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June 21 -
July 13, 2008
Source
Festival
Reviewed July 9 & 10 by
Brad Hathaway
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Running time: First Set 2:15,
Second Set 2:55 - each with two intermissions
Take Your Pick: Two Sets of One Act Plays |
Source is back! The venerable playhouse on 14th Street NW which holds so
many great memories for theatergoers of the Potomac Region is again
presenting live theater after its renovation by the Cultural Development
Corporation. The kick off began with one week of 10-minute plays and was
followed by one week of interdisciplinary projects. Now, the final week of
the festival, which Jeremy Skidmore put together to launch the newly
refurbished facility, offers two sets of one-act plays which will be
performed through this weekend. Each of the six plays is staged by a well
known Potomac Region director and the casts for the plays are familiar faces
as well. As is often the case with festival presentations of multiple works,
some are better than others. However each set includes at least one play
that will stick in memory for quite a while and none are less than
enjoyable.
Schedule: On Friday night at 8 and Saturday afternoon at 2: J. T.
Rogers' Murmuring in a Dead Tongue directed by Jennifer Nelson,
Julian Sheppard's Sunday
Night directed by Dorothy Neumann and Julia Cho's The Mnemonist staged by David Muse.
Saturday night at 8 and Sunday afternoon at 2: Chris Stezin's This
Perfect World directed by John Vreeke, Graeme Gillis' Catch
directed by Steven Mazzola and Sheila Callaghan's Tumor
staged by
Kasi Campbell.
The highlight of the first set
is clearly The Mnemonist, the first work by Californian Julio Cho to
be produced here. In David Muse's sharply defined staging a woman who is
cursed with an inability to forget even the tiniest detail of existence
seeks the relief of a chemically induced amnesia. A perfect memory may not
sound like a curse until you hear her explanation of the phenomenon that
afflicts her. Cho has created the dramatic equivalent of a fascinating short
story and Connan Morrisey makes the woman's plight painfully real while Adam
Segaller gives a fine touch to the doctor who may (or may not) have found a
drug that could help her.
Accompanying this fascinating
piece is a somewhat rambling monologue by J. T. Rogers which opens the
evening. Alexander Strain delivers it with intensity. Then there is a nifty
two-person play of a couple on their wedding night, which plumbs the pros and cons
of pre-marital cohabitation. Where's the magic of the nuptial night when it
is just one more night for a couple that has been living together? Patrick Bussink and Halsey Varady carry the conversation in the honeymoon suite to
its logical conclusion with humor and style.
The second set also begins with
a monologue piece, a lengthy but consistently challenging piece by the only
local playwright included in the festival, Chris Stezin. It is This
Perfect World which is definitely not about a perfect world. Told in the
first person by a cog in a medium sized insurance firm in Erie Pennsylvania,
it is a tale of a life unglued by the pressures of contemporary
uncertainty and weaknesses in the character's own character. Stezin
steadfastly refuses to tie up loose ends in a neat bundle, leaving the
audience to ponder which of the realities the narrator presents is really
real. Jason Lott does a great job mixing voices as he tells the tale and
holds your interest.
He's followed by a brief look at two young men, friends
since their teens, on the verge of a breakup as they play a game of Catch.
Jason McCool and Joe Isenberg give the piece intensity. Finally, Kasi
Campbell marshals a six member cast through a collection of nineteen comic
vignettes on the theme of pregnancy that views a fetus as a Tumor.
Among the pleasures of this rather rambling piece are Grady Weatherford as a
pregnant man and Maggie Glauber as, among other things, the salesman who
lays a guilt trip on a father who wants to spend something less than the
family fortune on a crib. |
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July 20 - 28, 2007
Queen of the Bohemian Dream
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 0:45 - no
intermission
A sampling of songs by Fran Landesman and Simon Wallace
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Tracy McMullan, Margo Seibert and Bobby Smith, backed by Darius Smith on the
piano, pack more musicality and humor into three quarters of an hour than
you find in quite a few full length evenings. The selected songs of Fran
Landesman and Simon Wallace are brief, self contained short subjects. The
average duration of each of the 19 songs is under two and a half minutes so
the entire program lasts just 45 minutes. This being an offering in the
Capital Fringe Festival with its plethora of short selections - sort of a
tapas approach to theater - the brevity of the revelry is not problem.
There's only one more performance scheduled. It is at 6:30 Saturday night.
Attend and you still have time to catch one of the Fringe's nine 8 pm shows
and then one of the eight that start at 10 pm or later.
Storyline: The collection of nineteen songs may not follow a specific
story but this sampling of the output of Fran Landesman and Simon Wallace
may stimulate a desire to know the story of how they came to collaborate and
what else they may have produced.
For the record, Fran Landesman
operated a cabaret in St. Louis which was popular with the beat generation.
She wrote poetry and lyrics and supplied the lyrics for what is probably the
only Broadway beat musical, The Nervous Set. Her nephew is Rocco Landesman,
Broadway producer and President of one of Broadway's three major theater
owner/operator firms, Jujamcyn Theaters. She has been collaborating with
British composer Simon Wallace for a quarter of a century, churning out over
250 songs. This collection offers ample evidence of her ability to turn a
phrase and suggest time and/or place. She writes of a time "when our
movies and morals were in black and white - the not so good old days" and
she does so with a sense of fondness and nostalgia. Wallace matches her
conversational lyrics with jazz patterns that reflect and emphasize the
vocal pattern which makes the songs fine material for skilled cabaret-style
vocalists.
