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February 19 - March 23, 2008
Major Barbara
Reviewed February 28 by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:50 - one intermission
Two sparkling acts separated by an intermittently decipherable middle
section
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The nexus of Shaw and the Shakespeare Theatre Company is
the junction of classical English theater and the dawn of modern English
Theater. The joining of the two gives audiences cause to anticipate great
joy in this production. In the charmingly entertaining first act,
the natures of most of the significant characters in the rather convoluted
story are laid out with Shaw's typical blend of wit, wisdom and whimsy
giving voice to the views of people on all sides of controversial issues.
The scene then shifts from the reflective confines of the library of an
upper-class English home, where every word is uttered with crisp
enunciation, to a cavernous set of a Salvation Army shelter in East London,
where the recipients of aid speak in somewhat less understandable
patois. The difference in speech patterns is entirely appropriate to the
piece, but as delivered, it makes it difficult to understand too many
important plot points. The result is that those who came into the
hall without prior knowledge of the story are left without the information
necessary for a proper enjoyment of the remaining two scenes. It is a pity,
for there are a host of fine performances here, especially those of Helen
Carey, Tom Story and Ted van Griethuysen which deserve to be enjoyed.
Storyline: Barbara Undershaft is a major in the Salvation Army with the
highest of standards as she attempts to convert the poor and unfortunates of
London. She's shocked beyond tolerance when her superiors in the Army accept
a shelter-saving donation from the distiller of the very whiskey which
tempts so many of the souls at the mission away from the straight and
narrow. To make matters worse, she is one of three children of Andrew
Undershaft, head of the world's most successful munitions factory, whose lack
of moral scruples is even more shocking to her. What is more, her mother has
been separated from Andrew for twenty years because of his refusal to agree
to leave the business to their son. Now, with the three Undershaft children
reaching adulthood and marriageable age, Lady Undershaft attempts to
persuade her estranged husband to settle dowries on their two daughters and
provide for the inheritance she believes her son deserves. Barbara attempts
to reform her father with no success, although she does obtain his agreement
to visit her shelter. In exchange she is to visit his factory. Both learn
something from the exchange.
We have
provided a more complete summary in the storyline above in an effort to be
of help to those who approach the play cold. Don't arrive early expecting to
pore over the synopsis which the Shakespeare Theatre Company usually
includes in the program. For some reason, they have omitted it for this
production. Those who would like an act-by-act, scene-by-scene rundown can
visit
www.sparknotes.com/drama/majorbarbara and spend a few minutes with their
"plot overview." It will be time well spent.
There's rarely a moment of confusion over the
important words or syllables uttered by Carey as she delivers Shaw's
delicious lines as Lady Britomart Undershaft, or by Story as her son who has
found absolutely nothing to do with his life. Their work together - as he
follows her around with a cushion for her back from couch to chair to
settee, is as sharp verbally as the physical comedy with the cushion is
precise. The fabulous consistency of
van Griethuysen, as the munitions mogul who prides himself on arming any side
of any contest that will pay the bill, gets most of the plot points
entrusted by Shaw to his character across clearly as well. With each, careful listening is amply rewarded with
both pleasure and information. In the middle section, while the
majority of Catherine Flye's lines as Shaw's "bundle of poverty" land clearly, others, especially
those of Andrew Long, as an angry cockney-spouting brute, seem to ricochet around the set and the hall
making every fourth or
fifth syllable difficult to connect with its neighbor. Relying more on
visual humor, as he is want, Floyd King has more success as a
down-on-his-luck laborer. Throughout this act, Vivienne Benesch's lines, as
the Major of the title, get swallowed up as well, although she's clear as a
bell in the scenes in the library.
Robert Perdziola's costumes are a study of class,
upper and lower. James Noone's three sets are beautiful to look at and
their appearance enhances each of the three locales in this, the first
production in the new Sidney Harman Hall to be mounted with the hall in its
proscenium configuration. The library set is stunning and the munition
factory suitably whimsical, while the Salvation Army shelter looks
impressive but is so wide and
deep that the difficulty with accents is intensified. David Maddox's sound
design does little to overcome this difficulty, especially given the
contrast between the dialogue and the overly loud playing of the incidental
music he composed for the occasion.
Written by George Bernard Shaw. Directed by Ethan
McSweeny. Design: James Noone (set) Robert Perdziola (costumes) Robert
Wierzel (lights) David Maddox (sound and music) Scott Suchman (photography)
James Latus (stage manager). Cast: Vivienne Benesch, Helen Carey, Leah
Curney, Blake DeLong, Leo Erickson, Tiffany Fillmore, Catherine Flye,
Adriano Gatto, Kenric Green, Austin Herzing, Karl Kenzler, Floyd King,
Andrew Long, Kaitlin Manning, Jennifer Mendenhall, Kaytie Morris, Kevin
O'Donnell, Kevin Pierson, James Ricks, Tom Story, Ted van Griethuysen.
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January 15 - March 2, 2008
Argonautika
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:40 - one intermission
A modern slang take on ancient Greek legend
Performances at the Lansburgh
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The last time
Mary Zimmerman staged a work in the Lansburgh it earned the Ushers' Favorite
Show Award, a recognition voted by those theater lovers who volunteer at
local theaters, and, as a result, see a great cross section of the work
offered on our stages. That was her version of the rarely performed travelogue
of a Shakespearean play,
Pericles, and the ushers seemed to be taken
with the clarity of her story telling and the striking imagery of her
staging. Now, three years later, she again takes up a story of a Greek
prince off on a journey through fantastic locales. This time out she doesn't
have the benefit of a script by Shakespeare, and, while Pericles is
certainly not the bard's greatest piece of dramaturgy (it is famously one of
his "problem plays") she seems to miss the sense of dramatic progression and
motivation as she mounts the story of Jason and his band of stalwarts off in
search of the golden fleece. There's a sense of youthful energy and good
humor among the ensemble but a lack of polish, discipline and urgency which
makes the story limp from episode to episode.
Storyline: To protect himself from a dire prediction, King Pelias of the
Greek city of Iolkos sends his nephew Jason off on a quest for the pelt of a
ram (the famous "golden fleece") in a
far off land on the eastern edge of the Black Sea, knowing that there would
be so many dangers to be overcome the chances of Jason's survival would
be
minimal. But Jason assembles a team of the greatest talents, skills and
abilities and sets sail on the then-state-of-the-art vessel - the Argo
(thus, the name "Argonauts") - and overcomes every barrier between Greece
and the end of the known world. And, with the help of young Medea who has been shot by cupid's
amorous arrow, triumphs over almost all odds.
Zimmerman used her unique approach to adapting a
classical source in preparing the original production of this piece. Just as
she did with the tales of Ovid in the Metamorphoses, which won her a
Tony Award when it played on Broadway in 2002, she gathered a cast and
developed the piece as a communal exercise at her home facility,
Chicago's Lookingglass Theatre. As re-staged here, she has four of the
original cast of fourteen, including Atley Loughridge, who raises the level
of dramatic interest quite a few notches upon her arrival as Medea. Her
impalement by cupid's arrow, which looks like it was borrowed from Steve
Martin but rather than worn on the head has been lowered to her heart, not
only causes amorous results but begins a slow, steady seepage of rich red
blood throughout her
costume. One new member of the cast is a standout. Soren Oliver uses both
strength and humor to make Hercules a memorable character. Original cast
member Lisa Tejero and newcomer Sofia Jean Gomez make a chipper team as the
two goddesses Hera and Athena, while Tessa Klein's valley girl of an Athena
cavorts delightfully with Ronete Levenson's one-joke version of cupid (oh,
but that one joke - her opening line - is a gem as she delivers it).
A key difficulty in this production however is the
character of Jason himself. As performed by Jake Suffian, the leader of the
greatest expedition to date in the history of western mankind (which,
admittedly, wasn't a very lengthy history since this was over three thousand
years ago) was a bland, colorless, practically emotionless fellow who only
shows much spark when love strikes - and by that time, we're well into act
two! Those who saw Suffian's emotionally wrenching portrayal of the
inarticulate homophobe in Studio Theatre's
Take Me Out in 2004
know of his ability to communicate depth in a character without relying on
mere dialogue. None of that is visible here.
Daniel Ostling designed the set for Zimmerman as he
did for her Pericles and again he provides an elegant space in which
the cast create images through ensemble placement. An elevated platform
without a railing, however, finds the actors clinging to the few vertical
supports to keep their balance. The costumes are by Ana Kuzmanic in her
first Potomac Region outing and they are something of a mixed bag. The
raiments of royalty are both impressive and a bit witty, which works nicely
for Allen Gilmore's King Pelias and Oliver's second appearance as King
Aietes, but the rags of the Argonauts are unimpressive things. Michael
Montenegro's mask and puppetry designs, including a towering two-actor
giant, a pair of fire-breathing bulls, and vomiting birds are effective and distinctive.
Written and Directed by Mary Zimmerman. Adapted from
the texts of the Greek Apollonius and the Roman Valerius. Puppets by Michael
Montenegro. Design: Daniel Ostling (set) Ana Kuzmanic (costumes) John
Culbert (lights) Andre Pluess and Ben Sussman (sound and music) Carol Rosegg
(photography) M. William Shiner (stage manager). Cast: Justin Blanchard,
Jason Vande Brake, Allen Gilmore, Sofia Jean Gomez, Casey Jackson, Chris
Kipiniak, Tessa Klein, Ronete Levenson, Atley Loughridge, Andy Murray, Soren
Olver, Jesse J. Perez, Jake Suffian, Lisa Tejero. |
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January 12 - 19, 2007
On the Eve of Friday Morning |
Running time 1:05 - no intermission
An entertaining and involving play for children with active minds |
The new series of family friendly programming kicks off with a play
commissioned from Norman Allen which is performed weekends for the public and
weekdays for school groups. It bears all the marks that have made Allen's
plays for younger audiences so rich over the years. This is not a mere
"kids' show" only intended to capture and keep the interest of youngsters,
although it certainly does do that. Allen includes serious concepts and
raises serious issues as well, and treats his young audience with the
respect they are due as thinking, curious and receptive individuals. The
company says that the material is appropriate for children ages eight and
up, and they are quite correct. The color and energy of the production may
appeal to younger children, but those in the intended age group will find
much more to contemplate.
