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August 29 - October 5, 2008
Resurrection
Reviewed September 6 by
David Siegel |
Running
Time 1: 35 no intermission
A sobering look at African-American men struggling
and ultimately succeeding
Performances at Arena's Crystal City facility |
Developing a heartfelt, very sobering script that directly
confronts the anguish of black men and presents a way through their personal
grief is the charge set for himself by playwright Daniel Beaty.
Resurrection presents the aches for a better life and the enormous
resilience of six African-American men of different ages whose lives
collide. It is very direct theater; uncomplicated and with a clear-cut
message delivered through small vignettes and a mostly straight-line of
exposition. The cast is almost educational in their purity of purpose and
delivery. Director Oz Scott has a deft touch with how men present their
feelings to themselves and one another ... without frills and layers. There
is little nuance as the cast employs a stand-and-deliver style as they speak
directly to the audience, rather than a more dramatically interactive style
among the characters on stage. There is no mistaking the message. With very
likeable, passionate actors who drive themselves ever forward, the evening
is ultimately a nourishing one with its uplifting message for those willing
to take it all in without blinking. A message of hope; a return to an
affirming life style through the resurrection of spirit and ownership of
what might be next.
Story Line: The exploration of the interwoven lives of six
African-American men struggling to make a living and to make their lives
worth living. The lives of these provocative six represent the challenging
and difficult story of black men in America.
Obie award winner and Helen Hayes nominee Daniel
Beaty is clear in his purpose for crafting Resurrection: to look at
the crises of black men in America “with thoughtfulness, heart and humor.”
He has written an unadorned text, one where characters are straight ahead in
all aspects of their lives as they journey to personal and community
rebirth. Each character presents a different issue that needs to be
confronted with the overall theme of taking personal responsibility even
while acknowledging that the larger white society has encircled the black
community. Beaty has no women characters on stage, yet their potent
presences are felt throughout the production as each of the characters must
make peace with a woman in his life. Director Scott has director’s credits
for such shows as for colored girls who considered suicide when the
rainbow is enuf and the recent The Ballad of Emmett Till. He
has worked to give the script dramatic impact and lift with an unfussy,
clear-cut manner. But too often the production feels weighted down by words
without dramatic action attached. More dramatic theatricality comes on
occasion when voices are overlayed almost into a fugue of words, or when
gospel songs are sung by the chorus of men. Resurrection was first
read as part of A Continuing Conversation on Race at Washington’s
Busboys and Poets in conjunction with Arena Stage. The play was workshopped
at Hartford Stage and at Arena prior to this full production, which is a
collaboration with Hartford Stage.
The cast of six delivers in
an earnest and sincere manner as they take their individual redemptive
journeys to become worthy in their own eyes and praiseworthy to others. Each
cast member has the opportunity to present his sins and dreams and ultimate
resurrection singly in the spot light where some are more nuanced than
others. The characters depict each decade of life from 10 to 60. Thulson
Dingwall is 10; the repository of hope for the adult males and an eager,
likeable actor on stage. Turron Kofi Alleyne is 20. His defining moment
involves abstaining from unprotected sex so that he can travel on to
college. The 30 is Che Ayende; the most expressive and clearly emotive of
the cast. He acts with bottomless anguish as he confronts his own demon,
giving HIV to his pregnant girl friend. Alvin Keith is 40; the deeply
closeted gay son of his un-approving Bishop father. His delivery is the most
convincingly multi-layered of this cast. How he hides his truth from himself
and from his father is richly developed. Michael Genet is 50 with a
character named Mr. Rogers. Rifting off the PBS educational television
character, it seems, Genet while a small healthy food shop proprietor and
father to Dingwall, is really the educator for others. He tries to show them
what they need to know to survive and prosper in the new America, no longer a
place of slavery but a place with the aftermath of slavery everywhere. He
plays the role as the realistically solid male; depended on to be there for
others. As 60 is Jeffery V. Thompson, the Bishop and father to Keith. He has
amusing humor in his veins as he presents weakness for bad food such as Ho-Hos,
and it overtakes his large frame. His sin is the inability to reach out to
and accept his gay son until it is almost too late.
The set is
straightforward. The audience takes in a rear wall of copper colored
triangles set against a blue and white open sky … but looking through
countless half filled bottles of herbs. At each of the stage wings is a
table providing for another playing area beyond the central location. The
costumes are evocative of each character’s sense of himself and age; from a
buttoned-down executive, to impeccably dressed young school boy, to the
minister in his bright robes, to an adolescent from the ‘hood to a more
nobly dressed shop owner. Pre-show music is jazzy, moving from the quieter
tones of a single instruments such as a violin or flute to the more
pulsating and percussive if not almost discordant mélange of drums, violins,
flutes and clarinets.
Written by Daniel Beaty.
Directed by Oz Scott. Music composed by Daniel Bernard Roumain. Musical
stylist: Elan Vytal, a.k.a DJ Scientific. Design: G. W. Mercier, (set)
Karen Perry (costumes) Victor En Yu Tan, (lights) Tim Thompson (sound) Scott
Suchman (photography) Kurt Hall (stage manager). Cast: Che Ayende, Turron
Kofi Alleyne, Thulson Dingwall, Michael Genet, Alvin Keith, Jeffrey V.
Thompson. |
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September 5 - 28, 2008
Wishful
Drinking
Reviewed September 12 by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:10 - one
intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for a delightful trip down memory lane
Performances
at the Lincoln
Theatre on U Street NW
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When was the last time you saw a show that began with a Q&A with the
audience? It takes a lot of nerve for a performer, especially one doing a
solo show, to let the audience have such a hand in establishing the mood for
the evening. But, then, Carrie Fisher apparently has just that - a lot of
nerve. She has a confidence in her mastery of the subject of the show based
on the fact that she is the subject of the show. Her life, that is. And what
a life it has been! Not just the biographical abstract stuff: daughter of
Debbie Reynolds and Eddie Fisher; co-star of Star Wars; wife of Paul Simon
and recipient of multiple awards for her openness about her own mental
illness. No, she has much to say about the smaller, but no less fascinating
aspects of life-a-la-Fisher: the confusion over just who is related to whom
in her extended family, the iconic hair do of Princess Leia, phone calls
from her mother who, she tells us, always begins with "Hello, Carrie, this
is your mother .. Debbie." But that opening Q&A! It doesn't deal with any of
the above. No. It deals with a more recent event - the morning she awoke to
find a friend of hers - a political advisor from our own home town - dead in
her bed. She asks the audience if they have any questions about that, and
she doesn't take silence for an answer. She elicits many questions, answers
them with an apparent openness, and in the process, establishes a unique
bond with this night's audience. Thus begins an evening that is never less
than entertaining.
Storyline:Carrie Fisher performs her tell-all on-stage memoir with a
refreshingly open sense of humor and confidence, aided by projections of
images from her past.
This well written,
well paced and certainly well performed memoir begins with Fisher's
observations that "If my life weren't funny it would only be true - and that
would be unacceptable." That's a viewpoint that few would express so early
in a tell-all session, and it is the key to the magic she spins. She knows
that her life isn't typical and that its very uniqueness isn't entirely
either her fault or to her credit. She was dealt a unique hand in life and
she's played her cards her own way. To tell that story, she's worked with
playwright Josh Ravetch and director Tony Taccone to refine and polish, but
in essence, this is pure Fisher. (It is also about to become a book which
will be issued just in time for the holidays.)
The show had its premiere in Los Angeles, which should
come as no surprise. Where else would a Hollywood tell-all take root?