The vocalists here have those
skills in great measure. Bobby Smith and Margo Seibert establish a light
sense of camaraderie with the funny "How Was It For You?" Later, it is Tracy
McMullan with whom Smith joshes on "Too Stoned to Care" but Seibert joins in
to expand the gag. Later, Seibert has a torch song of sorts, "Forecast," and
McMullan sells the gag of the spell-out song "Mother." Smith even does a bit
of tap dancing. While things do bog down a bit with "Cabaret Whores," the
lapse doesn't last.
Darius Smith's support on the
piano is spirited, setting more than just tempo and key, but providing
colors and accents as well. However, the piano tends to overwhelm the
singers from time to time. The show includes a brief recorded selection of Landesman herself but it is a distraction from the charm of the live
performance.
Lyrics by Fran Landesman. Music
by Simon Wallace. Conceived and produced by Lorrraine Treanor. Directed by Michael J. Bobbitt. Musical direction by
Darius Smith. Cast: Tracy McMullan, Margo Seibert, Bobby Smith. |
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February 29 - March
24, 2004
McNally: The Early
Works |
Reviewed March 1
Running time 55 minutes
Mature subject matter and nudity |
Two of Terrence McNally's works from the late
1960s are packaged together in a single sitting in a co-production of Source
and New Hampshire's Yellow Taxi Productions. Each is directed with sharp
edges by Dominic A. D'Andrea who works with both companies. One of the
pieces is barely ten minutes long and contains a lot of
laughs even though it turns very serious by the tenth minute. The other is
excruciating in its display of one person's abuse of another and, while it
lasts but half an hour, it doesn't seem at all like a short work. It is
emotionally exhausting for the audience and must be even more debilitating
for Justin Benoit and Marybeth Fritsky who must experience the emotions of
the characters they so vividly portray.
Storyline: In the first and shortest playlet,
two soldiers on a battlefield try to keep their minds off the dangers they
face by engaging in a mind game, with each picking an historical figure
while the other tries to guess who it is. They take a break from the game
just long enough to kill an enemy, then resume the light-hearted banter of
the game. In the second, a psychotic young man has taken a young woman
prisoner, gagged her and tied her to a chair in a deserted location. He
strips her naked, feeds her and becomes her controller.
Terrence McNally has been turning out notable works for
forty years. He has won the Tony Award four times, twice for straight plays,
Master Class and Love! Valour! Compassion! and twice for musicals,
Kiss of
the Spider Woman, and the last great musical of the 20th Century, Ragtime.
These two short pieces date from 1967 and 1969. The first one clearly comes
from the American experience of the Vietnam War, although D'Andrea has used
uniforms and properties to make it seem more a case of contemporary desert
warfare. It is an easy transition to make, for the dialogue consists of the
mental game of the two soldiers, played by Justin Benoit and Hugh T. Owen.
As they play their game of "who am I?" they aren't selecting simple choices.
Instead, their category is Italian artists of the fifteenth century (hence
the title Botticelli) but the flippancy of the banter as they flit
between the contest and the demands of the battlefield give this a very
contemporary feel. The
short Botticelli is just a brief diversion, a transition from the
real world outside the theater to the intense world about to be created on
the spare stage in the center of Source's theater-in-the-round
configuration. Soon the lights go down and, out of the darkness, a single
overhead light illuminates a disturbing vision of a lone woman gagged and
tied to a tall stool. She's clearly terrified, struggling against her
restraints and trying to speak through the gag. She is in the control of a
man who has taken her because he needs a girl to own, to control, to use and
to love him.
It comes as a surprise that
Sweet Eros was written five years before the notorious Patty Hearst case
which brought the concept of a prisoner's growing dependence on his or her
captor to public prominence. This prescient script seems an exercise in
explaining the events of that famous case where an heiress became so
dependent on the terrorists who kidnapped her that she joined in their
activities up to and including armed robbery. Benoit gives the role of the
young man a fierce intensity that is as impressive as it is exhausting.
Fritsky, on the other hand, goes from panic and terror through denial and
submission to acceptance and finally to a stage with a hint of control, and
does so without any dialogue to speak of in a performances that is
fascinating to watch. It is also disturbing to watch as Benoit undresses her
completely early in the play and she remains as naked physically as
her character is exposed emotionally.
Written by Terrence McNally.
Directed by Dominic A. D'Andrea. Design: Heather Pagella and Allison
Schenker (lights) Allison Schenker (stage manager). Cast: Justin Benoit,
Marybeth Fritsky, Dylan Jackson, Hugh T. Owen. |
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January 7 - February
15, 2004
Interrogation
Room |
Reviewed January 12
Running time 1 hour 40 minutes |
There is something fascinating about police interrogations. Jack Webb tapped
into that fascination when he developed “Dragnet”. Dick Wolf continues to
mine that vein with spin off after spin off of “Law & Order.” Surprisingly,
live theater has not been flooded with interrogation room dramas. After all,
it only takes a cast of three or four, a table and a few chairs plus a
playwright skilled in plotting and dialogue writing. Perhaps it is that
audiences expect something less static and more involved than a contest of
wills between good guys and bad guys. Here’s a case where the audience does
get more because, while Jon Elston’s Interrogation Room starts out
like it is just an interrogation room scene, it has enough twists and
surprises to avoid stasis.