Storyline: In modern day Iran, Young Nazzrin's mother tells her the
Persian folk tale of Mushkil Gusha, "remover of difficulties," to help pass
the time while they await word of the fate of her father who has been
arrested for teaching from prohibited books. The tale is of a young girl in
Persia and her father, a poor wood gatherer. As the story unfolds, the
characters come to life and Nazzrin is transported to an ancient time, but
finds that the concerns of family are the same no matter what century you
may be in.
Allen has worked in the genre of
theater for and by youngsters for many years. At Signature Theatre he
produced a play in collaboration with the students of Wakefield High School
nearly every year for almost a decade. Each dealt with an historical event
or topic that fascinated both the playwright and his student collaborators,
and, as a result, fascinated audiences. The first,
Waiting in Tobolsk,
The Children of the Last Tsar went on to an expanded professional
production. Leaving Monticello dealt
frankly with the issues surrounding Thomas Jefferson and Sally Hemings,
Jenny Saint Joan with Joan of Arc and The Haight - 1969 with
the concerns that spawned the hippie movement in San Francisco. Now he takes
up questions of freedom of thought, the value of cultural heritage and the
universality of the bonds of family.
Anu Yadav is a presence that the children in the
audience find easy to identify with, open and enthusiastic as Nassrin.
Judith Delgado and Craig Wallace share narration duties while each remains
in character as Nazzrin's mother and the wandering teller of tales,
respectively. Both are effective in part because their enunciation is so
clear and crisp. Wallace adds a sense of mystery as the storyteller and
Neema Atri a touch of youthful humor as "an orphan boy of a millennium ago -
and more." The most fun for most of the audience, however, is Tiffany
Fillmore as the Princess from ancient Persia who seems a blend of Sherrie
Renee Scott's Egyptian princess Amneris in Aida and Laura Bell
Bundy's valley girl Ellie in Legally Blond - although it is a measure
of Norman Allen's sense of craft that he doesn't put the phrase "Oh my god,
you guys!" into her mouth.
David Muse directs with a sure hand, although he does
allow the pace to lag just a bit about two thirds of the way through the
one-hour performance. The new Harman Hall looks superb and the acoustics are
as sharp and clear as in other, more complex productions. James Kronzer's
set design features traditional Persian motifs (especially the intricate
grill work that forms the fences, walls and gates of various locales) with
set pieces appearing from a trap in the stage. So, too, do Erin Nugent's
costume designs reflect the cultural heritage of the land.
Written by Norman Allen. Directed by David Muse.
Design: James Kronzer (set) Erin Nugent (costumes) Mark McCullough (lights)
Daniel Baker (sound) Carol Pratt (photography) Colleen Martin (stage
manager). Cast: Neema Atri, Ed Chemaly, Judith Delgado, Tiffany Fillmore,
Craig Wallace, Anu Yadav. |
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October 27, 2007 - January 6, 2008
Edward II
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:45 - one
intermission
t A Potomac Stages Pick for
an emotionally satisfying portrait of a monarch destroyed by his passions
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Includes a disturbing execution scene too strong for young children
Performances in the Sidney Harman Hall
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Color and light fill the space on the stage of the Harman Hall as a huge
cast supports Wallace Acton, Andrew Long, Vayu O'Donnell and Deanne Lorette
in an emotionally wrenching story from the pen of Christopher Marlowe who
shook up Elizabethan theater in a brief, brilliant five year career cut
short by his death from a knife wielded in a brawl. Gale Edwards, whose
production of
Titus Andronicus last spring was a visually spectacular equivalent
of a Shakespearean slasher flick, here hones in on the internal emotional
turmoil of the title character while surrounding star Wallace Acton with a
host of distinctive supporting characters. She stages the Elizabethan piece
about the Edward of 1307 as if it were the age of Edward VIII, the monarch
who abdicated in 1936 to marry American divorcée Wallace Simpson. This gives
the piece a panache and gives her designers free reign to camp it up a bit
with revelers in drag and the king's martyred lover in giant wings a-la
Angels in America.
Storyline: The first act of King Edward II of England upon assuming the
throne was to call back from exile his favorite, his lover, the Frenchman
Piers Gaveston. The lords of the court are scandalized and the powers of the
church enraged. Edward is torn between the challenge to his rule and his
passion for Gaveston, flip flopping between submission to the demands of his
court in order to avoid loosing his crown and outright flaunting of his
affair. A nobleman manipulates the crisis to assume power for himself and
eventually replaces Edward II with the young Edward III with himself as Lord
Protector.
Christopher Marlowe wrote this
heart-felt and heart-rending history play only five years after the
intellectually dryer sweep-of-history plays that formed his first mega-hits,
Tamburlaine Parts I and II. Under Gale Edwards' direction, the emotional
impact of this piece is so much greater than that of the intellectually striking
but less emotionally involving version of Tamburlaine, which Michael Kahn is directing in repertory with
this production, makes one wonder just how Marlowe could have grown so
much as a dramatist in such a short time. Much of the key, however, seems to
be the directorial touch of Edwards who blends visual spectacle with
emotional turmoil to create a fast-paced, fascinating whole.
Wallace Acton makes such a king! His Richard earned
him the Helen Hayes Award while his Richard II and Richard III each earned
him nominations for the same award. Here he's an astonishingly conflicted
monarch. His Edward is not just torn between his passion for a male lover
and his sense of royal place. That passion bends his perception of royal
prerogative and duty. He gives the audience a view into the torn soul of his
subject, one that is both totally understandable and fundamentally tragic. Andrew Long is superb as the nobleman who would
manipulate that conflict for his own advancement. It isn't homophobia that
motivates the key players, it is opportunism. Vayu O'Donnell, a new face for
Potomac Region theatergoers, nudges right up to the edge of overdoing
mannerisms as Edward's lover without actually going too far. In Marlowe's
text, the story opens with his joy over being called back to England to
share the life of its new King whose father had banished him for corrupting
his son. O'Donnell makes that scene work in the director's concept as she
contrasts joy with the dirge of the funereal court. A host of well-drawn
performances from the likes of Floyd King, James Konicek and David Sabin add
spice to the brew.
The physical design of the production is striking. The
large space of the stage is not cluttered but often impressive sights are
created. The flickering of votive candles and the stained glass window of a
cathedral, the large bier and coffin of a funeral, the bars of a prison all
establish place with a sense of style, while costumes ranging from the
sumptuousness of religious robes, elegance of Edwardian formal wear and the
outlandishness of gay club-goers in drag carry the story from scene to scene
with clarity. Karl Lundeberg provides some original music which blends well
with snippets of Tchaikovsky and Shostakovich in creating a sense of classic
formality. The use of Tchaikovsky's refrain often called the "Theme of Fate"
which has long been associated with the composer's struggle to deal with his
own homosexuality added a subliminal layer to the presentation.
Written by Christopher Marlowe. Directed by Gale
Edwards. Choreography by Daniel Pelzig. Fight direction by Rick Sordelet.
Design: Lee Savage (set) Murell Horton (costumes) Mark McCullough (lights)
Phillip Scott Peglow (sound) Karl Lundeberg (original music) Carol Rosegg
(photography) Jeremy B.
Wilcox (stage manager). Cast: Wallace Acton, Terence Archie, JJ Area,
Michael Bunting, Chris Crawford, Abe Cruz, Danyon Davis, Blake DeLong, James
Denvil, Franchelle Stewart Dorn, Adriano Gatto, Kenric Green, Austin Herzing,
Anthony Jackson, Robert Jason Jackson, Scott Jaeck, Jair Kamperveen, Floyd
King, James Konicek, John Lescault, Andrew Long, Deanne Lorette, David
McCann, Kaitlin Manning, Christopher Marino, Kaytie Morris, Vayu O'Donnell,
Jonathan Earl Peck, Kevin Pierson, Jeferson A. Russell, David Sabin, Majed
Sayess, David Emerson Toney, Kurt Uy, Craig Wallace, Amy Kim Waschke, Jay
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October 28, 2007 - January 6,
2008
Tamburlaine
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 3:15 - one intermission
An epic pageant of the history of the 14th Century conqueror
displayed with
style
Performances in the Sidney Harman Hall
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Somewhere between tribal chant and primordial scream, the
wail of history initiates Michael Kahn's one-evening encapsulation of
Christopher Marlowe's two-part history play. What had taken the audiences of
Elizabethan England two evenings to witness, Kahn manages to survey in one
without giving the impression that he is rushing the huge forces required.
It does, however, seem that there isn't quite as much time as would be
required for full exploration of the characters - it is the action and the
history that gets the attention here, not the emotion. The eye is pleased,
the ear treated and the intellect challenged, but the heart is left for
another night.
Storyline: A shepherd from Scythia, along the
shores Central Asia's Aural Sea, rises to leadership of an army that
conquers territory from the Mediterranean to the Arabian Sea. With each
conquest he becomes more powerful and more cruel to the forces he conquers,
coming to believe that aggressiveness and subjugation are the keys to
martial success. He eventually comes to believe he is not just superior to
human foes, he is godlike as well, and, when age and illness begin to
overtake him, he launches a war on heaven.