Bringing it here to Arena, she performs before Alexander V. Nichols' set
which is a mixture of living room, class room, photo shop and special
effects lab. One moment she's curled up in an easy chair with a caftan on
her lap and a cigarette in her hand chatting with the audience as house
guests, the next she's up in front of a black board with pointer in her hand
walking a class through the complications of the marriages in her incredibly
extended family in a segment titled "Hollywood Inbreeding 101." She even
steps down into the audience to draft a volunteer or sprinkle a bit of
tinsel. Clearly, since nearly every story is delivered with appropriate
projections or props (the Princess Leia Sex Doll drops down from the flies)
this is a carefully scripted presentation but Fisher makes it feel as if
she's just rambling through her stories.
It should be noted that this is the first of Arena
Stage's shows to play the beautiful Lincoln Theater on U Street NW. (Its
right next door to Ben's Chili Bowl for those needing a burger or a dog
before or after the show.) During the construction of Arena's expanded
campus in Southwest, they will present most of their shows in Crystal City
but a few here at the Lincoln. They originally said that they needed the
Lincoln to accommodate the bigger shows and, indeed, they have slated the
musical review Irving Berlin's I Love A Piano for this space in
January, but they are opening with this one-set, one-person show, and they
fill the house. It is to
Fisher's credit that she manages to make the audience in this larger space
feel an intimate sense of connection.
Created and performed by Carrie Fisher. Directed by
Tony Taccone. Design: Alexander V. Nichols (set, lights and projections)
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June 6 - July 13, 2008
The Mystery
of Irma Vep
Reviewed June 15 by
David Siegel
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Running
Time: 1:50 – one intermission
A lively nostalgic trip down Boomer memory lane …and oh, btw,
the men wear
dresses
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A couple hours of your time in the caverns of Crystal City is worth while
for a show based on a dethroning of many of the all-too-dearly held cultural
references and childhood memories for a certain generation. The Mystery
of Irma Vep is the proverbial summer beach read; frothy, mysterious, no
deep sub-text, bubbly in a sweet sort-of way, in a charming, safe
gender-bending presentation. Nothing is needed from a Potomac region
audience beyond suspension of your life as a suited power-broker so you can
enjoy entertainment with this mantra: “any man who dresses up as a woman
can’t be all bad.” The two starring actors, each playing multiple roles,
are Tony Award nominee Brad Oscar and Helen Hayes Award winner J. Fred
Shiffman. Their work is the clear basis of audience enjoyment, along with
the finely accomplished technical craft work of set, lighting and sound
design. But, there are some usually unnoticed and
unmentioned craftsman that deserve recognition early in this review … the
dressers, wardrobe staff and wig designer who make this show the pleasure it
is. A number of years ago, Susan Sontag, coined the term “camp” for
something that was artifice and exaggeration in a flamboyant, extravagant
style. Sontag went on to write that certain things are “camp” when they are
purposely exaggerated, especially the exaggeration of sexuality and
mannerism. As directed by Rebecca Bayla Taichman, The Mystery of Irma Vep
epitomizes a gentle, “camp” style, but with is a soft spot. This reviewer
does wonder if younger Boomers will grow bored with a continuing send-up
without the intimate knowledge of the cultural cues the show requires to be
more than just cross-dressing actors entertaining the audience in their
happily over-the-top frocks. The cleverness of the script does wane over
time, but Oscar and Shiffman seem to sense when a boost is needed to keep
things moving apace.
Storyline: A comedic (or is that melodramatic?) drawing room piece that finds time for a little travel to Egypt is a send-up of classic monster
movies from the 1930s including the English moors, the lure of the tombs of
ancient Egypt, Gothic literature, Shakespeare and
British “chic-lit” of a certain time and who knows what else in this
2-actor, multi-character, multi-gender circus. The plot, about a possibly
murdered mistress of the house, has something to do with pushing limits,
really.
Charles Ludlam (1943-1987) founded the
Ridiculous Theatrical Company in New York City in 1967. Ludlam was a theater
Luddite and tried to smash through theatrical conventions with his epicene
style and sensibility. With Irma Vep, Ludlam succeeded in reaching
the up-town world and the show won an Obie in 1984 for its ensemble
work. Ludlum was the playwright, the director and star. For this
Arena production, Director Rebecca Bayla Taichman, known best for her
recent work with Woolly Mammoth directing
Dead Man’s Cell Phone
and The Velvet Sky,
sets her sights on a well detailed presentation of artifact and fun. In
Oscar and Shiffman she has accomplished actors that she sets in motion. Her production team clearly took glee in delivering a set
that was finely tuned with props and set pieces that fill the eye. But this
is a show in which the frocks, gowns and wigs and snippets of music provide
the recurring audience laughter. And a reviewer’s note: a hardy clap of the
hands to Taichman and the actors as the rarely seen folk from behind the
curtain had the opportunity to take a bow at the final curtain call.
Oscar (the more physically robust one)
and Shiffman (the tall lanky one) are enjoyable as they sweat for the
audience, playing at least a half dozen distinct male and female roles. The
roles require them to sashay, prance, strut, shimmy, dance and god knows
what else as they move about the stage. They just feed off each other,
egging each other on throughout the evening. What is more incredible are the
quick changes required as they spin about in their entrances and exits. Some
costume changes take at most 20 seconds as they move from male to female to
male to female roles without seemingly taking a breath. The move from one
persona to another must be dizzying for the actors, but neither show it as
they make their grand entrances on cue with the lights and sounds and
without missing a line. Oscar gets to play the more flamboyant Lady Enid
Hillcrest and the crafty, horny caretaker Nicodemus, while Shiffman gets to
play the more intellectually twisted woman, Jane Twisden, and the arch
Englishman, Lord Edgar Hillcrest. Both are enjoyable to watch.
There is not an ounce of seriousness in
this quick and very playful two-act evening. Act I is a vividly recreated
drawing room from all those 1930’s - 1940’s English themed movies we all
have seen. Act II opens in an Egyptian tomb. The sinister music from mid-20th
century movies is used for scene changes to set a mood, though there is a
drop in of the Law and Order theme notes in one scene and
Deliverance dueling dulcimers -- yes dulcimers not banjoes -- in
another. The lighting cues are right on time, bringing back memories of
all the horror movies that we all remember and still long to see every late
October. As for the bravura gowns and frocks; they are beyond description - as
candy colored sheets of taffeta and full petticoats last seen when Carol
Burnett spoofed Gone With the Wind.
Written by Charles Ludlum. Directed by Rebecca Bayla
Taichman. Design: James Noone (set) David Zinn (costumes) T. Tyler
Sumpf (wigs) Parker Esse (choreography) David S. Leong (fight Choreography)
Daniel MacLean Wagner (lights) Bray Poor (sound) Scott Suchman
(photography) Amber Dickerson (stage
manager). Cast: Brad Oscar, J. Fred Shiffman. |
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March 14 - May 18, 2008
Death of a Salesman
Reviewed April 3 by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 3:00 - one
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A Potomac Stages Pick for a wrenching
performance
by Rick Foucheux
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Arena kicks off a two-play repertory of Arthur Miller with an affecting and
effective performance by Rick Foucheux in one of the great roles for an
American actor, that of Willy Loman in Miller's Pulitzer Prize winning
portrayal of the failure of the American
dream. As the salesman who believes in success
“riding on a smile and a shoeshine” but whose life collapses on all sides,
Foucheux appears nearly claustrophobic as the traps his failures and
weaknesses have created slam shut on any avenue of escape. His failure to
see consequences beyond the immediate moment and his inability to understand
the causes of the collapse of everything he thought he had built is both
horrible to see and fascinating to watch. With a fine supporting cast and a
suitably un-handsome design which emphasizes the drab existence this
salesman has managed to provide for the Loman family, Miller's highly
theatrical play with its flashbacks, hallucinations and excruciating
breakdown scenes carries the emotional wallop that has made it one of the
more frequently produced tragic dramas of contemporary theater.