Storyline: Detectives who have been partners a long time,
a white and a black, interrogate a black teenager in their investigation of
the rape/murder of the boy’s sister. The boy’s statement, however, is just
the beginning of a mystery inside of a mystery as the background of the
detectives and the statement of a neighbor call into question the results of
the initial interrogation.
This is the world premiere of Elston’s play.
He is only five years out of college, but the script doesn’t play like a
term paper. It has harsh, realistic dialogue with each of the characters
using very different vocabularies and sentence structures reflective of
their backgrounds. The way each speaks tells a great deal about where he
came from and where he thinks he is going in this world. The real story of
the evening emerges slowly which keeps the interest level high.
Director Steven Scott Mazzola manages to
avoid the trap of static staging just the way some television dramas do with
the cops stepping out of the room to discuss developments, argue about
strategy and, in the process, reveal to the audience some tidbits the
interrogation subject is not supposed to hear. Mazzola blocks the
performance well but fails to highlight a few details that should set up the
final resolution. As a result, the impact of what should come as a topper is
tempered by taking a while to become clear.
Jason E. Barrett and John Sloan make a fine
pair of detectives relying on each other after years of partnership, but
holding on to separate backgrounds. Sloan is particularly good with the
patois of the genre and he is quite good at the trick of showing the
audience that some of his bluster is for the suspect’s benefit without it
being so obvious that you’d expect the suspect to catch on. Tel Monks is
nicely complex as the neighbor giving additional details. The strongest
performance of the evening is from Edward Daniels as the teenager. He makes
the most of Elston’s dialogue writing, getting extra mileage from the
halting, less articulate speech pattern his character falls into under
stress.
Written by Jon Elston.
Directed by Steven Scott Mazzola. Lighting design by Marianne Meadows. Stage
management by Allison Schenker. Cast: Jason E. Barrett, Edward Daniels, Tel
Monks, John Slone. |
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January 8 - February 10,
2004
Silent Heroes |
Reviewed January 31
Running time 1 hour 35 minutes
A joint production with Phoenix Theatre DC |
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The second half of Source’s four play series
of new works has proven to be the stronger half. Playing in repertory with
the already reviewed Interrogation Room, this is an emotional
exploration of the strains on six women whose husbands’ military careers
dominate their lives. The play may start off with six fairly stereotyped
“types” thrown together by a common circumstance, but it makes the most of
the pressure cooker into which it places them, starting strong and building
to a satisfying conclusion. What is more, Playwright Linda Escalera-Baggs
has the good sense to end the play at just the right moment.
Storyline: Six wives of Marine pilots gather
in a bare room at the Marine Corps Air Station at Beaufort, South Carolina
in the middle of the night, having been summoned because a training accident
has occurred. It appears that one of their husbands has died - but which
one? They support each other as much as they can while each desperately
hopes that her husband isn’t the one not coming home. As one challenges the
other who says she hopes it isn’t her husband: “Who do you hope it is?”
Escalera-Baggs’ decision to structure this as
a one act play pays off as the tension builds in an unrelieved, almost
geometric progression. Had the story been broken for an intermission she
would have had to devise a logical break point somewhere close to the middle
of her story and then, when the audience returned from its break, would have
had to start the emotional escalation all over again, almost from scratch.
Instead, there is no interruption and no relief as the tension builds.
The success of every play is very much in the
hands of the cast performing it but this one is all the more so because the
characters are presented at the moment of their most extreme emotional
exposure. Over-acting will make them appear corny or artificial.
Under-acting will rob the evening of emotion which is the sole stock in
trade of this story. Director Allison Arkell Stockman has helped all six
actresses find the proper balance and drawn some fine work from them,
especially from those with the most important roles.
Lisa Lias and Sheila Hennessey have the task
of getting the emotional escalator going. They have to establish the concept
and provide the basic information the audience needs while, at the same
time, showing the fear their characters try to hold inside. Misty Demory, as
a very pregnant wife, is the first to ratchet up the intensity. In addition
to her acting skills, either Demory really is pregnant or she knows very
well how a pregnant woman moves. She has the walk and she has mastered the
movements required to sit down and to stand back up. Saskia de Vries also
has command of the way her character would move. In this case, she is a
former “hippie” whose opposition to the then-recently-concluded war in Viet
Nam doesn’t sit too well with her sister military wives.
Written by Linda Escalera-Baggs. Directed
by Allison Arkell Stockman. Lighting designed by Marianne Meadows. Cast:
Dionne Audain, Kimberly Cooper, Misty Demory, Sheila Hennessey, Lisa Lias,
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December 3,
2003 - January 3, 2004
Dark Matters |
Reviewed December 12
Running time 1 hour 50 minutes |
The second of four new plays in Source’s winter repertory is a sci-fi tinged
portrait of a family under pressure. It is by Roberto Aguirre - Sacasa whose
equally otherworldly The Muckle Man was nominated for the Charles
MacArthur Award for outstanding new play in the 2002 Helen Hayes Awards.
Like Muckle Man, Dark Matters is directed by Joe Banno. Unlike
Muckle Man, this play while marvelously acted and efficiently
directed, doesn’t capture and hold the imagination from start to finish.
Instead, it is all too easy to figure out what is going on at every moment
in what should be a mysterious set of events. As a result, the play has to
rely on the skill of its cast of four to provide depth and variety to the
evening.