This half of the company's Christopher Marlowe repertory
is early Marlowe. Tamburlaine The Great which is presented in abbreviated
form as Act I, was a big hit for a previously unknown, twenty-three year old
Marlowe in London in 1587. It offered something not seen on Elizabethan
stages before, a "history play" with drama, scope and passion. Its impact on
the local theater scene may have been impressive, but its importance to the
future of drama is of equal interest. Another dramatist in town at the time,
one William Shakespeare, would put some of the elements of this approach to
history plays into practice in works that would be better known over the
next four centuries. The success also stimulated a sequel which is the basis
of Kahn's Act II. In encapsulating the two, Kahn shows us the power and
scope but it is hard to see some of the seeds of emotional involvement in
historical topics that Taburlaine is credited with inspiring in subsequent
works by Marlowe, Shakespeare and their descendants over the succeeding four
centuries.
Avery Brooks strides through the story with the same
impressiveness that the real Tamburlaine may well have evidenced as he
inspired and frightened populations across Central Asia between 1336 and
1405. He doesn't, however, seem to limp as the original is said to have ...
"Tamburlaine" is derived from the derisive nickname for the conqueror, Tamur
the Lame. Brooks is the picture of vital, vigorous and virile health over
the thirty-five years of military exploits chronicled in the play. His voice
fills the hall (more on this later) and his presence dominates the huge
cast. No fewer than 38 performers take the stage for the curtain call - many
of them regulars that Shakespeare Theatre Company audiences have come to
know and respect.
While Brooks is clearly the star of the show, it is
the hall that is really the star of the night. This first show to open in
the new Sidney Harman Hall (Edward II actually had the first preview
performance in the hall, but Tamburlaine had the first official opening)
gives Potomac Region audiences their first chance to see this lovely
facility with its deep brown slatted walls that disperse sound so well and
its large stage that can be used in a number of different configurations.
For this production Michael Kahn has chosen an open arrangement without a
proscenium, allowing the full extent of the spaciousness to be evident. Set
designer Lee Savage avoids filling that space with clutter. Instead, he
provides large but isolated set pieces that leave a lot of space unfilled,
leaving it to Jennifer Moeller to create the feeling of sumptuousness
through her costumes of silks and brocades. There is no credit in the
program for "sound design" for the cast is called upon to project throughout
the spacious hall. That they do so with highly satisfying results is both a
tribute to the skills the Shakespeare Theatre Company, one of the world's
great classical theaters, fosters in its casts and to the success of
acoustic design consultant Richard Talaske -
perhaps his name should in the credits for this show.
Written by Christopher Marlowe. Directed and adapted by Michael
Kahn. Fight direction by Rick Sordelet. Design: Lee Savage (set) Jennifer
Moeller (costumes) Mark McCullough (lights) Karl Lundeberg (composer)
Carol Rosegg (photography), Benjamin Royer (stage manager). Cast: Terence Archie, JJ Area, Avery
Brooks, Chris Crawford, Abe Cruz, Danyon Davis, Blake DeLong, James Denvil,
Franchelle Stewart Dorn, Adriano Gatto, Kenric Green, Austin Herzing,
Anthony Jackson, Robert Jason Jackson, Scott Jaeck, Jair Kamperveen, Floyd
King, James Konicek, John Lescault, Andrew Long, Deanne Lorette, David
McCann, Kaitlin Manning, Christopher Marino, Kaytie Morris, Vayu O'Donnell,
Jonathan Earl Peck, Kevin Pierson, Jeremy Pryzby, Jeferson A. Russell, David
Sabin, Majed Sayess, Mia Tagano, David Emerson Toney, Kurt Uy, Craig
Wallace, Amy Kim Waschke, Jay Whittaker. |
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September 25 - November 25, 2007
The Taming of the Shrew
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:30 - one intermission
A modern-dress mounting of Shakespeare's battle of the sexes
Performances in the Lansburgh
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This is one Shakespeare play which cries out for a strong concept from a
director because the
attitudes toward the relationship between men and women, especially husbands
and wives, that audiences bring into the theater today are worlds away from
those of theatergoers in Elizabethan England. Director
Rebecca Bayla Taichman puts her stamp on the comedy, dragging it into a
modern day version of fashionably wealthy Italy and highlighting much of the
subplot of the contest for the hand of the shrewish Katherina's younger
sister, the fair Bianca, relegating the main story of the battle of wits
between Katherina and Petrucio to almost equal prominence with the subplot.
With the Shakespeare Theatre Company's tradition of superb supporting
performances, this is a wise way to go. However, Tachman goes too far in
tricking up the Petrucio/Katherina story, especially when Christopher Innvar's
Petrucio shows up for his wedding wearing a wedding dress that matches the
one that looks so good on Charlayne Woodward as Katherina.
Storyline: A wealthy gentleman of Padua has almost despaired of finding a
husband for his headstrong eldest daughter, Katherina, when Petrucio, an out
of town suitor, arrives seeking her hand and her generous dowry. Warned of
her shrewish nature, he maintains that he knows how to tame a shrew. He
arrives dressed inappropriately and late for his wedding and then announces
that he and his bride are departing immediately for his home town. There he
subjects her to indignities and demands for her acceptance of his commands
without question. Depriving her of food and sleep, he breaks her spirit but
in the process comes to value her intelligence and a bond is developed. In
the meantime, her sister whose hand has been refused by
her father to many suitors because he would not have her wed before her
older sister, is suddenly becoming available which stimulates a strenuous competition between men who have
been longing to "take her to wife."
The use of misogynistic abuse to enforce masculism, if
that is the proper word for the opposite of feminism, isn't the only
difficulty this play offers to directors mounting it today. The boorishness
of Petrucio, the initial shrewishness of Katherina and the rapidity of her
conversion to a "dutiful wife" all complicate the task of director.
Taichman's solution to this complication is to cast the striking Woodward
and the solid Innvar in these roles. Each creates a strong and consistent
character, not an easy thing to do with the shift in Katherina's demeanor,
but one that Woodward handles with assurance. Her distinctive enunciation is
quite fitting for Katherina and reminds one just a bit of another
upper-class Kate, one named Hepburn. Invar is rough and rambunctious, a man
of physical solutions to any problem. When he sings rather than simply
recites the famous line "Where is the life that late I led" there is a
delicious nod to another effort to bring this story forward four centuries,
Cole Porter and Sam and Bella Spewack's Kiss Me, Kate.
Lisa Birnbaum is the focus of the subplot as the
younger, more sought after sister, Bianca. She is honey to the buzzing bees
of a superb set of suitors; the stuffy J. Fred Shiffman, the Johnny Depp-ish
Aubrey K. Deeker and the identity switching Michael Milligan/Bruce Nelson.
Louis Butelli gives just about the most energetic supporting performance
thus far in the relatively young 2007-08 season in the Potomac Region as
Petrucio's servant Gumio. Bill Hamlin delivers a silent routine when he
enters that is such a wordless delight that I, for one, hoped he would get
off stage without ever speaking a line. It would have been such a delectable
silent role. Alas, he wasn't there just as a passing gentlemen, but as the
rich father of one of Bianca's suitors, and, as such, he had to enter into
dialogue scenes. Oh, but his silent minute or two was sublime.
Taichman's sense of visual spectacle is a marvelous
aspect of her productions. At Woolly Mammoth she directed memorably visual
productions of Dead
Man's Cell Phone and
The Clean House.
As she did with The Clean House, she uses Narelle Sissons to design
the set. His sumptuous red, glass and gold-brushed chrome structure features
a partially obscured billboard showing the lower part of what looks for all
the world like a Vargas Girl painting from Playboy of Bianca. In a nice
subtle touch, the bill board has a small plaque showing the name of the
outdoor advertising company that owns it: "Minola Publicita,"
obviously the family company of the shrew, Katherina Monola. The set features a revolving
door that Taichman puts to intriguing use for sight gags. The door is
flanked by glassed in areas that at one point become a pair of booths for the
competition over Bianca in the style of television's $64,000 Question.
Written by William Shakespeare. Directed by Rebecca
Bayla Taichman. Choreographed by Seán Curran. Fight direction by Rick
Sordelet. Design: Narelle Sissons (set) Miranda Hoffman (costumes) Robert
Wierzel (lights) Daniel Baker and Ryan Rumery (sound) The Broken Chord
Collective (music)
Scott Suchman
(photography) Sarah Bierenbaum (stage
manager). Cast: Wyckham Avery, Lisa Birnbaum, Louis Butelli, Aubrey K.
Deeker, Andy English, Drew Eshelman, Sean Michael Fraser, Bill Hamlin,
Nicholas Hormann, Christopher Innvar, Michael Milligan, Bruce Nelson, Erika
Rose, Todd Scofield, J. Fred Shiffman, Nick Vienna, Charlayne Woodward. |
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June 5 - July 29, 2007
Hamlet
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 3:15 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for a fresh take on a
classic role
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Every notable actor worth his salt who tackles the role
of Hamlet brings something new to one of the most complex characters in all
of Shakespeare's work. The role is so big, so demanding, so multifaceted and
complex that no one performance can encompass all the possible permutations
of this sane/insane, hormone/intellect-controlled adult/kid. Michael Kahn
directs this new production of a play that the company produced only five
years ago, and which he himself directed fifteen years ago, because he
wanted to direct Jeffrey Carlson in the role while Carlson is still young
enough to bring the youth of the character into sharp focus. This he
accomplishes, and it is a pleasure to watch some of the youthful, physical
touches that Carlson manages. His is a refreshingly vigorous young prince
whose torment at the turn of events in his family's court drive him mad with
images of incest dancing in his head - images with which a hormone-driven
teen can't cope. It is all presented within a typically solid Shakespeare
Theatre Company production.