Storyline: At the end of a career as a
traveling salesman, each of Willy Loman’s dreams turns sour. He looses his
job. His children turn out not to be the successes he dreamed about. He has
a loving wife but he hasn’t been faithful to her. He comes to believe that
he is worth more dead than alive, at least until the next premium on his
life insurance policy is due.
Death of a Salesman is one of
those plays that many theatergoers see many times. Partially this is due to
the attraction it has for some of the finest actors. The role of Willy Loman
is a classic challenge that has drawn career-marking performances from the
likes of Lee J. Cobb, George C. Scott, Dustin Hoffman, Brian Dennehey and
Herschel Bernardi. Arena has staged it before with Robert Prosky as Willy.
Rick Foucheux holds his own in such exalted company although his performance
won't make anyone forget the others. Who could? Instead, he adds a rumpled,
dowdy and exhausted Willy to the tradition.
Nancy Robinette takes on the role of his wife, Linda. Her performance is
at its best in the less histrionic scenes where she can apply some subtle
sweetness to the part, but when her Linda looses it - either in her panic
over Willy's suicidal actions, her condemnation of her son's mistreatment of
their father or, finally, her grief at the graveside - she puts more volume
than visible thought into the blast. Jeremy S. Holm is sharp in the
outbursts of the older son who knows deep down in his soul that he's not
going to be the success his father wants him to be, while
Tim Getman does fine job on the always difficult role of the
oh-so-shallow youngest son who can abandon his father in the midst of an
emotional breakdown to chase a skirt. As the boy next door, Louis
Cancelmi matures nicely from the young object of ridicule in Willy's memory
to the adult who has built a successful legal practice not through charm and
personality but by intelligence and hard work, and J. Fred Shiffman is a
vision as Willy's uncle, which is just right since he really is a figment of
Willy's disturbed mind.
As one of a two play repertory, not only will this production share most
of its cast with A View from the Bridge (which will be reviewed separately),
it shares the basics of the scenic design of Loy Arcenas. Salesman is a
challenge for a designer who must cope with the limitations of the stage in
Arena's temporary space in Crystal City. The ceiling over the stage is too
low to allow the usual arrangement of bedrooms upstairs from the kitchen in
the Loman home, there's no space above to accommodate flying in set
pieces for flashbacks or hallucinations and restricted wing space does not
allow for slide
on pieces either. Strangely, for a play with the theme of the claustrophobia
Willy feels as his world closes in around him, Arcenas spreads the action
horizontally in a fairly spacious way. Laurie Churba Kohn provides Foucheux
with the frumpiest suit any worn out salesman ever wore - and it seems to
get frumpier and frumpier as scene follows scene until this disheveled hulk
of a man reaches his final failure.
Written by Arthur Miller. Directed by Timothy Bond. Fight choreography by David S. Leong. Incidental music composed by Michael G. Keck. Design: Loy Arcenas
(set) Laurie Churba Kohn (costumes) Bettie O. Rogers (wigs and hair) Nancy
Chertler (lights) Scott Suchman (photography) Susan R. White (stage
Manager). Cast: Jamieson Baker, Louis Cancelmi, Rick Foucheux, Tim Getman,
Tara Giordano, Jeremy S. Holm, Naomi Jacobson, Virginia Kull, Nancy
Robinette, Stephen F. Schmidt, J. Fred Shiffman, Noble Shropshire, Cliff
Williams III.
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March 21 - May 17,2008
A View from the
Bridge
Reviewed April 4 by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:30 - one
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A Potomac Stages Pick for a powerful
performance
by Delaney Williams
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The second half of the two play repertory of Arthur Miller
tragedies is his lesser known drama of a Brooklyn longshoreman whose
close knit family of Italian ancestry is rocked by the arrival of two cousins
from the old country. It shares the family concentration of the other,
Death of a Salesman, as well as the common theme
that the central character is perhaps the only one on stage who cannot or
will not see the disaster headed his way. As the narrating lawyer says, the
train wreck can be seen coming from the start - and not just because he
tells us so in the first scene. Unlike Death of a Salesman, however,
the audience gets to see some of the good side of the family's relationship
before everything comes unglued. Delaney Williams' performance is the
dominant one, as well it should be given the structure of Miller's script,
but there are a host of other fine performances that bring the piece to a
warmer feeling than Salesman ever achieves. Naomi Jacobson is outstanding as
his wife, David Agranov and Virginia Kull make an attractive pair of young
lovers - each with the ability to flash into anger, frustration or pure
determination at a moment's notice - and Noble Shropshire imbues the
narrating lawyer character with just a touch of human concern that also
helps soften the harder edges early on, without damaging their sharpness when
the story reaches its tragic conclusion.
Storyline: Two Italian cousins of the wife of a Brooklyn dockworker enter
the country illegally in order to escape the poverty that has gripped the
family's post-World War II homeland. The dockworker welcomes them into his
home, an apartment he and his wife share with the niece he has raised from
childhood. One of them is attracted to her, however, and the dockworker's
generosity won't stretch that far. He claims to oppose their budding romance
because he assumes the young man just wants a marriage that would allow him
to remain in the country legally. In truth, jealousies and passions far
beyond that are at issue.
Miller may be best known for Death of a
Salesman and The Crucible, but his output includes half a dozen
other plays deserving frequent remounting.
All My Sons was
given a thoughtful presentation by Quotidian Theatre a few years ago and
The Price is getting a fabulous staging
right now at Theater J with Robert Prosky and two of his sons. In each of his
major works, with the exception of The Crucible which was triggered
by Miller's response to the excesses of the McCarthy era, the focus has been
on the family in then-contemporary America, and the difficulty families have
in recognizing reality and coping with limitations that belie "The American
Dream." With this drama, he explores the impact of immigration policy on
families as well, making it particularly relevant in this day when that
issue is so prominently a factor in local as well as national politics.
The dockworker/husband/uncle is an appealing fellow in the hands of
Delaney Williams who delivers a well modulated performance, taking him from
happier times through to the final revelations in measured steps. At the
start, he's a bit of a loveable lunk, even if it is the 1950s and the family
is assumed to be headed by the man whose decisions are final. In this home,
however, mother knows better as shown in the sharp and finally emotionally
affecting performance of Naomi Jacobson. In addition to the youngsters, Agranov and Kull, Louis Cancelmi as the other cousin from Italy, contributes
a bit of youthful passion to the proceedings.
With the requirement to switch back and forth between the two shows
playing in rapidly revolving repertory (there are days when one show plays
at the matinee and the other in the evening) set designer Loy Arcena again
uses the structure of Arena's temporary home in Crystal City, fitting out
the wide but not deep or high playing space with an area constituting the
family's home and another area where all the outside activity is staged. It
concentrates the family scenes in a tighter cocoon than was apparent in
Salesman, perhaps as much a reflection of the blocking by the directors as
of the design of the space. At least at the start, the Brooklyn apartment
feels like a refuge from the cold outside world while the Loman family home
in Salesman never felt so comforting - even in the normally warm
first scene of the second act. Here it seems to work with, rather than
against the play, although it was strange to see the cast gathering up
furniture and clearing a space which soon becomes an area for the final
fight scene.
Written by Arthur Miller. Directed by Daniel Aukin. Fight choreography by
David S. Leong. Incidental music composed by Michael G. Keck. Design: Loy
Arcena (set) Laurie Churba Kohn (costumes) Bettie O. Rogers (wigs and hair)
Nancy Chertler (lights) Scott Suchman (photography) Susan R. White (stage
Manager). Cast: David Agranov, Louis Cancelmi, Rick Foucheux, Tim Getman,
Tara Giordano, Jeremy S. Holm, Naomi Jacobson, Virginia Kull, Nancy
Robinette, Stephen F. Schmidt, J. Fred Shiffman, Noble Shropshire, Cliff
Williams III, Delaney Williams.