Storyline: The Sheriff visits a rural Virginia home where
the husband has reported his wife as missing. She soon returns, however.
Where has she been? Was she abducted by aliens from outer space? Will there
be more abductions? Is their son safe from being the next to be taken?
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chief pleasure of this evening is the work of the cast, especially Evan
Omerso, Jenifer Deal and Bruce Rouscher as the members of the troubled
family. Each takes some of the hints as to the history and character of each
that Aguirre-Sacasa inserts into the dialogue. Kevin Adams doesn’t have the
benefit of such hints as the script simply has him be a Sheriff, with no
further details except that his son is a classmate of Omerso’s. There are
hints aplenty, however, about the relationship between Rouscher and Deal
including questions of her history with the aliens, a secret from his past
and the real reason the family left the big city for this rural location.
Banno’s tight blocking and sharp pacing avoids letting the evening drag and
keeps the focus on what is about to happen rather than dwelling on what has
already happened. It is an effective technique for this type of show. Banno
also manages one nifty piece of sleight of hand when he draws the entire
audience’s attention to the north west corner of the theater-in-the-round,
allowing Deal to make an unnoticed entrance on the south east that is almost
the stage equivalent of a Star Trek Transporter effect.
There
are no aliens on stage and no spaceship hovering overhead. Instead, the
stage is set with a kitchen table a couch, a desk and a few chairs in a
picture of domestic tranquility. But, just in case you might miss the
implications of the dialogue, Banno inserts selections from Gustav Holst’s
suite “The Planets” between each scene.
Written by Roberto
Aguirre-Sacasa. Directed by Joe Banno. Design: Marianne Meadows (lights)
Christopher O. Banks (photography) Sara Heller (stage manager). Cast: Kevin
Adams, Jenifer Deal, Evan Omerso, Bruce Rauscher. |
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December 4, 2003 - January 3,
2004
Fur and Other
Dangers |
Reviewed December 9
Running time 1 hour 45 minutes |
Each of Allyson Currin’s two new plays last season, Church of the Open
Mind and Learning Curves started fast, grabbing the audience’s
attention and earning its approval from the start. Her new play, on the
other hand, has a very slow start, presenting the audience with a “what’s
going on here?” challenge from the first moments when the central character
hits a cat in the road while driving her daddy’s car. The challenge for the
audience is to make sense of the rest of the events of the first act which
seems to veer wildly between symbolism, farce, intimate drama and fantasy.
By intermission, a lot of seeds have been sown but few have begun to bear
fruit.
Storyline: A woman has a distinct dislike for
cats and cats seem to have a distinct dislike for her. She is married to a
cat fancier and they have a child who seems to have an ability to
communicate with cats. When she is widowed and has to raise their daughter
alone, a new feline enters their world just when she needs to make a new
connection.
The title, with its reference to danger, is
fair warning that these felines aren’t going to be Andrew Lloyd Webber’s
jellicle cats, those sublimely intriguing and attractive beings. But, as
performed by Jesse Terrill and Diane Cooper-Gould in a succession of
inventively simple costumes by Ted Stumpf, they do capture some of the
feline ability to embody the combination of dignity, aloofness, curiosity
and pride which seems to be the essence of felinity. Each is endowed with a
strong character trait and each has a specific, instantly recognizable
relationship with the humans in the story.
Toni Rae Brotons plays the cat-hating woman
with a sense of confusion over just what the rest of humanity seems to see
in cats. Jason Lott gives a solid performance as the husband and then
returns in an even more intriguing aspect of the play. It is the casting of
the performer for the part of the daughter who ages from infancy to young
teenage that sets the tone of the production, however. Michael Miyazaki, a
pudgy adult male with a perpetual stubble, goes from tantrums in a pink baby
outfit to teenage snits with a ribbon in non-existent curls. This amplifies
the “what’s-going-on-here?” conundrum for the audience. As a result, there
may be a temptation to give up and leave at intermission. But stick it out,
the seeds sown do bear fruit in the short second act.
Currin throws a good deal of humor into the
cat-human relationship. When a human says she wants to throw up, a cat
replies “eat some grass.” She also endows the cats with the ability to see
and recognize the attitudes and hidden feelings of Brotons’ character.
Through them, her character is examined from different angles. But Currin
hasn’t given Brotons much to go on with the character and therein lies the
difference between this and last season’s two marvelous Currin plays. They
shed light on the lives of some fascinating people. This play has a
potentially extraordinary method of shedding light on the life of a
character that seems ordinary.
Written by Allyson
Currin. Directed by David Charles Goyette. Choreographed by Eduardo Placer.
Fight choreography by Diane Cooper-Gould. Design: Ted Stumpf (costumes)
Marianne Meadows (lights) Christopher O. Banks (photography). Cast: Tony Rae
Brotons, Diane Cooper-Gould, Jason Lott, Michael Miyazaki, Jesse Terrill.
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September 9 - October 4,
2003
Titus, The Musical |
Reviewed September 10
Running time 2 hours |
If you are the type of person who thinks turning Shakespeare’s bloodiest
tragedy into a punk-rock send up of infanticide, rape, murder,
disfigurement, jealousy and politics sounds like a hoot, you will love
Titus! The Musical, and you shouldn’t miss the spirited performance now
being offered at Source. If, on the other hand, you find the entire concept
off-putting, stay away. You have to approach this oh-so-unique evening of
rock and rampage in the spirit in which it is offered. If you do, you’ll
have a ball.