Storyline: The prince of
Denmark discovers that his uncle has murdered his father, the king, and wed
his mother, the queen. The quest for vengeance results in the deaths of
guilty and innocent alike.
While Hamlet's age isn't specified, he has been off
studying in Germany when he gets the word to come home to Denmark, and in
Shakespeare's day, college kids weren't very old. Carlson impresses with the
vigor, barely-contained energy and natural insouciance of youth in a
performance that is all twitch and tumble and which places the emphasis on
the hormone-driven body at the expense of the workings of the tortured mind.
It is that mind, however, that is given glorious expression in some of the
finest soliloquies Shakespeare ever wrote, and here Carlson isn't quite as
satisfying as others have been. Compare and contrast two moments in the
first act separated by a split second. When Hamlet is left alone after
having controlled himself with great difficulty in the presence of his
uncle's court, Carlson collapses to the floor in one of the most most
demanding and impressive moves a physical actor can pull off. It is the
essence of youthfulness. It is also all pain and anguish. Just a moment
later he launches into one of Shakespeare's most impassioned soliloquies:
"O, that this too too solid flesh would melt." What is missing is the sense
of transition. We get no chance to see the inner workings of the young
prince's mind. All evening long, Carlson gives one of the most physically
impressive - and probably most exhausting - of performances. It adds to our
collection of notable Hamlets - but does not supplant others in the pantheon
of great performances of the role.
Robert Cuccioli, who co-starred with
Carlson in
Lorenzaccio here in
2005, brings a highly virile approach to the role of Claudius, Hamlet's
uncle. His bond with his new wife, Hamlet's mother Gertrude is sexual
and Janet Zarish makes a very sexual Gertrude. Ted van Griethuysen doesn't
double, he triples as the Ghost of Hamlet's Father, the First Player in the
troupe that performs the play within a play, and as the Gravedigger. Michelle
Beck matches Carlson's emphasis on youth. She's an Ophelia that seems even
younger than Hamlet. As her father, Polonius, Robert Jason Jackson puts both
his fabulously mellifluous voice and his imposing stage presence to good
use.
Humor is a major factor in the way
this productions seems to fly by over its three and a quarter hours.
Laughter punctuates scene after scene in this modern dress production with
I-Pods, Cell Phones with distinctive ring tones and digital voice recorders.
These touches add to the sense of youthfulness that is at the center of
Carlson's performance and Kahn's direction. Strangely, the climactic battle
scene - the famous fight with poison tipped swords - seems rushed, leaving
the evening to end on a less satisfying note than much of what has gone
before. It isn't so much that David Leong's fight direction seems lacking,
but that the events of the scene seem to be compressed without enough focus
drawn to specific plot developments which lead up to the climax. No such
feeling affects the play within a play in Act III which Kahn stages as a
combination kabuki live-action and bunraku puppetry with the delightful
creations of Aaron Cromie.
Written by William Shakespeare.
Directed by Michael Kahn. Fight direction by David Leong. Incidental music
by Adam Wrenick. Design: Walt Spangler (set) Murell Horton (costumes) Aaron
Cromie (puppets) Charlie Morrison (lights) Martin Desjardins (sound) Carol
Rosegg (photography) M. William Shiner (stage manager). Cast: J. Clint
Allen, Michelle Beck, Kenajuan Bentley, Jeffrey Carlson, Robert Cuccioli,
James Denvil, Robert Jason Jackson, Maria Kelly, Bill Largess, Kenneth Lee,
David Murgittroyd, Pedro Pascal, Erskine Ritchie, Ben Rosenblatt, David L.
Townsend, Ted van Griethuysen, Nick Vienna, Craig Wallace, Chris Whitney,
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April 3 - May 20, 2007
Titus Andronicus
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:35 - one intermission
Shakespeare's equivalent of a slasher flick
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After the pleasures of director Gale Edwards' production here of
Hamlet,
with its Stonehenge-like gray slate set, and of
Richard III,
with its blood-splattered glass partitions, her return to mount a
Shakespearean play with almost endless opportunities for memorable visuals
was a much-anticipated event. This time out, however, she seems to have
opted to play down the opportunity for sumptuous descent into sensational
excesses. Oh, she does mount the atrocities specified by the Bard of Avon -
the killings, the maimings and such like. But much of the action is played
out in front of rather dull drapes and curtains by characters dressed in
some sort of hybrid of ancient Roman garb and modern gabardine. She keeps
her eye on the storytelling, however. Those who find the convoluted multiple
plots of many of Shakespeare's plays confusing or impenetrable will have no
trouble following this tale of the escalating cycle of revenge.
Storyline: A conquering general returning in
triumph to Rome is immersed in the politics of the empire in the wake of the
death of the emperor. He is proclaimed the new emperor but refuses the post,
naming one of the former emperor's sons in his stead, but unleashing a flood
of jealousies that involve his five remaining sons, his daughter, the family of the late emperor and the queen of the
land he conquered whom he has brought home in chains along with her entire
family. Each act of violence begets another, gorier and more inventive, an escalation that includes rape, maiming, mayhem, torture,
disfigurement and cannibalism.
Shakespeare, turning out a blood-and-gore play that
predates the horror films of today by about 400 years? Yes. Early in his
playwriting career, he took up the then highly popular genre of the revenge
play and gave it all the bloody awful details that Londoners could want. The
body count may not equal that of the recent box office hit movie
300, but it probably comes close to Texas Chainsaw Massacre. To
what end? Shakespeare found a theme that, like many screenplays of our day,
tries to tie horrible events to honorable intentions - duty, honor, family
ties. Ah, but it is all in support of a story that has multiple horrific
events. In this version a general who has waged bloody and, one assumes,
horrible combat for a decade (loosing twenty-one of his twenty-six sons)
makes the emotional journey from one who sees carnage as a normal state of
affairs to one who is capable of rage when it is inflicted on him and his
family - but, of course, his response is to exact even bloodier and more
horrific revenge.
As is often the case with Shakespeare, a towering
performance in the title role is the best guarantor of success. Here, it is
Sam Tsoutsouvas who plays the general Titus Andronicus, and he's good. But
good isn't enough. He's not mesmerizing and that is what the evening needs.
The strongest performance comes from Peter Macon as Aaron, a Moor who is the
slave and lover of the Queen of the Goths whose plea for mercy toward her
son is denied by Titus, setting off the chain of events that leads to the
blood bath. That queen is a stately Valerie Leonard doing a fine job on
short notice (she stepped in when Lynnda Ferguson had to pull out of the
production). Colleen Delany is also satisfying as Titus' daughter who is
pretty and self-contained before her horrible treatment from the queen's
sons. It isn't giving away too much to say that she's raped and then has
both her tongue and her hands cut off so she can't name her attackers. It is
that atrocity that drives Titus over the edge to find an even more heinous
reprisal.
Edwards is working here with the same design team she
had on both Hamlet and Richard III, so any criticism of the
visual impact of the production cannot be laid at the feet of the
designers. It was the vision of the director. There are some very sharp
individual images. It
opens on Titus making his entrance striding down a path made of coffins. It
closes with the next generation exhibiting the same faults that had proven
fatal for their elders. The blood-letting death of the queen's sons is
intriguingly staged and the simple but effective image of the forest with
reflective tree trunks works well too. These pleasures are too infrequent but
enjoyable when they appear.
Written by William Shakespeare. Directed by Gale
Edwards. Design: Peter England (set) Murell Horton (costumes) Rick Sordelet
(fight direction) Mark McCullough (lights) Martin Desjardins (music and sound) Carol Rosegg (photography) M. William Shiner (stage manager). Cast: C. Travis
Atkinson, Bob Barr, Danny Binstock, Michael Brusasco, James Chatham, Colleen
Delany, Julie-Ann Elliott, Andy English, Ryan Farley, Chris Genebach, Bill
Hamlin, Maria Kelly, William Langan, Valerie Leonard, Peter Macon, Kyle
Magley, David Murgittroyd, Alex Podulke, Robert Rector, Ben Rosenblatt,
Christopher Scheeren, Matthew Stucky, David L. Townsend, Sam Tsoutsouvas,
Nick Vienna.
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January 16 - March 18, 2007
Richard III
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 3:15 - one intermission
Visually striking and often thrilling performances mark the Company's
second
III in four years
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At the beginning of Richard III, Geraint Wyn Davies peeks around the
corner of the landing at the top of a spiral staircase that leans at
approximately the same angle as the famous tower in Pisa and delivers one of
the most oft-quoted (or oft-impersonated) lines in all of Shakespeare. "Now
is the winter of our discontent" he says. Wait a minute! Wasn't 2003 the
winter of our discontent? That was when Wallace Acton declaimed the same
line on the same stage in the same role in another strikingly visual but
very different Richard III. That one was directed by Gale Edwards.
This one by Shakespeare Theatre Company Artistic Director Michael Kahn.
There are similarities, of course. It is, after all, the same play. Kahn
says the reason for returning to the piece so soon was his desire to see Wyn
Davies tackle the part. Taking Kahn at his word, then, the question here is
"just how good is Wyn Davies?" The answer? Very good, indeed. He doesn't
quite erase memories of Acton. Instead of displacing the earlier Richard in
our collective memories, he adds a different and distinct Richard of his own.