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December 28, 2007 - February
24, 2008
Ella
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:10 - one intermission
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Stages Pick for an extraordinary recreation
of an extraordinary talent
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Tina Fabrique (The
Women of Brewster Place, Ma
Rainey's Black Bottom,
Crowns) returns to
Arena to play the lead in this bio-musical of Ella Fitzgerald. She doesn't
do a mere imitation of Ella, although there are times when the
transformation is complete enough that even those who have had the privilege
of actually attending one of the late songstress' concerts may succumb to
the feeling that they've slipped back to an earlier pleasure. Instead,
Fabrique uses the strength of her vocal performance as the centerpiece of a
dramatic performance of note. She reveals an Ella who is more human, more vulnerable and
more touching than the great songstress' fans saw on stage.
She imbues the music of Ella Fitzgerald with the personality of its maker,
not just the art. But the art is there as well, with its deep appreciation
for all that is good in the great American popular song catalogue. She isn't
alone on stage, but this is Tina Fabrique's show. It is no mistake that
there's no understudy listed in the program. Without Tina, there's no
"Ella."
Storyline: In 1966, at the height of her fame as "The First Lady of
Song," Ella Fitzgerald struggles to find the will to go on stage for her
sold-out concert in Nice, France, after the death of her sister. Her
long-time producer Norman Granz asks her to spend a little less time singing
and a little more time talking with the audience, which prompts her own
flood of memories of her life and career to date.
Fabrique is not just the key to the success of this
production, she has been the key to the success of the show since its
inception at TheaterWorks in Connecticut where she created the role under
director Rob Ruggiero. She went on to star in the revised
version which premiered at Florida Stage and has toured with it when not
performing in the production of The Women of Brewster Place which
just closed at Arena. The structure of the show as it now exists is an
interesting blend of concert and bio-play. The first act is a back-stage
stroll down memory lane. Of course, when the life being remembered is one
spent in the music business, there's lots of music in the memories - "How
High The Moon," "It Don't Mean A Thing (If It Ain't Got That Swing),"
"You'll Have To Swing It (Mr. Paganini)," "They Can't Take That Away From
Me," "Night and Day" and "That Old Black Magic" are but some of the items
from Ella's astonishing career that carry the memories of her struggles.
Act Two is more of a recreation of a concert, with such
highlights as "Lullaby of Birdland," "'S Wonderful," "The Man I Love,"
"Cheek to Cheek" and "Let's Call The Whole Thing Off" in a recreation of a
duet with Louis Armstrong with trumpet player Elmer Brown as Satchmo, and
the essential "Oh, Lady Be Good" - not to mention a sterling recreation of
Ella's own creation, "A-Tisket, A-Tasket." But the concert segment takes on
depth and texture because of what the audience has learned of Ella's life
during the first act. Thus, it becomes a concert with a subtext. It doesn't
quite add up to great drama, but it puts dramatic interest into what might
otherwise have been a mere impersonation. Fabrique, being an actress and not
just a singer, uses the subtext to create something more than a concert.
Michael Miceli's sound design takes full advantage of the
bright, sharp acoustics of this new venue and also contributes a number of
subtle but highly effective settings that reinforce the feeling of the hall
in which "Ella" is supposedly singing. The addition of an echoey
reverberation for memories of performances at the legendary Apollo Theatre
or the Savoy Ballroom which were so important in Ella's early years gives
definition to the scenes and the immediacy of the close-miked sound for club
date numbers adds excitement to already exciting material. Brown's trumpet
poses something of a challenge to Timothy M. Thompson in mixing the show
because the hard sound of the room tends to drive up the volume needed to
maintain balance, but Thompson does a fine job. Brown's muted Roy-Eldridge
riffs come across as cleanly as his Satchmo-inspired blasts or his
Dizzy-like ramblings while the vocal remains clearly out front.
Written by Jeffrey Hatcher. Conceived by Rob Ruggiero and
Dyke Garrison. Directed by Rob Ruggiero. Musical direction and arrangements
by Danny Holgate. Design: Michael Schweikardt (set) Alejo Vietti (costumes)
Charles Lapointe (wigs) John Lasiter (lights) Michael Miceli (sound) Carol
Pratt (photography) Martha Knight (stage manager). Cast: Elmer Brown, George
Caldwell, Harold Dixon, Tina Fabrique, Rodney Harper, Clifton Kellem.
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November 16 - December
30, 2007
Christmas
Carol 1941
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:05 - one intermission
A new version of Dickens' classic set in WW II Washington DC |
The translator/adaptor responsible for some great fun based on works by
French authors has tried to spice up an old chestnut that didn't require
translation because it was written in English in the first place.
Transferring Dickens' London based holiday tale to the Washington DC of the
third week of our involvement in World War II could be expected to add a dimension to the tale
that might intrigue. After all, that was a time of high drama in American
history and in the development of our town. Unfortunately, the transition
seems to layer material on top of the original rather than blend it together,
and the result feels labored and plodding. Perhaps it is just that everyone
in the audience knows that there are three whole ghosts of Christmas to get
through and, so, when we've only seen one before the intermission, a certain
impatience sets in. Whatever the cause, a host of local favorites labor
mightily to make this new telling of an old story special without much
success.
Storyline: The setting
is Washington, DC when, on Christmas eve of 1941, mean and miserly Elijah
Strube learns the true meaning of Christmas as the ghost of his former
partner, Jacob Marley, sends him the Ghost of Christmas Past to show him the
error of his ways, the Ghost of Christmas Present to show him the
opportunity to change and the Ghost of Christmases Yet to Come to show him
the consequences of failing to change.
The adaptation is by James Magruder, whose
adaptations of classic works have been great fun. He translated Marivaux's
The Triumph of Love and then turned it into the book for a musical
which was delightful. His translation of Alain-René Lesage's
Turcaret was
a bright, high-energy romp
when staged at Catalyst on Capitol Hill a few years back. Here he retains
the basic structure of Dickens' three-ghost dream story, but converts money
lender Scrooge and his "bah humbug" into would-be war profiteer Elijah
Strube with his exclamations of "bull crap!" Just what Magruder does with
the alphabet agency approach of FDR's administration and the OPA defies
explanation. Converting the ghosts to prominent statuary from the city
("Winged Victory" from the 1st Division Memorial, "Freedom" from atop the
Capitol Dome, "Grief" from Rock Creek Cemetery) certainly ties nicely to the
idea of a dream and gives costume designer Vicki R. Davis an entertaining
challenge, but it seems to drag on and on. Davis also gets to deck out Hugh Nees
in a bureaucrat's version of chains: reams and reams of paper.
Nees is but one of the
familiar faces that Arena fans will enjoy seeing again. The chief pleasure
is watching Larry Redmond make something very human out of the clerk who has
labored lo these many years in the service of the miser. Nancy Robinette
does what she can with the over-written role of his wife, whose pacifist
beliefs are suddenly out of fashion following the attack on Peal Harbor. Molly
Clement is a cheerful presence as their daughter. Christopher Block is
particularly impressive as a veteran who, as a marcher in the "Bonus Army"
which was attacked by US troops when they
demonstrated in favor of immediate payment of the bonus they had been
promised for their World War One service but never received, was "cheered in
'17, jeered in '32." The chief disappointment is the
miser at the heart of the story, James Gale, who simply fails to motivate the
conversion from grouch to benefactor.
Four songs were
written for the production and are grafted onto the story. They are by Henry
Krieger, whose music for Side Show was very effective, and Susan Birkenhead,
who provided Magruder with lyrics for the musical Triumph of Love.
"Three Wise Kings" seems an effort to connect the three-ghost concept of
Dickens with the biblical trio and "Heroes of the Home Front" is a
prototypical 1940s number for a big band vocalist that lets the entire cast
let loose with a bit of a jitterbug. George Fulginiti-Shakar and Garth
Hemphill treat the material with the respect it deserves, developing
arrangements and orchestrations for "Heroes of the Home Front" that sound
authentic as a USO dance of the day. Similarly, Adam Larsen developed
projection designs that enhance the production significantly. Chuck Fox, on
the other hand, didn't devote the same level of attention to detail as
properties master, providing, among other things, an electric typewriter
dating from a decade after the war as a key set piece.
