifice on the alter of friendship is a symphony of
exchanged expressions, postures and gestures.
James Kronzer has designed one of the most stylishly fascinating sets of the
season with elegant lines and intriguing perspectives just right for the
play. Unfortunately, Daniel MacLean Wagner’s lighting design fails to match
the simplicity of the set’s elements, creating splotches where clean light
would be better. But, to be fair, he has to accommodate the script’s light
cues to signal switches from action to internal thought as well as location
changes. It wasn’t an easy task. |
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