Storyline: As Edward IV
approaches his death late in the fifteenth century, his brother Richard sets
about to remove all those who might gain the throne in his place. He
arranges the deaths of his other brother and his children, his own nephews
and others who stand in his way while those he doesn’t kill he imprisons.
But insurrection mounts and Richard faces his foes on the battlefield. He is
out maneuvered and slain, bringing an end to the War of the Roses and to
what the victor refers to as “these bloody days.”
Wyn Davies's Richard is a captivating creation. He's a
deformed lump, both physically and morally. His hump back, his club foot and his scarred face
(he quickly tells us he's "rudely stamped ... Deformed, unfinish'd, sent
before my time into this breathing world") are but the physical
manifestations of inner deformity. Wyn Davies takes to prosthetics
with brio, clomping around with a sense of the extra energy it takes for him
to move his frame. But he is also a charmer. He uses his deformations of
body and of soul to manipulate people and events. If, indeed, his Richard
was "unfinish'd" at birth, he certainly had become all that he could be by
the start of the show. During the three plus hours traffic of this stage,
Wyn Davies' Richard remains unchanged, unaffected by either the astonishing
successes of his dastardly plots that raise him from Duke of Gloucester to
King of England, or by any sense of guilt. When, at the end, he intones that
other oft-quoted (or impersonated) line "My kingdom for a horse," he seems
the same man he did at the beginning. It is an engaging, fascinating but
strangely static portrayal.
Kahn has surrounded Wyn Davies with
a terrific supporting cast in tremendous costumes on a superbly designed and
lit set that not only lists to one side, it tilts downward as well. It is an
industrial structure of pipes and girders, not an attempt to recreate the
London of Richard's time at all, but not anything like the modern setting for
Edwards and Acton's version here, or of the version Sir Ian McKellan brought
here year's ago which was famously updated to Nazi-threatened England. Chief
among the pleasures are the strength of Edward Gero's Duke of Buckingham, and
the personal pride of Claire Lautier's Lady Anne, who faces the prospect of
marriage to the deformed monster with a bearing that seems to affirm the
possibility of human dignity.
The program for this production
includes a one-page message from the Richard III Society, the group trying
desperately to erase the damage this play has done to the reputation of its
namesake. After all, they rightly point out, most of the evil doings that
Shakespeare shows Richard III doing were almost surely not done by this
Richard, or, for that matter, even during the time he lived. He was the last
of his line, the house of York and no one who had been one of his supporters
was in a position to defend his reputation after he had been deposed.
Instead, history was written by the victors. His successors, the Tudors,
included Elizabeth who sat on the throne when Shakespeare wrote this play.
The Richard III Society points to the lack of evidence that Richard III was even
deformed. They espouse a faith that "the truth is more important than the
lies" - oh, but the lies are so very much more entertaining!
Written by William Shakespeare.
Directed by Michael Kahn. Fight direction by David Leong. Design: Lee Savage
(set) Jennifer Moeller (costumes) Charlie Morrison (lights) Martin
Desjardins (sound and music) Carol Rosegg (photography) M. William Shiner
(stage manager). Cast: Jeff Allin, Ian Bedford, Matthew Cardenes, Donald
Carrier, Kenny Cooper, Ralph Cosham, Dan Crane, Aubrey Deeker, James Denvil,
Margot Dionne, Andy English, Edward Gero, David Gross, Bill Hamlin, Tana
Hicken, Keith Irby, Kent Jenkens, Maria Kelly, Floyd King, Melora Kordos,
Claire Lautier, Andrew Long, Sean McCoy, David Murgittroyd, Carl Palmer,
Pamela Payton-Wright, Robert Rector, Lawrence Redmond, James Ricks, Ben
Rosenblatt, Theodore M. Snead, Matthew Stucky, Raphael Nash Thompson, Nick
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November 7 - December 31, 2006
The Beaux' Stratagem
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway
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Running time 2:25 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for comic style and pure fun
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original script |
Imagine, if you will, the formalized farcical style of the
eighteenth-century English stage that led up to the likes of Sheridan's
The Rivals (remember Nancy Robinette on this stage as Mrs. Malaprop?)
blended with the informal human comedy touch of mid-twentieth century
Thornton Wilder (recall The Matchmaker) and topped off with the
full-out comic style of Washington's own Ken Ludwig (Lend Me A Tenor).
Such diverse sources for a single play might be the formula for confusion
and failure. Instead, a three-century "collaboration" is a sparklingly funny
evening that under the superb direction of Michael Kahn, plays very well
indeed. This world premiere of a complete rewrite of a rarely performed, but
well known, 1707 comedy starts a bit slowly as multiple plot lines are
established, but builds to a delightful romp as those stories come together.
Storyline: Two down-on-their-luck English gentlemen (known as "gentlemen
of broken fortune") head off to the hinterlands to find a wealthy woman to
wed. It doesn't matter which one wins the prize for they have agreed to
share any fortune they strike. One pretends to be the servant of the other,
but, of course, both fall for local ladies. Complications are added by a
band of brigands led by a rogue impersonating a pastor. To provide further
laughs, the authors throw in a ditsy mother in law, her
drunk of a son and a swishy French minister.
The Beaux' Strategem began in
1707 as
a comedy by George Farquhar, one of the acknowledged masters
of the style known as "restoration comedy" that was so popular at
the time. It was successful in its day but it is rarely performed in modern
times. Thornton Wilder began an adaptation in 1939, but did not complete the
project.
Now Ken Ludwig takes up Wilder's fragment to produce a new version for
modern audiences. Apparently Wilder had collapsed some of the stories,
discarded some of the extraneous characters and tightened up the original
five act script. He hadn't gone much beyond the first of a two act structure
he adopted for the adaptation, so much of Ludwig's work is evident in the
second act.
There's a very real change in the level of energy and the frequency of
laughs in that second half which plays much more like Ludwig. However,
Michael Kahn's steady hand meshes the disparate portions of the resulting Farquhar/Wilder/Ludgwig
comedy so that the differences aren't bothersome at all.
Christopher Innvar is often
hilarious as the gentleman posing as a servant in the ploy, and Veanne Cox
brings a touch of Carol Burnett style timing to the role of the lady he
woos. Christian Conn teams up with Julia Coffey as the other couple, making
more of the roles than just comic foils. Throughout the evening Hugh Nees
and Nancy Robinette spice things up beautifully. A complicating subplot is introduced
early on with Rick Foucheux as "a man of two professions, highwayman and
minister." The role never really takes off, however. A second act creation
of the modern re-write is a real crowd pleaser in the hands of Floyd King.
He plays the minister brought in at the end. In Farquhar's original text,
the role had about three lines of dialogue. Here, in a touch very much in
the Ludwig manner, he becomes a running gag as the wedding he's supposed to
perform is an on, off and on again thing. King makes the most of it.
James Kronzer's sets are not
actually part of the Farquhar/Wilder/Ludwig script, but they are very much a
part of the audience enjoyment of this production. With two
counter-revolving turntables, the large structure of the English Tudor-style
inn breaks into pieces which rotate and reassemble as an equally large,
imposing Georgian-style manor house. The first time the turntables swirled the
audience applauded. The second time, they oohed and aahed. Add the sumptuous
period costumes of Robert Perdziola, and Martin Desjardins' selection of the
proper period music, and you have the opulent feel Shakespeare Theatre
Company audiences have come to expect.
Written by George Farquhar, Thornton
Wilder and Ken Ludwig. Directed by Michael Kahn. Choreographed by Peter
Pucci. Fight direction by Paul Dennhardt. Design: James Kronzer (set) Robert
Perdziola (costumes) Joel Moritz (lights) Carol Rosegg (photography) M.
William Shiner (stage manager). Cast: Ian Bedford, Julia Coffey, Christian
Conn, Veanne Cox, Dan Crane, Colleen Delany, Dew Eshelman, Rick Foucheux,
Daniel Harray, Christopher Innvar, Maria Kelly, Floyd King, Diane Ligon,
David Murgittroyd, Hugh Nees, Nancy Robinette, Anne Stone, Matthew Stucky,
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August 29 - October 22, 2006
An Enemy of the People |
Running time 2:55 - one intermission
A solid production of a stark morality play |
If you believe that a morality play need not delve into the complexities of
virtue and evil, but, instead, should present a clear distinction
between right and wrong, this handsome production of Henrik Ibsen's study of
a good man's battle with a town full of evildoers and wimps is just the
thing. If, on the other hand, you want to see fallible humans
struggle with distinctions between imperfect alternatives, you will best
look elsewhere. Or you can attend in order to appreciate the art involved in
the mounting the production and enjoy the spirited performances. Kjetil Bang-Hansen,
Resident Director of the National Theatre in Oslo, stages a new
adaptation/translation of Ibsen's drama by Brian Johnson who is about to
retire from Carnegie Mellon University and Rick Davis, Artistic Director of the Theater of the First Amendment at
George Mason University. Those who caught the nearly-as-solid production of
another translation of this same play last month at
Olney Theatre Center for
the Arts may find it fascinating to compare and contrast the two. For now,
however, this is
the only Enemy in town and it offers considerable strengths of its
own.
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.
This is the first time the Potomac Region has had the
opportunity to see the work of Norwegian director Bang-Hansen. He elegantly moves his
forces about the stage, placing them in position to draw attention to key
revelations and avoid unnecessary distractions. The pacing is similarly
elegant without seeming at all sluggish. Indeed, a few plot points seem to
fly by rather too rapidly, but that seems to be more a function of Mr.
Ibsen's occasional brevity than the director's lapse. Bang-Hansen finds the
humor in some of Ibsen's constructs and uses it to leaven the piece,
counteracting some of Ibsen's weightier, more dour views of human nature.