Adapted from Dickens
by James Magruder. Directed by Molly Smith. Music by Henry Krieger. Lyrics
by Susan Birkenhead. Musical direction by George Fulginiti-Shakar.
Orchestrations by Garth Hemphill. Arrangements by George Fulginiti-Shakar
and Garth Hemphill. Choreography by Parker Esse. Design: William Schmuck
(set) Vicki R. Davis (costumes) Christal Schanes (wigs and makeup) Adam
Larsen (projections) Chuck Fox (properties) John (Jock) Munro (lights)
Garth Hemphill (sound) Susan R. White (stage manager). Cast: Christopher
Bloch, Clinton Brandhagen, Mollie Clement, Daniel Eichner, James Gale, Tim
Getman, Tara Giordano, C.J. Harrison-Davies, Gia Mora, Connan Morrissey,
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The Women of Brewster Place
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:40 - one intermission
A musical version of a popular novel of the struggle of poor
African American women in an urban housing project
Click here to buy the novel |
With a series of involving stories connecting half a dozen or so interesting
characters, and with a host of fine pop-soul-gospel songs often sung to the rafters,
this musical based on a novel that has its own faithful fans delivers an
evening of theater that has much to recommend it. The fact that it isn’t all
that it could or should be doesn’t negate the strengths it does have, and,
before its nearly two-month run is out, it will have gained legions of fans.
The strength of the stories being told help a great deal, and the quality of
Tim Acito's score adds to the pleasures to be had. He's particularly adept
at creating a song that also serves as a scene, which is a skill to be
treasured in musical theater. Molly Smith directs this world premiere musical which is a co-production
with The Alliance Theatre of Atlanta where the production played for a month
before transferring to Arena. Smith's direction is smooth and supple, but the
story calls for rough and tumble and she just doesn't provide it. Instead,
the evening is filled with times you nod your head and say "nicely done," but
not as many moments as there should be when you exclaim "Wow!"
Storyline: A crumbling and neglected housing development on a cul-de-sac
formed by an unsightly concrete wall is the setting where the neighborhood
women learn the power of community action with all its frustrations as well
as its rewards. Their natural leader is Mattie who was forced to move into
the project when she lost her house which she had posted as bail for her son
who then fled. Others with problems of their own to face include Mattie's
niece who suffers the loss of her daughter, Mattie's friend of longstanding
who stops in the neighborhood in between men in her life, and a lesbian
couple who engender the animosity of some of the ladies and the hatred of a
street gang.
Tim Acito, a dancer turned playwright,
lyricist and composer, handled all three aspects of the crafting of this
musical: music, lyrics and book. He did the same for a smaller project called
Zanna, Don't!, a musical fantasy of a high school where to be gay is
the norm and to be straight is to be discriminated against by the heterophobes among
your classmates. That smaller musical played Off-Broadway, garnering
nominations for Drama Desk Awards for Best Musical, Best Music, Best Lyrics and
Best Book. His new musical is a much more ambitious, larger scale work and
he proves again to be up to the task. One choice he made was to limit the
characters portrayed on stage to, as the title of both the novel and show
has it, The Women of Brewster Place. Gone are the male characters who
populated much of the book. The musical is not necessarily the better for
the streamlining. However it does provide director Molly Smith and
projection designer Adam Larsen an opportunity to create some memorable
moments of threatening shadows and silhouettes. Still, there are scenes with directed
distractions (such as excessive fussing with a bathtub) and others with hard
to understand understatements (such as a brief outburst instead of a heart-stopping, gut-wrenching wail by the
otherwise very good Shelley Thomas when she sees her daughter die).
Tina Fabrique holds forth as the star of the night,
but with a performance that lacks the kind of star-power that could have
lifted this show to the heavens. She's smooth where she should be rough and
calm when she should be shaking things up. Her voice is never a fraction off
pitch and she never misses a beat, but the polish of her song styling belies
the emotion Acito wrote into the songs. She does a good job, however, when
sparked by the delightful Marva Hicks in a duet on an homage to Billie
Holiday. There are moments for others to shine as well. Monique L. Midgette
lights up as a civil rights activist in tie-died tee shirt, especially when
sparked by Terry Burrell as her only-slightly-disapproving mother, and
Suzanne Douglas and Harriett D. Foy shine individually and collectively as
the lesbian couple whose story becomes the dominant element of the second
act.
William Foster McDaniel not only conducts, he plays
keyboard while leading the six-member pit band hidden below the stage. He
collaborated with Acito on the orchestrations which are essentially drab
underscores for the vocalists using two keyboards and a rhythm section. The
score is varied enough that it calls out for more colorful, more resourceful
support. But no violin, viola or cello, let alone any brass or woodwind,
enlivens the sound. The choreography by Kenneth L. Roberson seems similarly
perfunctory, missing out on a number of opportunities to add to the
production's sense of style and storytelling.
Music, lyrics and book by Tim Acito based on the novel
by Gloria Naylor. Directed by Molly Smith. Music direction by William Foster
McDaniel. Orchestrations by Tim Acito and William Foster McDaniel.
Choreographed by Kenneth L. Roberson. Design: Anne Patterson (set) Adam
Larsen (projections) Paul Tazewell (costumes) Chuck LaPointe (wigs) Michael
Gilliam (lights) Garth Hemphill (sound) Amber Dickerson (stage manager).
Cast: Cheryl Alexander, Terry Burrell, Suzzanne Douglas, Tina Fabrique,
Harriett D. Foy, Eleasha Gamble, Marva Hicks, Monique L. Midgette, Tijuana
T. Ricks, Shelley Thomas.
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September 14 - October 14,
2007
Well
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 1:55 - no intermission
A very theatrical riff on health and values
Click here to buy the script |
Theatrical conventions are at the heart of Lisa Kron's highly inventive
script, which purports to be something of a one woman
show to which she has added cast members to tell a story which she maintains is definitely not about her mother.
In a flight of fancy, she makes it seem as if
the show keeps getting away from her. She has the
cast members breaking out of the apparent script, taking control of scenes
and even stepping out of character to portray themselves. The force
of her mother's personality becomes the key element in a performance that
flies off into issues Kron maintains she had hoped to avoid. Actress Emily Ackerman plays
actress/playwright Lisa Kron in this production, which may confuse a few in
the audience since the first line in the script has her introducing herself
as Lisa Kron. Nancy Robinette plays her mother, a part that seems almost
written for her. She is such a familiar face to Potomac Region theater
lovers that it seems absolutely natural when she recognizes people in the
audience and asks her "daughter" if she's offered these nice people
something to drink. When she walks off stage to see if she has Diet Cokes
for everyone, you almost expect her to return pushing a drink cart.
Storyline: An Author/Performer tries with ever decreasing success to
control the characters she has created in her "theatrical exploration" of
issues of health - personal and societal. The characters, and the actors and
actresses playing them, keep taking charge of the scenes, taking them in
directions she didn't expect and interacting with her mother whose health is
at the core of her story.
Lisa Kron wrote this unconventionally structured one-act
play and performed the central role as she nurtured it through a development
process that took her and it to CENTERSTAGE in Baltimore, the Sundance
Theater Lab in Utah, the La Jolla Playhouse in California and the Public
Theatre in New York before eking out a two-month run on Broadway. Short run
or not, it earned enough attention to garner Tony Award nominations for her
as an actress as well as for her co-star, Jayne Houdyshell who played her
mother.