Storyline: Roman general Titus returns from battle with the Goths with the
bodies of twenty two of his sons and the Queen of the Goths in chains. He
kills her baby to show just who is boss. She is chosen by the new emperor as
his bride and she sets about terrible revenge resulting in the death of
almost everyone in the cast. As the bodies pile up, Titus looses what family
he has left (and, as it happens, his left hand) but finds ways to exact some
revenge of his own, cooking up the bodies of the queen’s kids and serving
her a dinner fit for Sweeney Todd.
There’s more Goth here than just the character of Tamora, Queen of the
Goths. Goth is also the musical genre that merges punk and heavy metal
brands of rock and seems to attract fans who indulge in gothic fashions.
This makes writer/composer Shawn Northrip’s selection of material and
approach just that much more intriguing. His book for the musical is a nice
blend of Cliff Notes and Mad Magazine movie spoofs. It is true to the plot
of the original but exudes a hip nonchalance and revels in puns and cheap
shots, as do his lyrics. Northrip is a graduate of NYU’s Musical Theatre
Writing program so he clearly knows the rules of the genre which he bends to
good effect. Almost all of the songs are plot driven recitative, not
character revealing art songs -- there’s no time in this two hour romp for
character portraits.
The
fifteen characters are played and sung by a cast of six backed by a solid
on-stage rock band consisting of a lead guitarist who calls himself Boinkee,
a drummer by the name of Derrick Decker who plays wearing just boxer shorts
and bassist Jake Jackovitch who gets involved in the plot toward the end.
The title role belongs to Jason Stiles who seems to be popping up
all over town
at theaters specializing in unconventional or
avant-garde works. Here he seems to be putting so much energy in the singing
of the hard rock material that he doesn't put enough emphasis the acting
part of his role, at least in the early going.
No
such reservation can be had about the performance of the other five singing
actors. They throw themselves into every aspect of the show with a
consistent exuberance that is infectious. Tyee Tilghman establishes a strong
presence in the looming role of the Queen’s lover. Joe Pindelski is a fine
Roman Emperor but really hits stride in partnership with Evan Omerso as two
sets of brothers. Marybeth Fritzky looks the part of a Queen of the Goths
but it is Patricia Hurley who makes the most of the many opportunities
presented by the unique role of Titus’ one female offspring, the victim of
rape and dismemberment. Her tormentors cut out her tongue so she couldn’t
tell who raped her and cut off her hands so she couldn’t write down their
names. Only in the weird world in Shawn Northrip’s brain could that part end
up with a classic piece of physical comedy as she uses her stumps to help
bandage her father’s wounds and the funniest vocal solo of the night as,
tongueless, she croons a song composed entirely of vowel sounds.
Written and composed by
Shawn Northrip. Directed by Shirley Serotsky. Musical direction by Amandia
M. Daigneault. Cast: Marybeth Fritsky, Patricia Hurley, Evan Omerso, Joe
Pindelski, Jason Stiles, Tyee Tilghman. Band: Boinkee, Derrick Decker, Jake
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August 20-22, 2003
One Act Play Festival |
Reviewed August 20
Running time 2
hours 25 minutes |
For the next two nights you can catch four new one act comic plays, each of
which features an enthusiastic cast giving life to a unique and slightly
bizarre worldview of talented writers.
Storylines:
- The Burning
Monks finds six young tourists
on the mall who think self-immolating monks are part of the show
- Variations on a
Theme: Irish Authors Held Hostage
looks at how authors from Oscar Wilde to Samuel Becket would fare in the
hands of terrorists - and how the terrorists might fare as well
- Elvis of
Nazareth is the scene at Sam
Phillips’ Sun Studio the day Elvis came to record a song for his Momma and
shared the waiting room with Moses, Solomon and Jesus.
- A Hillside In
Hell is a day in the life of
Sisyphus, Prometheus and, oh yes, Sisyphus’ Rock.
The
category of the one act play is, like the short story, a chance for an
author to dig into a concept that intrigues, develop it just as far as it
deserves and then stop. Each of these four playlets fit that mold and they
all do stop at the right time although a few could benefit from just a bit
of pruning to move them along. It is clearly tempting to try to fit in all
the ideas a writer comes up with into something that only is going to last
twenty or thirty minutes, but sometimes eighteen to twenty-eight minutes
would be better.
Simple staging is the approach to getting all four before an audience in one
evening. The concentration is on the material and on the performances. And
there are some really fun performances here. Christopher Henley takes a
break from his current run as the burnt-out former priest in Night of the
Iguana to create a sardonic, wisecracking Sisyphus matched by Archie
Harris’ dignified but all too human Rock. Q. Terah Jackson III is a
marvelous King Solomon who wants to write a pop song and the entire troupe
of tourists are wonderfully clueless (they think the Washington Monument
must be the Jefferson Memorial because it is phallic and Jefferson was the
only founding father with sex appeal)! The most impressive work comes from
John Morogiello who wrote the piece about the Irish authors and then, as an
actor, provides very funny and very different portraits of James Joyce,
George Bernard Shaw, J. M. Synge, Oscar Wilde, and William Butler Yates.
He’s a kick!