The approach makes the evening quite a bit more entertaining, even if it
doesn't make the characters less off-putting.
Bang-Hanson certainly has
accomplished a great deal with the first task of a director, his selection
of a cast. Joseph Urla is a fine,
virtuous Dr. Stockman. Just watch his physical reaction to Philip Goodwin's
marvelously unctuous pronouncement of regret that it "was not in my power to
prevent some of the excesses of last night" that he had himself committed! Goodwin's
mayor
is a tower of pride, totally unused to any challenge to his authority. Rick Foucheux is his polar opposite, a shaky gelatinous blob of a man who reacts
to every passing shift in public opinion. It is not entirely
clear if it is Bang-Hanson's attention to detail or the talents of some of
his actors, but the use of hand gestures to signal tensions by Urla, Goodwin
and Foucheux is fabulous, and, at least on opening night, the tiny parts of
the two young sons were given marvelously natural portrayals by youngsters Benjamin Schiffbauer
and Connor Aikin. Only the few women in the piece seemed a bit unfocused in
Bang-Hansen's scheme of things. Caitlin O'Connell's portrayal of the good
doctor's wife nearly fades away into the background, while Samantha Soule
flares on occasion as their daughter.
The only shades of grey to be found here are in the
sets and costumes designed by Bang-Hanson's Norwegian colleague Timian
Alsaker. Alsaker breaks with the general drabness of the design to spark the
finest sight gag in the evening, one that may have escaped the attention of
some. Note the color scheme of the back wall in Act
IV, the chair railing which echoes that of the theater itself, and, finally,
the lamps on the top of the wall which are replicas of those along the top
of the wall of the Shakespeare Theatre. It gives new meaning to the line in
the play about not being able to find a suitable hall for the meeting and
being stuck in "this godforsaken place." Both Alsaker and sound designer
Martin Dejardins underline the dilemma facing Urla's virtuous doctor with
water pipes framing the proscenium and a rather too prominent drip-drip-drip
sound cue at predictable moments. The image one carries away from the play,
however, is precisely that which Ibsen himself intended - the mass of broken
windows in what had been the hero's happy home.
Written by Henrik Ibsen. Translated by Rick Davis and
Brian Johnson. Directed by Kjetil Bang-Hansen. Design: Timian Alsaker (set
and costumes)
Charlie Morrison (lights) Martin Desjardins (sound) Carol Rosegg
(photography) Amber Wedin (stage manager). Cast: Connor Aikin or Sam Zarcone,
Rich Foucheux, Robin Gammell, Philip Goodwin, Tyrone Mitchell, Derek Lucci, Caitlin
O'Connell, Peter Rini, Benjamin Schiffbauer or Sean McCoy, Samantha Soule, Joseph Urla, Nick Vienna. |
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June 6 - July 30, 2006
Love's Labor's Lost |
Running time 2:20 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for a
tie-dyed take on Shakespeare that rocks - literally
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Michael Kahn says he doesn't believe in changing periods of Shakespearean
plays just to change periods. There has to be a good reason for a change.
Well, he found a heck of a good reason to set this sixteenth-century comedy
in the 1960s, the age of the Beatles and the Maharishi Mahesh Yogi, to be
exact. It not only gave him a chance to explore social issues in the text,
it gave him and his wonderful cast so many chances for pure fun. Issues?
Well, yes. This is still Michael Kahn and it is still William Shakespeare.
So, of course there's a serious examination of the text. It was
written in the time when there was a woman on the throne, and Kahn finds much
to explore in Shakespeare's combination of fad-following men and
independent, self confident women. But it sure doesn't get in the way of the
good time, as the fads the men follow hark back to British rockers heading
off to India in search of good karma and the women show up on Vespas in
outfits that would make Charlie's Angels envious. The play bogs down a few
times and the fun takes a while to get underway, but once it takes off, it
soars!
Storyline: A king and his three lords, having sworn
off love to pursue truth, fall head over heels for a princess of a
neighboring land and her ladies in waiting. They promptly pair up, but must
keep their infatuations secret because of their vows of temporary chastity.
The secret-keeping goes too far, however, as mixed up communications and
disguises lead to pledges of eternal devotion to the wrong parties.
Shakespeare's play breaks down into two separate programs
- the story of the youths and their amorous diversions and the strange
assortment of comedic characters whose subplot adventures provide additional
diversions. The 60s motif is clearest in the central story of Amir Arison,
who may strike you as Ringo Starr in disguise, and his followers, Hank
Stratton, Erick Steele and Aubrey Deeker, each funnier than the other in
their quest for karma as well as Claire Lautier, as the Princess with
her court astride their Vespas. When the band strikes up sonnets set to a
rock beat by composer Adam Wernick, the approach takes flight. But
Shakespeare provided his own set of diversions from the main text - comic
roles for a schoolmaster, a curate, a constable and a don - and the
Shakespeare Theatre Company calls on some favorites who have fun with the
puns, gags and malapropisms. David Sabin and Ted van Griethuysen compete
with each other in a sort of verbal challenge dance that delights, and
Geraint Wyn Davies breaks everyone up with his Dali-esque Don Adriano de
Armado. Floyd King is the attendant to the Princess. All participate in the
pageant of the worthies sequence which takes the gags just a bit too far and
starts to drag.
While Ralph Funicello's colorful and airy set with its
pagoda and a sky filled with psychedelic forms, and Mark Doubleday's bright
and often orange-tinted warm lighting go a long way toward creating the mood
for the piece. It is Catherine Zuber's absolutely delightful, whimsical costumes that take the concept to its
zenith. Bell bottoms, Nehru jackets, sandals for the men and vinyl platforms
for the women, and every color on the wheel make the show a delight for the
eye as well as the ear. Her costumes can often be fun when the show call for
it (consider Two Gentlemen of Verona at CENTERSTAGE) or sumptuously gorgeous
when appropriate (her Tony Award costumes for
Light in the Piazza on
Broadway come to mind), but here she gets to do both and she does it with a
consistent sense of style that is a joy.
The production is a milestone for
Michael Kahn and the company. When it closes here at the end of July it will
transfer to Shakespeare's home town, Stratford-upon-Avon, to perform in the
Swan Theatre in the home of the Royal
Shakespeare Company. It will be part of that legendary company's year-long
Complete Works Festival which will see productions by seventeen
international companies (including the Tiny Ninja Theater's Hamlet)
and fourteen British companies as well as the hosting RSC which will perform
twenty-three. The locals may not know what hit them when Erik Steele unveils
his drum set and bangs out the rhythm for "Thou A Heavenly Love!"
The only thing this production lacks is an original cast album.
Written by William Shakespeare. Directed by Michael
Kahn. Music composed by Adam Wernick. Design: Ralph Funicello (set) Catherine
Zuber (costumes) Mark Doubleday (lights) Martin Desjardins (sound) Carol
Rosegg (photography) M. William Shiner (stage manager). Cast: Jolly Abraham,
Amir Arison, Nick Choksi, Jordan Coughtry, Aubrey Deeker, Colleen Delany,
Blake Ellis, Leo Erickson, Floyd King, Rock Kohli, Claire Lautier, Sabrina
LeBeauf, Michael Milligan, Kunal Nayyar, Angela Pierce, James Rana, David
Sabin, Brian Q. Silver, Erik Steele, Hank Stratton, Nicholas Urda, Ted van
Griethuysen, Geraint Wyn Davies, Ryan Young. |
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April 4 - May 21, 2006
The Persians |
Reviewed April 12
Running time 1:20 - no intermission
A splendid presentation of the world's oldest play |
Ethan McSweeny, who was this company's Associate Director throughout much of
the 1990s, returns to mount a distinctly modern production of what may
well be the oldest surviving drama of all. It dates to the Dionysian
festival of 472 BC, merely seven years after the astonishing defeat of the
Persians at Plataea by the young upstart city-state, Athens. It is a play
that could well have inspired the second half of ABC's Wild World of Sports
popular slogan "The thrill of victory / The agony of defeat." This portrait
of the agony of the powers that were, in what was the superpower of the day,
takes no delight in the pain it observes, but it dwells on it with the
remorselessness of an unblinking television camera's lens. Here Aeschylus'
tragedy is given a handsome and frequently involving presentation with all
of the visual splendor, sonic richness and performing polish for which the
Shakespeare Theatre Company is known, using a cast principally of company
regulars.
Storyline: Little by little, the leaders of the
government of Persia, then the most powerful nation on earth, try to absorb
the reality of their force's defeat at the hands of a tiny city-state,
Athens. The first word arrives as a soldier from the army stumbles home with
an incomplete but devastating view of events. By the time their defeated
king arrives, they know of the extent of the disaster and have had time to
assess its consequences.
This new new translation and adaptation by Ellen
McLaughlin uses some of the conventions of modern theater to make it easier
for today's audiences to feel comfortable with this two and a half
millennium old play. The most notable change is in the use of the chorus. In
classic Greek drama, the chorus was a group of actors chanting explanations
and observations on the fate of the mortals involved in the action. Here,
instead, the chorus has been split up into individuals. They are all
"counselors" and seem to constitute something akin to the Persian cabinet -
Interior, State, Religion, etc. Their observations and explanations become
the interjections of a political body under extreme pressure rather than a
theatrical device. Company regulars such as Floyd King, David Emerson Toney
and David Sabin each establish a specific persona as Treasury, Army and
Navy.