Robinette is a delight all evening long and Ackerman gives a
bright, lively and intelligent performance as Kron. The supporting cast gets
a collection of great one-liners and some fabulous bits such as Donnetta
Lavinia Grays popping up out of the floor at key moments. However, none is
given much of a character to develop. Indeed, each plays multiple parts and
also plays him or herself in one of Kron's hyper-theatrical touches. Susan
Lynskey gets the award for best delivery of a single line for her deadpan
pronouncement "I am Joy!" and, later, ingratiates herself with the entire
audience when she breaks character to ask Nancy Robinette if they can stay
in touch after the run of the show has ended.
Arena's decision to mount this essentially intimate show in
the large arena-style Fichandler rather than the smaller proscenium theater,
the Kreeger, is questionable at best. The large space of the stage works to
swallow the interaction between the performers. The fact that a
significant portion of the audience cannot see some of the reactions is a
difficulty and Director Kyle Donnelly fails to insist on the level of
clarity in the casts' enunciation that might have at least partially
alleviated that problem. Set designer Thomas Lynch compounds
the problem by leaving so much of the center of the space empty and pushing
a lot of the action to the sides. Placing the mother's cozy nook and
well-worn lazy boy recliner at the south-eastern corner of the stage
deprives many of the audience members on those sides the chance to see a
great deal of Robinette's work. Tickets on the west and north side are
definitely preferable for this production.
Written by Lisa Kron. Directed by Kyle Donnelly. Design:
Thomas Lynch (set) Nan Cibula-Jenkins (costumes) Nancy Schertler (lights)
Lindsay Jones (sound) Scott Suchman (photography)
Lloyd Davis, Jr. (stage manager). Cast: Emily Ackerman, Scott Drummond,
Donnetta Lavinia Grays, Mark Damon Johnson, Susan Lynskey, Nancy Robinette.
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August 24 - September
30, 2007
33 Variations
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:35 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for an absorbing
examination of the creative impulse
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Brief partial nudity
Winner of the Ushers' Favorite Show Awards for August and September
Winner of the $25,000 prize of the American Theatre Critics Association /
Steinberg Award for Outstanding New Play of 2007 |
Three interconnecting stories revolve around one woman in
Moisés Kaufman's new play receiving its world premiere in the Kreeger. The
play is in good hands with Mary Beth Peil as that woman, a musicologist in a
race with deteriorating health to complete her life's work. Her progression
over the course of the evening has the natural feel of inexorable physical
decline compensated for by the force of intelligent will. Kaufman directs
his own play, matching the theatricality of his script with staging that
enhances rather than distracting from its strengths. With sliding set
pieces, flapping music paper, moving projections and dramatic lighting, the
project could be a jumble, but instead, sticks together through the three
really intriguing, interrelated stories. Kaufman goes just a bit
overboard in the final ten or fifteen minutes, with scenes that go beyond
the confines of contemporary events and historical actions to blend the two
together with a touch of fantasy. The effect is a bit jarring after two
hours of more realistic scenes. Still, the full impact of the
evening is impressive and fully satisfying.
Storyline: As her final project before the ravages of disease cut short
her life and career, a musicologist delves into the mysteries behind Ludwig
van Beethoven's composition of not one but thirty-three variations of a
single waltz. As she struggles to connect with Beethoven, her daughter
struggles to connect with her before it is too late.
Moisés Kaufman
explored hatred in The Laramie Project and bigotry in Gross Indecency: The Three Trials of
Oscar Wilde (well, both in both, actually). Now he explores creativity. Laramie was marked by its refusal to accept simple answers to
complex issues and Indecency was notable for its examination of
historical records in the search for that which can't be written down on dry
parchment and paper. This play is also much more than a recreation of an
historical event, exploring not just what happened but why and placing it
all within a context that makes it breathe. His own program note disclaims
historical recreation, terming the product "a series of variations on a
moment in a life." No life exists in a vacuum, however, and Kaufman's play
becomes something of a fugue intertwining moments in the lives of three
interconnected sets of people.
Peil's performance is strong both in the
progression of her individual character and in her
reactions to her medical deterioration as she battles Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis
(Lou Gehrig's disease). She is also superb in the way she establishes
connections with the rest of the cast. Laura Odeh is nicely chipper at first
but drawn into the tragedy of her mother's decline and Greg Keller is
properly awkward in a charming way as the nurse who falls for the daughter
and supports her through the ordeal. Their own
development as a couple is
nicely done. Susan Kellermann progresses from stiff, Teutonic
librarian to compassionate friend in measured steps. Peal also interacts
with the world of Beethoven where Don Amendolia makes more out of the music
publisher than a mere functionary and Erik Steele provides clarity as well
as background information as Beethoven's biographer Anton Schindler. Graeme
Malcolm is the great composer himself, known as a raging titan of a man, and
he handles the range of emotions well.
Derek McLane has contributed a set that flows as elegantly as the script,
featuring frames holding individual pages of Beethoven's music framed by
shelves of document boxes. The music pages form surfaces on which
projections of titles ("Variation #24"), places (a map of Bonn), events (the
musicologist undergoing an MRI) and images of the music itself are shown.
These projections by Jeff Sugg advance the story, manipulate atmosphere and
reinforce themes while giving the entire project a unique feel. And Diane
Walsh's piano at stage right wraps it all together as a unified piece
through her performance of many of the variations for which the play is
named. She has just released a CD of the full set of the variations which is
available through the theater or
click here
to order.
Written and directed by Moisés Kaufman. Choreography and movement by
Peter Anastos. Design: Derek McLane (set) Jeff Sugg (projections) Janice
Pytel (costumes) Chuck LaPointe (wigs) David Lander (lights) André Pluess
(sound) Scott Suchman (photography) Meghan Gauger (stage manager). Cast: Don
Amendolia, Greg Keller, Susan Kellermann, Graeme Malcolm, Laura Odeh, Mary
Beth Peil, Erik Steele, Diane Walsh.
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Emergence-SEE!
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 1:30 - no intermission
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"This ain't no Carnival Cruise" says
Daniel Beaty in his hip-hop tinged solo show envisioning New York's reaction
if a slave ship suddenly emerged in their modern harbor. Beaty is an
actor/singer/writer/composer who has assembled some of his poetry for
performance in a context of soaring imagination. The concept of a
time-warping visage confronting the modern cosmopolitan world with one of
its hardest-to-face facts of history, unleashing a wide variety of
contemporary reactions, is wonderfully theatrical, and Beaty, who seems to
exude theatricality, takes full advantage of his theme. As an actor/singer,
he holds the stage with assurance and commands attention. His poetry is
filled with color and a healthy mix of humor and pathos. From the image of
millions of skeletons lining the sea floor all the way from Africa to
Liberty Island at one extreme, to Al Sharpton demanding the ship be made a
Federal historical monument and Oprah proclaiming "a full circle Ah Hah
moment" at the other, Beaty connects with the contemporary imagination. The
underlying message of the importance of remembrance of things past strikes a
responsive chord.
Storyline: When the specter of a slave ship named Remembrance surfaces in
front of the Statue of Liberty in New York Harbor, many emotions are
released but none quite as strong as those of the two sons of a single
thought-provoking man who clambers aboard and holds forth from the upper
deck.
Each of the vignettes in this survey of land-based reactions to
the metaphysical occurrence in the harbor lasts just about as long as
necessary, and then Beaty moves on. Some of the vignettes are stronger than
others but none drags on too long. As a performer, Beaty is precise. Since
his material is all poetry - and hip hopish poetry at that - the rhythm of
his delivery is as important as the inflections and how he says what he says
is an important part of the performance. Beaty has an impressive level of
breath control. His inhalations are easily as important and carefully
choreographed as the enunciation of the text as he exhales. Variety, not
normally a feature of the often monotonous Hip Hop, which after all, takes
its name from a droning two-beat imitation of marching soldiers, is very
much a part of Beaty's delivery and each of the vignettes or poems has its
own distinctive meter.