Some
familiarity with the concepts these authors tackle can help but it isn’t
necessary to know a great deal about such things as the Greek myths of
Sisyphus and Prometheus, or the career of Elvis Presley or the anti-Vietnam
War protests of monks to get most of the fun of these pieces. John
Morogiello’s script about Irish Authors is a very funny set of vignettes
even if you don’t know a great deal about the style of each Irish author but
each is a parody of the style of the individual author so it is even funnier
if you know the work of Shaw and Synge.
Written by Jay Huling,
Maurice Martin, John Morogiello, David Stein. Directed by Martin Blanco,
Dominic A. D’Andrea, John Horn, Gary Telles. Design credits: Lori Boyd
(costumes) Clare Murphy-McGreevey and Rachel Sierminski (stage managers).
Musicians: Matt Shortridge, Tina Eck, Rob Greenway. Casts: Archie Harris,
Lori Boyd, Misty Demory, Charles Drexler, Ben Fernebok,Terrence Heffernan,
Christopher Henley ,Q. Terah Jackson III, Michael Kelley, Martin Kivlighan,
Erik Morrison, John Morogiello, Karen Novack, Angel Oquiendo, Casie Platt,
Justin Purvis, Jen Ring, David Rothman, Allison Schenker, Josh SegoviaArmand
Sindoni, Chuck Young. |
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July 24 – 27, 2002
Epiphanies: Revelations in Revue |
Reviewed July 25
Running time 2 hours 15 minutes
Price $15 |
This lengthy evening of songs, monologues and scenes by twenty teenagers who
are attending this summer’s Musical Theatre Institute for Teens of The
Theatre Lab is chock full of highlights. Some of the performers may go on to
performance careers, and those who see this show can say "I saw them when,"
but some simply will have had the pleasure of the experience, having learned
not only a good deal about performing but also something about themselves,
and will carry away an increased sense of self worth that comes from knowing
they can set a challenging goal and then meet it.Storyline: After a
"prologue" in which all twenty youngsters sing Maltby & Shire’s "Doors,"
there are three sets of material, each on a theme. "Me" is a voyage of self
revelation, "You and Me" expands the focus to personal relationships,
romantic or familial, and "All of Us" concerns larger community values which
have taken on poignant meaning after the attacks of September 11 which isn’t
just a simple exercise in unquestioning patriotism as it includes challenges
to some of society’s remaining imperfections.
Outstanding vocal ability or musical skills was not a requirement for
admission to the Musical Theatre Institute for Teens and they certainly
didn’t expect these kids to learn how to sing a song in a three week crash
course. But they learned what to do with a song which, in a theatrical
setting, may be even more important. While all the voices are acceptable and
some are notably strong, the factor that most impresses is that not one of
the twenty performers had even one moment on the stage when they seemed at a
loss or unsure what to do until their next cue. They each sold their solo or
their part of a scene with assurance and carried the audience right with
them.
The mixture of modern musical song – everything from Rodgers and
Hammerstein’s "Ten Minutes Ago" to Jerry Herman’s "Time Heals Everything" to
Menkin and Rice’s "A Change in Me" to, of course, Stephen Sondheim’s "Being
Alive" – gave each student at least one solo or opportunity to sell a
number. Aaron Stavely made Maltby and Shire’s "I Want to Go Home" touching
even without the set up of the story from Big. Stephanie Bachula made
the Frank Wildhorn, Jack Murphy, Linda Eder humorous tongue twister "Don’t
Ask Me Why" a mini scene and topped it with a perfectly timed wink. Gregory
Corbino captured the spontaneous joy of his character in Burt Bachrach and
Hal David’s "She Likes Basketball" with a neat little bit of dribbling in
rhythm. Danielle Rachel Zeitz-Winston sold Heisler and Goldrich’s lively
humor song, "Taylor, the Latte Boy" so that the audience had as much fun as
she appeared to have.
Mixed in with songs were monologues and scenes by writers as diverse as
Shel Silverstein, Sam Shepard and Shakespeare. Hamlet’s soliloquy was given
an unusually clear delivery by Joshua Robinson, who made sense of some of
the bard’s more convoluted sentences, while Jordon Kai Burnett handled the
verse of a narrative poem with both meter and rhyme scheme preserved but
with a conversational clarity that was marvelous. Michaela Lieberman and
Gregory Corbino handled a devilishly difficult "let me start over"
boy-picks-up-girl scene helped by the persistent punctuation of a bell while
Paul Chamberlain and Stephanie Bachula merged individual monologues into a
cooperative scene with pacing that, while appearing unconnected, fit all the
parts together.
Artistic direction by Jane Pesci-Townsend. Music direction by Frank
Pesci with George Fulginitii-Shakar on keyboards. Cast: Anastasia Albinson,
Kabir Altaf, Stephanie Bachula, Charlotte Benesch, Hollis Boyd, Jordan Kai
Burnett, Paul Chamberlain, Gregory Corbino, Caitlin Doyle, Kristen Golden,
Elisabeth Gorey, Rhonda Harrison, Haley Koch, Michaela Lieberman, Jasen
Parker, Halley Parsonnet, Joshua Robinson, Aaron Stavely, Randa Tawil,
Danielle Rachel Zeitz-Winston. |
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May 30 – June 30, 2002
Dutchman |
Reviewed June June 1
Running time 50 minutes
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Source has priced tickets for this short one act piece at $10 in order, they
say, to make it affordable to a wider audience. It also keeps anyone from
complaining that it is so short it shouldn’t be full price. But it is a
full, intense and satisfying theatrical experience. It is simply that the
author, the former LeRoi Jones (as he was known when the show premiered) now
Amiri Barak (as he became known for his poetry as much as for his plays)
doesn’t keep stretching the piece much beyond the point where he has said
what he set out to say. This is something many playwrights could learn from
him.Storyline: A lone black man in a New York subway car looks up to
see a young white woman looking at him from the platform of a station. After
the train pulls away she enters from the end having boarded through another
car. She flirts more and more aggressively while more and more passengers
board the train. She keeps the flirting up until she overcomes his
reluctance to respond and then she turns on him and taunts him until he
snaps and retaliates for her taunting. Things turn ugly as a surprise ending
is toped by an explanatory twist.