The principal roles are in the always capable hands of
Helen Carey, who is very good as the dumfounded Queen of Persia attempting
to absorb the idea that her son, King Xerxes, could have lost his country
its power and wealth, and Ted van Griethuysen as the ghost of the former
King, Darius, father of Xerxes, astounded at the actions of his son. Both
give the kind of impressive performances that should set up the final
appearance of their son for maximum effect. Unfortunately, Erin Gann's
Xerxes gets the surface suffering right but misses some of the depth of pain
that was the focus of Aeschylus' play. That focus was and remains
astonishing, given that Aeschylus himself was a soldier in the victorious
army which utterly destroyed everything Xerxes treasured. The amazing thing
about the play is the humanity and understanding underlying Aeschylus'
script which portrayed the agony of defeat of his opponents without stooping to
victorious gloating.
The show begins with a briefing for the audience in
the form of a multi media presentation using maps, satellite photographs and
artwork on a curved, Cinema-Scope-like screen. It places the events in
perspective. After all, the original audience would have been made up of
veterans of the war and their families who had stayed behind in the
homeland. They would be as familiar with the history being portrayed as
would an American audience today for a play about the war in Iraq. The
curved screen is raised to reveal a desert of bloody sand behind the
circular playing space. The connection to today's world is emphasized by the
chorus entering in modern street clothes and donning robes. Xerxes, when he
arrives in pained defeat, is wearing contemporary camouflage fatigues. The
costuming is not devoid of splendor, however. Carey makes her entrance as
the Queen of Persia in a spectacular golden gown and crown befitting the
wealth of the pre-defeat Persia, and van Griethuysen appears in a subdued
leather and mesh costume of timeless tone. The stage is flanked by two
percussionists providing the rhythmic pulse of the performance. During the
performance a cellist joins the ensemble to add a mournful touch.
Written by Aeschylus. Adapted by Ellen McLaughlin.
Directed by Ethan McSweeny. Music composition, music direction and sound
score by Michael Roth. Choreography by Marcela Lorca. Design: James Noone
(set) Jess Goldstein (costumes) Michael Clark (projections) Kevin Adams
(lights) Carol Rosegg (photography) M. William Shiner (stage manager). Cast:
Dacyl Acevedo, Emery Battis, Helen Carey, Jordan Coughtry, Ed Dixon, Blake
Ellis, Erin Gann, Stephen Graybill, Floyd King, Don Mayo, Scott Parkinson,
John Livingstone Rolle, David Sabin, John Seidman, David Emerson Toney,
Nicholas Urda, Ted van Griethuysen, Ryan Young. Musicians: Orlando Cotto,
Caroline Kang, N. Scott Robinson. |
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January 24 - March 19, 2006
Don Juan |
Reviewed January 29
Running time 2:35 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for a hugely
entertaining adaptation of an outrageous comedy
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Sometimes theater can be a magical time machine that both transports you
into another time and also cements the connection between the contemporary
and the historical. When that magic happens with a work by the seventeenth
century's
Molière, the result is hysterically historical . . . or is that historically
hysterical? Whichever! This comic skewering of the French court of Louis XIV
is a hugely entertaining evening as Stephen Wadsworth directs his own
translation and adaptation which he introduced at San Diego's Old Globe in
2004. Here, he has two new leading men but much the same cast and design
team as at the Old Globe, which may explain why the production felt so solid
and polished by opening night, almost as if it was six weeks into an eight
week run.
Storyline: The famous libertine not only violates polite society's
supposed strictures on the relations between the sexes, he refuses to adhere
to rules of behavior or give even lip service to the hypocrisies of the
nobility in the capital city of the France of Louis XIV, the Sun King. He
rejects chastisements from noblemen, creditors, his father and even the
implied criticism of his own valet. But, when a giant statue comes to life
to correct him, he seems to waiver. It is just a momentary lapse, however,
and he sticks to his unorthodox principles even as he
goes to hell rather than reject all he has lived by.
As translator, adaptor and director, Wadsworth puts a
distinctive stamp on a play that has delights of its own. He is often quoted
as being a great believer in theatrical style, and that shows in this
production which is completely stylistic. It is not, however, a simple
replication of an historical style. There is a contemporary freshness to
Wadsworth's blocking and pacing, and the stage pictures that he creates. This
much is clear from the opening moments -- a curtain call that has the
audience applauding even before there is a show. A prologue delivered with
unctuous sincerity by Laurence O'Dwyer clearly stamps the piece as something
being performed before the Sun King himself. Since much of the material of
the play is a thinly disguised excoriation of the sovereign's court, the
calling forth of the presence of the monarch gives the entire evening a bite
it might not otherwise have. And, since Wadsworth is trying to show us what
the play would have been on its opening night before the censors got their
hands on it, it is a piece of historical accuracy to have the players
acutely conscious of the royal presence.
The cast Wadsworth brought with him is quite strong
and their work is thoroughly enjoyable. Still, it is the work of the two
male leads that carry the night forward. Jeremy Web is the brightly decadent
Don himself, prancing through life with every intention of sampling all the
pleasures he can, and never holding his tongue when discussing the
proprieties he rejects. Much of the time, he is in conversation with his
valet, played by Michael Milligan with equal energy but with the added
delight of asides to the audience that pierce the platitudes he's mouthing
for his employer.
The designers Wadsworth brings with him are new to the
Shakespeare. On the basis of this striking work it is to be hoped that they
will return from time to time. Kevin Rupnik's sets capture the look and feel
of seventeenth century French theater but use all the technology of the
twenty-first to create striking effects. Most notable is his creation for
the dining room of the Don with its use of classic scenery painting
techniques to give depth to flat surfaces and tiered panels to form a
ceiling overhead that seems seamless but gives access for chandeliers and
the sharp lighting of Joan Arhelger. Anna R. Oliver's costumes are as
sumptuous as the court of the Sun King and fit the tradition the Shakespeare
Theatre Company requires.
Written by
Molière. Translated, adapted and directed by Stephen Wadsworth. Choreography
by Daniel Pelzig. Fight direction by Geoffrey Alm. Design Kevin Rupnik (set)
Anna R. Oliver (costumes) Joan Arhelger (lights) Christopher Walker (sound
consultant) Martin Desjardins (resident sound designer) Richard Termine
(photography) M. William Shiner (stage manager). Cast: Dacyl Acevedo, Jordan
Coughtry, Gilbert Curz, Burton Curtis, Francesca Faridany, Daniel Harray,
Laura Heisler, Laura Kenny, Michael Milligan, Laurence O'Dwyer, Nicholas
Urda, Jeremy Webb, Ryan Young. |
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November 15, 2005 - January 8, 2006
The Comedy of Errors |
Reviewed November 22
Running time 2:25 - one intermission
A colorful and energetic version of
Shakespeare's comedy
Winner of the
Ushers' Favorite Show
Award
for November 2005
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Unless you have an aversion to messing around with
Shakespeare's plays, you will probably get a kick out of this gagged-up,
shtick-filled production. Much of what director Douglas C. Wager adds to the
old reliable 400-year-old tale of twin brothers and their twin servants is
unnecessary, but, for most of the time, it does little damage and gets a lot
of laughs. By the time there is an actual Groucho Marx on stage, however,
the evening has become more a Wager show than a Shakespeare one. The delight
of the evening is the work of Daniel Breaker who is making a habit of
providing the delight of the evening in this house. His airborne Areal was
the image that sticks in the mind from
The Tempest earlier this
year and his Puck in A
Midsummer Night’s Dream was memorable as well. Here, he adds one
more role to the list of those Shakespeare Theatre fans will treasure over
the years.
Storyline: A
gentleman of Syracuse is condemned to die when captured in the city of
Ephesus, but his story touches the Duke’s heart. The story is that he and
his wife had identical twin sons. A pair of identical
twin slaves born at the same time were assigned as servants to the
boys. While on a trip the family was separated as their ship sank with one
twin and his slave going with the father and the other with his slave going
with the mother. The father raised his one son in Syracuse not knowing that
the mother had raised the other son in Ephesus. The father has come
following one pair who have gone searching for
the other, not knowing that it was a capital crime for a citizen of Syracuse
to enter the city of Ephesus. As the play continues, each of the sons is
mistaken for the other while their slaves likewise can’t be told apart.
Of course, putting a director's "interpretation" on this
staple of the Shakespeare cannon is a time-honored tradition. Not two years
ago Joe Banno gave us a version set in Brooklyn with lots of Godfather
and Sopranos gags, but he usually stopped short of taking over for
the playwright. Not so Mr. Wager. Wager even interpolates a song into the
action. "Happy Ephesus" doesn't match any of the Rogers and Hart songs
written for their classic updating of the play into the musical The Boys
from Syracuse, however. Wager and Banno aren't the only ones to impose a
concept on this warhorse. A few years ago we had one set in New Orleans -
during the American Civil War, no less - at the Little Theatre of Alexandria,
and the year before that there was a salsa-beat version in mixed English and
Spanish. Next year the show is slated to be set in Egypt for a production in
Manassas.
LeRoy McClain has the un-enviable task of being
Breaker's counterpart as the other twin servant. He's funny in his own right and
holds his own in the scampering about involved in the plot. Paul Whitthorne
and Gregory Wooddell are the two free brothers. Each succeeds in seeming a
reflection of the other. The regulars of the company get their moments
although David Sabin hasn't been so underutilized in recent memory. Still,
Ralph Cosham has a real chance to shine as the father of the twins and he
makes the most of it, and Bill Hamlin gets to sport a marvelous costume and
ham it up more than a bit as the merchant Balthazar.