Strangely uncredited is Kenny Leon who directed last year's production of
this work at New York's Public Theatre. The contribution of a strong
director can make or break a solo show being performed by its author.
Someone has to be able to say "enough, already!" to rein in a creative
individual working with his own material. Since we didn't happen to see the
production when it was directed by Leon, we can't comment on how this
current incarnation differs from the work when he was at the helm. We can
say, however, that this show does not seem to suffer from some of the
self-absorption that solo shows unfettered by a strong director often
exhibit. Perhaps this is simply a credit to Beaty himself. Perhaps it is a
residual benefit from the work of Leon. Whichever, what is on the stage is
tightly controlled and highly satisfying.
While this comes as close as any show to the proverbial "one man show,"
there are contributions of note from people who don't happen to be Daniel
Beaty. Most importantly, Jason Arnold who has designed lighting for many
local shows, supports the emotions of the performance with carefully
selected color schemes on the plain back drape which backs the stage at
Arena's Kreeger Theatre, and alternating tight or wide lighting on Beaty as
the material requires.
Written and performed by Daniel Beaty. Design: Jason Arnold (lights)
Timothy M. Thompson (sound) Michal Daniel (photography) John Eric Scutchins
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April 27 - June 24, 2007
Peter and Wendy
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:40 - one intermission
A charming and visually magic puppet and live-actor presentation
Tickets $55 - $74 |
There is a term reviewers use all too often for shows like this one, shows
that seem to have one effect after the other in a long series of magical
moments. That term is "endlessly inventive." It applies here to a "t" which
is both a good thing and a bad. The New York-based avant-garde theatrical
troupe Mabou Mines created this quasi-bunraku puppet style musical telling
of J.M. Barrie's classic tale of the boy who refused to grow up, and they
filled it with visual and sonic wonders enough for any two or three shows.
"Inventive" they were. However, "endless" they also seemed to be. The show
is over-long and its pace rarely varies, leaving the impact of each of the
delightful images and sequences to pile one on the other. It is hard to
imagine that anyone could be bored by this flood of inventiveness. But its
true. Too much of a good thing is still too much.
Storyline: Peter Pan is a boy who has escaped the real world where boys have
to grow up to be men by joining the other lost boys in Neverland, but he
misses the stories his mother used to tell. He visits the Darling household
in London to listen to Mrs. Darling read stories to her children. The eldest
of the children seems to him to be a perfect candidate to take back to
Neverland to tell stories to all the lost boys and to be their mother. They
fly to Neverland where they have adventures battling Captain Hook's pirates.
The Darling children want to return to their home and the rest of the lost
boys want to join them - but Peter continues to refuse to grow up.
Mabou Mines, named for the town
in Nova Scotia where they rehearsed their first show in 1970, is a troupe
that specializes in having the entire company of creative talents
collaborate on all aspects of a production. The team developed Peter and
Wendy in 1996 for the Spoleto Festival in Charleston, South Carolina. With
East-Asian puppetry and a Celtic musical score, this production is based on
the novel J.M. Barrie wrote in 1911 following the
success of his 1904 play. His novel was viewed as a bit darker
than his play, and this version shows the effects of his increased emphasis on the loss
of innocence. Most of the more popular adaptations - for film and for
theater - concentrate on the joys of childhood and treat the theme of the problems of adulthood
as just a dash of spice in
the otherwise sweeter concoction. Mabou Mines tries to capture that darker
feel while, at
the same time, being true to the spirit of Barrie's novel.
Karen Kandel was very much a part of that
original troupe that developed the piece ten years ago when she originated
the part of the narrator. She's performing it again for the first month of
this two month run. (Marsha Stephanie Blake takes over the role on May 29.)
Kandel is the only un-masked real person on stage. The rest of the cast are
covered in white in a reverse-polarity version of the traditional
manipulators in Japanese bunraku puppetry who are dressed in black, and the
audience is expected to ignore their presence. Here, in white, their
presence is emphasized to delightful effect. The puppets themselves are
marvelous. The Peter Pan puppet has about as much stage presence as any live
actor we've seen this season, and the creation of the dog Nana out of what
seems to be just a pile of old rags is a delight. The narrator creates all
the voices (and Nana's bark) as well as narrating the story itself.
She voices many of her lines with her head or at least her mouth hidden from
view so that the audience concentrates on the puppet and not on her. Still
each syllable she utters is clearly heard throughout the hall. Ah, the magic
of the wireless microphone!
The show is a play with music, and not
just incidental music. There are 8 songs plus two "tunes" in the score. Six
musicians sit on one side of the stage while a seventh who handles
percussion and live sound effects sits on the other. Among the six musicians
is Susan McKeown who stands to sing such Celtic-sounding songs as "Memories
to Bed" "Light That Beauteous Flame" and "The Wendy House Song." All the
music was composed by Johnny Cunningham and is charming and lilting. The
Celtic feeling compliments the accent that Kandel has given to her Peter Pan
- a distinctly Scottish Gaelic brogue in honor of J. M. Barrie who was born
in Forfarshire, Scotland.
Conceived and created by Mabou Mines from
the novel by J. M. Barrie. Adapted by Liza Lorwin. Directed by Lee Breuer. Music composed by Johnny
Cunningham. Lyrics by members of the original company. Music direction by
Alan Kelly. Fight direction by B. H. Barry. Live sound effects score by Jay
Peck. Puppet design and construction by Julie Archer, Stephen Kaplin, Walter
Stark, Jane Catherine Shaw and Basil Twist. Design: Julie Archer (set and
puppets) Sally Thomas (costumes) Andrew Moore (film) Edward Cosla (sound)
Lloyd Davis, Jr. (stage manager). Cast: Lindsay Abromaitis-Smith, Deana
Acheson, Matthew Acheson, Lute Breuer, Emily DeCola, Karen Kandel or Marsha
Stephanie Blake, Jessica Scott, Jessica Chandlee Smith, Eric Wright.
Musicians: Jay Ansill, Aidan Brennan, Jerry Busher, Tola Custy, Stephanie
Geremia or Ivan Goff, Alan Kelly, Susan McKeown. |
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May 22 - June 10, 2007
Ennio
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 1:10 - no intermission
An extended mime-to-soundtrack act featuring
elaborate paper costumes
Tickets $39 |
You could be excused for thinking that the Capital Fringe Festival came
early this year. The festival is actually not going to begin until July 19,
but there is a real-live fringe-type act up and running right now. In fact,
the act taking half a stage at Arena (more about that later) got its start
at the granddaddy of all fringe festivals, the Edinburgh.
It is a clown/mime act that uses paper cutouts to create caricatures of pop icons
in a lip-synch act that goes on and on. Italian clown Ennio Marchetto does
the cavorting as well as the cutting up - cutting up paper to create clever
and colorful costumes, headdresses and props for a fast paced parade of
cartoon celebrities. Marchetto may have been born too late for true stardom,
for his act is perfect for the days of vaudeville when a dozen socko minutes
made you a star on a variety bill. At over an hour, the act exhausts its
store of inventiveness, but not necessarily its audience, before winding
down.
Storyline: Italian clown Ennio Marchetto prances
about in paper constructions combining costuming and caricature to the music
of well known pop figures from Judy Garland to Liza Minelli, Frank to Nancy
Sinatra, C3PO to ET and all Three Tenors to all three Supremes.
Marchetto was born in Venice, very near the home of the
eighteenth century playwright Carlo Goldoni, who is credited with modernizing
much of the commedia dell'arte format. Taking his cue from both the
contributions of Goldoni and the traditions of Venetian masks and costume
making for Carnival, along with a dash of Disney, Marchetto expanded his use
of paper dolls to entertain his sister into a full-fledged career of
creating paper cutout caricatures he could wear. Nearly twenty years ago he
turned this into a performance piece which earned him success at the
Edinburgh Fringe. Since then he has toured with the act throughout most of
Europe and around the United States.