Actually, the play doesn’t end precisely when it should. There is a
confusing detail at the very end involving a dancing railroad porter that is
an unnecessary head scratcher. But the first 49 minutes and 15 seconds of
the 50 minute piece are concentrated drama and they are given a solid
presentation by a cast of two principals and some sixteen fellow subway
passengers. Director Ralph Remington not only keeps the pace of events
building through this short play, he makes sure that each of the ensemble
members playing passengers has specific character traits and attitudes. The
crowd on this subway car is composed of real people, not just two principals
and some extras.
The two principals are W. Ellington Felton making a striking Source debut
as the unfortunate object of the girl’s attention, and Jenifer Deal
continuing the level of intensity that earned the Helen Hayes Award she
received last month for Outstanding Lead Actress for her work here at Source
in The Muckle Man. They create a palpable tension between them which
appears sexual on the surface but boils with issues of power, prejudice and
anger on a deeper level.
Greg Mitchell provides one of the most expressive scenic designs of the
many memorable ones he has developed for Source. With a low platform, five
two-seat benches and a tilted superstructure of pipes, he creates a space
that not only becomes a subway car, it becomes a moving/speeding
environment. When the appropriately intrusive sounds provided by Brian
Keating and the flashing lights of Mike Daniels are added, the effect is
compelling.
Written by Amiri Baraka. Directed by Ralph Remington. Fight direction
by John Gurski. Design: Greg Mitchell (set) Kathleen Geldard (costumes) Mike
Daniels (lights) Brian Keating (sound) Claire Newman-Williams (photography). Cast: W. Ellington Felton, Jenifer
Deal with Tom Cutler, Catherine Deadman, Christina DeRosa, Angelique Doctor,
Colleen Estep, James Holland, Marcus Jerkins, Adrienne Nelson, Felix
Stevenson, Marsha Sutherland, Steve Szibler, Catherine Tremeau, David Van
Ormer, Johnna Magdalena Young. |
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March 17 – April 13, 2002
Corpus Christi |
Reviewed March 25
Running time 2 hours 10 minutes
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Controversy erupted in 1998 when it was learned
that the latest play by the author of Master Class and Love,
Valour and Compassion and the books for the musicals The Rink, Kiss
of the Spider Woman and Ragtime was a gay version of the passion
play. After an outcry from the Catholic League for Religious and Civil
Rights, the Manhattan Theater Club cancelled the premiere. After an outcry
from the theater community, they reconsidered and rescheduled it. Subsequent
productions have raised everything from protests to eyebrows. The new
production at Source reveals a work of rich beauty which its author
obviously knew would rankle but it is equally obvious that he deeply felt
the values the protesters claimed to be protecting. This may be a gay play
but it is a deeply Christian piece. In addition, it is simply marvelous
theater.Storyline: While adopting some modern names and incorporating
references to present day Texas, the play is really a staging of the
biblical story of the birth, life and death of Jesus. It ends with Jesus’
final words from the cross and does not address resurrection or ascension.
While the text of the evening may be about love, compassion, faith and
acceptance, the strength of the evening is really the performances. Thirteen
marvelously talented young men work together as an ensemble selflessly,
supporting each other’s moments and setting up each other’s scenes. Twelve
are, of course, apostles, and thus, the thirteenth is Jesus though here he
his called Joshua because, we are told, Joseph rejected the name Jesus
because it made him sound like a Mexican.
That role requires the strongest performance and it gets it from Sean
McNall – recently graduated from the Juliard School of Drama and,
surprisingly, the only member of Actor’s Equity in the cast. McNall is on
stage constantly throughout the intermissionless two hour play and he
maintains an impressively natural intensity and constructs a character that
grows before the audience’s eyes. Early in the play he provides the gentle
murmurs of the babe in swaddling clothes while at the end suffering torment
on the cross. In between, he creates a character who is guilelessly
accepting of every human trait, generously giving of himself and joyously
enthusiastic about life. He makes the role a role model notwithstanding any
reservations as to sexual preferences.
Greg Mitchell’s simple setting transforms Source’s black box theater with
the seats set on three sides by laying a great white cloth over the entire
playing space in front of a white draped table and a white wall. Dan Covey
then lights the space with varying colors and patterns to transition
smoothly from scene to scene. Most of T. Tyler Stumpf’s costumes are jeans
and tee shirts but he adds touches of whimsy such as the Madonna’s skirt
where appropriate and less amusing but none the less effective touches where
needed. Joshua/Jesus is crucified in Jockey shorts.