Zack Brown's set is a geometric delight. The
structures in the ancient city of Ephesus look like some of the etchings of
M. C. Escher without the impossible architectural reversals, while the
playing space is set in a false proscenium about 35 degrees catawampus from
the actual arch with a floor that projects into the audience. This works
particularly well for a sight gag that Wager has added in which a chase
scene ends with the escape of the twins from the world of the play into the
world of the audience, leaving the rest of the cast to break into a soft
shoe. You don't remember that from the Shakespeare script? Well, it isn't in
Shakespeare's The Comedy of Errors. It is in Wager's.
Written by William Shakespeare. Directed by Douglas C.
Wager. Choreographed by Karma Camp. Fight direction by Brad Waller. Design:
Zack Brown (set and costumes) David M. Glenn, MD (illusions and
pyrotechnics) Allen Lee Hughes (lights) Martin Desjardins (sound) Fabian
Obispo (musical compositions) Richard Termine (photography) Brandon
Prendergast (stage manager). Cast: Dacyl Acevedo, Daniel Breaker,
Victoire Charles, Ralph Cosham, Jordan Coughtry, Blake Ellis, Ted Feldman,
Stephen Graybill, Bill Hamlin, Tana Hicken, Walker Jones, Floyd King, Don
Mayo, Katie Mazzola, LeRoy McClain, Sandra L. Murphy, Marni Penning, David
Sabin, Nicholas Urda, Chandler Vinton, Paul Whitthorne, Gregory Wooddell,
Ryan Young. |
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August 30 - October 30, 2005
Othello |
Reviewed September 4
Running time 3:20 - one intermission
A handsome mounting of one of the standards of the tragedy repertoire
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This handsome production misses out on the principal attraction of an
Othello, the opportunity to witness the soaring anguish of discovery as
a supremely confident man finds his world turned upside down not once but
twice with devastating impact. But it offers a compensating delight, the
work of Patrick Page as the psychopath who wreaked all that damage.
Michael Kahn returns to a piece he had already directed in a production that
went to Broadway in 1970 (one of no fewer than 20 revivals of the classic
tragedy to reach Broadway). Here he takes a fresh look at Shakespeare's tale of a happy marriage destroyed by
unfounded jealousy. This time out
in the title role
he has
Avery Brooks,
who brought a magnetic stage presence to
the company's Oedipus Plays
in 2001. Brooks still has a fine presence, but he fails to find the key to
this tragic figure.
Storyline: Othello, a black man, has risen to
the rank of General in the army of Venice. While racial tolerance in that
city-state may extend to public office, it is strained beyond the limits of
his subordinate, Iago, when Othello secretly marries a white Venetian lady
named Desdemona. Iago plots the downfall of Othello by nurturing suspicions
of infidelity that eventually drive Othello to strangle his love in a rage
of jealousy, and then, realizing both his error and its consequences, to take
his own life.
Patrick Page's Iago,
completely devoid of any compunction or moral principals, is fascinating to
watch. In every movement and deed there is an element of calculation that
not only fits the demands of the plot but which is visible to the audience
as the workings of a mind that calculates only immediate responses, not long
term consequences. It is a mind that has but one care: self. No affection,
loyalty, duty or obligation gets in the way of an immediate goal.
The title of the play, however, is Othello and not
Iago. It is the story of what Iago's scheming does to Othello that must be
compelling and that seems to be missing here. Part of that may well be in
the script, for Shakespeare gives the titular general precious few
opportunities to react subtly to the events that overwhelm him, and few
moments to contemplate before taking his irreversible, terrible actions.
Brooks follows that script without very much elaboration, switching from
besotted lover and newlywed to suspicious to jealous to remorseful in rapid
succession with all too brief transitions. For example, the key moment when
he realizes that the wife he has just murdered was in fact innocent doesn't
knock the breath from his body or buckle his knees - he simply moves on to
the state of extreme remorse. We needed to see and feel the thought process
in order to see this General as a man.
Supporting performances range from very good to superb
-- Gregory Wooddell is a very good Cassio, Colleen Delany a great Desdemona and David Sabin a superb Brabantio.
The physical production is solid as well. James Noone's wooden set creates a
timelessness that works well for this classic and Jess Goldstein's costumes
compliment rather than conflict with the feel, although offering a bit more
grounding in the period of the piece. Charlie Morrison's lighting is
memorable for its spot lit marriage/murder bed and the fine use of candles,
lamps and torches for night scenes, although in one effect the back lit David Sabin doesn't seem to cast a shadow.
Written by William Shakespeare. Directed by Michael
Kahn. Design: James Noone (set) Jess Goldstein (costumes) Charlie Morrison
(lights) Martin Desjardins (sound) Adam Wernick (music) Carol Rosegg
(photography) M. William Shiner (stage manager). Cast: Avery Brooks, Lise
Bruneau, Michael John Casey, Andrea Cirie, Ralph Cosham, Colleen Delany,
Laurence Drozd, W. Alan Nebelthau, Patrick Page, David Sabin, Erik Steele,
Joris Stuyck, David Emerson Toney, Gregory Wooddell. |
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June 7 - July 31, 2005
Lady Windermere's Fan |
Reviewed June 12
Running time 2:25 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for a sumptuous delight
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Dixie Carter makes a glorious return to this stage where she brought such
life to Mrs. Arbuthnot in Oscar Wilde's second great comic portrayal of
upper class British society, A Woman of No Importance in 1998. Now
she is just as vibrant and intelligent in Wilde's earlier play, which was
just as comic a view of that society, but included leavening touches of
melodrama. This time she enters in red satin at a ball where all the
other ladies are in creams and pastels. If you thought Carol Channing made a
splashy entrance down the staircase in Hello Dolly!, you should see Carter's
purposeful entrance down the staircase at the Windemeres!
Storyline: A lady suspects her husband of infidelity when she learns that
he has been making large payments to a woman,
but discovers her error just in time to avoid making a
terrible mistake, thanks to the carefully delivered advice of the very woman
she had suspected of doing her wrong.
The women dominate the top of the billing, for
both Dixie Carter as the suspected "other woman" and Tessa Auberjonois as
the titular Lady are such a delight to watch that Andrew Long's solid
performance as Lord Windermere almost gets lost in the background. That's
"almost" as in "not completely," for there is much to admire in the way he
manages to support both so gallantly and provide a certain heft to the
household of which he is the head. Still, the performances of Carter and Auberjonois are the solid center of the evening, Auberjonois for her ability
to find the sweetness Lord Windermere saw in her underneath a shell of
judgmental rigidity dictated by her understanding of social status (an
understanding that changes as a result of the events of the evening), and
Carter for the combination of pride, honesty, devotion and generosity which
she uses to distinguish her "Mrs. Erlynne" from all the other women who
parade about under the title Lady this and Lady that.
The deep pool of talent that makes up the company's
long list of regulars is on display here as well, and there are treasures
among them. There's Nancy Robinette whose wonderfully assured twittering is
made all the more delightful by being contrasted to the gliding dutifulness
of Tonya Beckman Ross as her daughter. There's Helen Hedman who makes class
distinction and society's rules of conduct sound like revealed truth. But
mostly there is David Sabin, under a most outlandish hairpiece, holding forth
with all the assurance that station and presumed wealth can provide.
As could have been confidently predicted, the
Shakespeare Theatre adds to the long list of sumptuous designs that have
marked their productions in the Landsburgh. Baxter again uses Simon Higlett,
Robert Perdziola and Peter West to create the look of the upper class
British at the height of the Victorian era as they did for
The Rivals and The
Country Wife. This time they have topped even themselves with a series
of sets that just seem to get better and better. First there is the elegant
morning room, light and airy with a lace curtain catching a breeze from the
garden from which come so many gorgeous flowers. Then there is the reception
room where the guests for an evening's ball arrive in finery that bespeaks a
life style long gone. Finally there is the private chambers of a gentleman
in Piccadilly, all burnished oak and burgundy tapestry. Each a sight worth
seeing even if they didn't have such marvelous performances of such a
genuinely funny and absorbing script.
Written by Oscar Wilde. Directed by Keith Baxter.
Design: Simon Higlett (set) Robert Perdziola (costumes) Peter West (lights)
Martin Desjardins (music and sound) Karma Camp (movement consultant) Brad
Waller (fight consultant) Ellen O'Brien (voice and text consultant) Carol
Rosegg (photography) Lloyd Davis, Jr. (stage manager). Cast: Katie Atkinson,
Tessa Auberjonois, Emery Battis, Dixie Carter, Louis Cupp, Danielle Davy,
Steve Douglas-Craig, Matthew Greer, Cornelia Hart, Helen Hedman, Patricia
Hurley, Teresa Lim, Andrew Long, Stephen Patrick Martin, Hugh Nees, Nancy
Robinette, Tonya Beckman Ross, David Sabin, Todd Scofield, Adam Shatarsky,
Kim Stauffer, Anne Stone, Adam "Chip" Suritz, Darius Suziedelis, Ellen
Warner, Gregory Wooddell. |
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22 - May 22, 2005
The Tempest |
Reviewed March 27
Running time 2:35 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick
for visual splendor, comedy and romance
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Kate Whoriskey's reputation as a director with a special facility for
creating memorable visual impact precedes her to this, her first production
in the Potomac Region. Apparently that reputation was well earned, for this
production's splendor in creating a magical environment on Prospero's island
is more than simply memorable, it quickly earns a place in the lengthy list
of visually magnificent productions on the Shakespeare Theatre's huge stage.
She doesn't rely solely on eye-filling spectacle, however. Whoriskey keeps
clear storytelling at the center of the evening while drawing a dozen or so
strong performances from a cast of regulars and a number of notable
newcomers. The result is the finest piece of work so far in this company's
very good season, which has already included one Po | |