Written by Terrence McNally. Directed by PJ Paparelli. Design: Gregg
Mitchell (set) Dan Covey (lights) T. Tyler Stumpf (costumes) Daniel Schrader
(sound) Lydia Spooner (properties) Claire Newman-Williams (photo). Cast: Sean McNall, Andrew Smith, Frank
Anthony Polito, Jeremy Weaver, James Denvil, Daniel Frith, Jesse Terril, Tim
Getman, Dan Via, Josh Barrett, Jason Franklin, Tim Tourbin, Edwardo Placer. |
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January 23 – February 20, 2002
By Tooth or By Tongue |
Reviewed January 29
Running time 2 hours 10 minutes |
Poetic in its use of language, photographic in
its use of imagery, honest in its approach and highly theatrical in its
presentation, Lucy Newman-Williams’ two-actress/dozen character play
premiering at Source is a notable piece of work on many levels.
Storyline: A seventeen-year-old girl’s journey of self-discovery runs from
the day a motorcycle accident left a scar on her face to the day she begins
to heal the scar on her psyche.
Kimberly Gilbert plays the central character, something of a free spirit
trapped in a world where a girl’s beauty is the measure of her worth and the
limiting factor in her options for the future. When she learns the extent of
the disfiguring scar from the accident, she must re-examine her assumptions
about who she is and where she is going. It is a part that is both narrator
and principal character and, as such, puts her on stage directly addressing
the audience for the entire evening. She handles it with assurance and
attention to mannerisms and moments, matching the eloquence of the language
with an eloquence of performance.
Author Lucy Newman-Williams plays everyone else – all the characters the
girl meets in her journey from boy friend to girl friend to nurse to mother.
Each is an interesting creation in its own right, performed as well as
written with an eye for telling detail. Details also mark the films that are
projected on the screen of a set to make this a semi-multi-media
presentation. Those films are by Claire Newman-Williams with whom the author
shared the process of creation of the piece.
Under the direction of Source’s Managing Director Delia Taylor, this
production avoids the trap of being self indulgent which can afflict a show
performed by its own writer. The imagery of the play’s language is so rich
that it feels like a script meant to be read rather that heard in
performance, but neither Newman-Williams nor Gilbert linger overlong on a
line or a moment. The riches of its language creates a critical mass of
imagery that is rewarding on a single hearing but hints at additional layers
of riches.
Written by Lucy Newman-Williams. Directed by Delia Taylor. Design:
Claire Newman-Williams (photography) Greg Mitchell (set) Ayun Fedorcha
(lights) Kathleen Geldard (costumes) Brian Keating (sound.) Cast: Kimberly
Gilbert, Lucy Newman-Williams. |
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December 6, 2001 – January 6, 2002
Intimate Exchanges |
Reviewed December 7
Running Time 2 hours 20 minutes |
There are laughs enough to make anyone enjoy most of the evening and the
performances of Kate Eastwood Norris and Brian McMonagle are both first
rate. But the challenge of Alan Ayckbourn’s massive project of multiple
plays is essentially unmeetable in a single evening and it remains to be
seen if it can be met in three or even six evenings.Storyline: The
headmaster of a British prep school and his wife have marital problems. His
friend and his wife have marital problems. His housekeeper and her boyfriend
have pre-marital problems. The stories of the six of them intersect and then
branch off in different directions depending on seemingly insignificant
decisions.
Ayckbourn, the British playwright who so likes to set up playwriting
challenges like writing three plays set in the same house, set himself a
challenge for Intimate Exchanges which requires more than one evening
to assay. There are actually eight different plays, each of which has two
different available endings so there are 16 versions. Even Source, with Joe
Banno and Lofty Durham co-directing, didn’t try to get all 16 different
versions up on their stage. Instead, they selected three of the eight and
prepared both endings of each for a total of six variations. The audience is
asked to vote late in the third scene as to which ending to pursue. Thus, on
any given night you will see just one of 16 possible versions.
The puzzle-happy Ayckbourn actually set more strictures to his task than
the sixteen different stories would imply. Each play had to be four scenes
long with the first opening with the wife of the headmaster deciding whether
or not to smoke a cigarette and progressing on from that decision. The
second scene is five days later, the third five weeks later, and the final
scene five years later. And then, just to add to the challenge, only one
actor and one actress are to play all of the parts. It is a tribute to both
Ayckbourn’s skill and the efforts of the Source Theatre team that this comes
off more as entertainment than as academic exercise even though it becomes a
bit awkward when one character has to appear to be talking to people off
stage who, in a less constricted play would simply walk on and talk.
The real strength of at least the first evening was the comic mania of
Kate Eastwood Norris who progresses from up-tight to break-down as the
headmaster’s wife. Inspired lunacy isn’t too strong a phrase. McMonagel, in
his Source debut, finds himself in three parts supporting her as she
disintegrates before the audience’s eyes.
The evening suffers from the limitations of the set Greg Mitchell
designed. Some key events are blocked from view of portions of the audience
and the complicated scenery change for the final scene, although facilitated
by a very funny bit by Eastwood Norris, takes so long that the play looses
all sense of momentum and continuity.
Written by Alan Ayckbourn. Directed by Joe Banno and Lofty Durham.
Design: Greg Mitchell (set) Dan Covey (lights) Biran Keating (sound) Rhonda
Key (costume.) Cast: Kate Eastwood Norris, Brian McMonagle. |
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