The paper creations are clever and fun. Most have a
cut out space for Marchetto's face, and he mugs with abandon as he prances up and down in the rhythm of the
recordings of the targets of his barbs. The creations unfold, re-fold,
reverse, separate, pop up and tear apart in inventive ways. For the
Three Tenors, for example, a single suit and circle of hair serves as
Luciano Pavarotti but soon the suit folds out to reveal Domingo on one side
and Carreras on the other. Often, intriguing connections are drawn between
icons - Judy Garland's little Dorothy dreaming of going over the rainbow
morphs into ET longing to go home.
Paper is, of course, a two dimensional medium and
Arena is presenting this act in the four-sided Fischandler
Theatre with half of the audience area screened off so that no one in the
audience is behind the performer. The west side is now what you would call
"the center section" with half of the north and half of the south sides
flanking the stage. The view is acceptable from the north or south because
Arena is not selling the seats where the sightlines would be too extreme.
While, at $39, those seats are expensive for a fringe-type show (tickets to
most shows in the Capital Fringe Festival last year were $15) Arena has a
number of discounts available running from their traditional "fivetwentyfive
tickets" at $10 for patrons between five and twenty-five years old to
half-price tickets that go on sale an hour and a half before curtain.
Concept: Ennio Marchetto. Design and
direction: Ennio Marchetto and Sosthen Hennekam. Lighting and sound design
by Sosthen Hennekam. Cast: Ennio Marchetto.
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April 6 - May 13, 2007
The Heidi Chronicles
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
A superbly entertaining trip through the
formative years
of the modern woman
Tickets $47 - $66
Click here to buy the script |
Wendy Wasserstein’s most famous play presents a
gentle story of self-discovery that follows the growth of a high school girl
of the 1960’s into a mature woman of the 1980’s - the kind of woman who
fought so hard to "have it all" only to find that there is no such thing as
having it all. The topic is tradeoffs, but the tone is warmly comic. In
episode after episode, Heidi and her cohorts advance from a dance in the
high school gym to a rally for presidential candidate Eugene McCarthy, from
consciousness raising group sessions to baby showers and from television
discussion shows to art lectures. Victories are earned but each has a price.
For much of the play, Wasserstein avoids preachiness. There is a section of
the second act that gets a bit didactic, but the play quickly regains its
balance and wraps it all up nicely. This production benefits from a fine
performance in the title role by Ellen Karas and even finer performances by
Marty Lodge and Wynn Harmon as the men in Heidi's life.
Storyline: Viewed episodically in flashbacks,
a young woman's life progresses from a high school sock hop to the time when
her biological clock tells her she has to make a final choice between her
profession and her maternal instincts. In between come college, forming
enduring relationships with men and women, watching friends get married and
become parents, achieving professional recognition and even some celebrity.
Through it all, the things gained are always accompanied by the sense that
there are things lost or at least chances missed.
How many Pulitzer Prize-winning plays,
especially those that also won the Tony Award for best play, have been so
heavily criticized for supposed weaknesses in the script? People keep
picking The Heidi Chronicles apart for failure to consistently defend
the feminist position, for simplistic characters, for failing to write a
scene for the heroine to stand up to the men in her life, for "sit com"
comedy in supposedly tackling serious themes, for a weak ending - for
just about everything. Yet the text is so compellingly interesting and the
issues it airs are so true to their time, that almost every complaint is not
that it's bad but that it isn't as good as it seems to want to be. Well,
that's churlish. In fact, the play may well raise hopes or expectations that
it can't always meet, but it is constantly striving for something admirable,
and perhaps its very imperfections are a realistic representation of the gap
that always exists between human aspirations and what humans can actually
accomplish.
Karas' Heidi grows from idealistic and
hopeful teen to outwardly confident but internally conflicted adult while
giving voice to both the serious truths and the humorous observations with
which Wasserstein paints her portrait. She benefits from a strong cast in
the frequently stereotypical supporting roles including Harmon as the
predictably sensitive gay man friend, and the always good - and marvelous
here - Marty Lodge, who exudes a confidence and intelligence as the flippant
heterosexual who comes to believe he made a mistake settling for a lesser
love than Heidi. Watching Lodge and Karas work together is reason enough to
see this show.
Tazewell Thompson turns the evening into a parade of time slots -
pre-Beatle 60's, protest-torn 68, etc. Time and feel for each vignette is
established not only through Merrily Murray-Walsh's evocative costumes but
by a series of views of icons of the moment projected on a large cube
hanging precariously over Donald Eastman's set of carpeted flooring. The
projections were researched and assembled by Kirby Malone and Gail Scott
White of George Mason University's Multimedia Performance Studio with an eye
toward giving the audience a quick and entertaining way to recognize the
shift of time and place. It works nicely and avoids the problem of
lengthening the evening which comes close to three hours as it is.
Written by Wendy Wasserstein. Directed by Tazewell Thompson. Design:
Donald Eastman (set) Merrily Murray-Walsh (costumes) Jill Kaplan (wigs and
makeup) Kirby Malone and Gail Scott White (projections) Rob Hunter (fight
director) Robert Wierzel (lights) Fabian Obispo (sound) Scott Suchman
(photography) Amber Dickerson (stage manager). Cast: Susan Bennett, David
Covington, Wynn Harmon, Ellen Karas, Hope Lambert, Marty Lodge, Emerie
Snyder, Catherine Weidner. |
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February 23 - April 8, 2007
Frankie and Johnny in the
Clair de Lune
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:20 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for two fine performances in a
superbly written
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Includes adult sexual material and significant nudity
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A one night stand. At least half of the
couple wants to it to be something more than just a sexual event. It is an
intense and involving evening of theater for adults who can accept nudity
and intimacy in a non-pornographic, honest presentation. Terrence McNally's
play seems an almost real-time presentation of the few hours that Frankie
and Johnny spend under the moonlight streaming through the window of
Frankie's tiny flat (and, for a time, under the spell of the music of French
composer Claude Debussy titled "clair de lune" - French for "moonlight").
Much more than body parts are exposed here. In the hands of two performers
who resist any temptation to hide or cover, two lonely people's dreams,
hopes, and fears shine in that moonlight as well. Kate Buddeke and Vito
D'Ambrosio create two characters about whom the audience can care deeply and
whose strengths are easily as important as their weaknesses.
Storyline: After their first date, a waitress and a short order cook have
returned to her apartment and gone to bed together. After making love, she
is ready to have him leave so she can have her privacy back. He, on the other
hand, thinks he knows a good thing when he sees it, has fallen in love,
and has no intention of leaving.
There seem to be two ways to
approach Terrence McNally's 1987 two performer piece. The movie had a much more attractive pair (Al Pacino
and Michelle Pfeiffer) than the original Off-Broadway presentation (Kathy
Bates and Kenneth Welsh). Two years ago Vincent M. Lancisi directed the play
at Everyman with a decidedly romantic approach, while here
David Muse directs with a rougher but no less involving style. It isn't that
Muse's Buddeke and D'Ambrosio are any
less attractive people than Lancisi's Zachary Knower and Deborah Hazlett. It
is that Muse digs a bit deeper into the desperation of Johnny's fear that
this might be his last opportunity for happiness and lets Frankie's fear of
failure simmer just a bit closer to the surface, where Lancisi seemed to
highlight Johnny's hopes and Frankie's temptation. Both productions,
however, earned designation as a Potomac Stages Pick.
D'Ambrosio's Johnny is a character quick to clutch at any
opportunity to break his sad cycle of failure. He's clearly already in love
with Frankie as the play begins in the throes of their first sexual climax.
Only slowly do you discover the extent of those failures he'd like to put
behind him. Buddeke's Frankie share's the audience's slow discovery of
the complexity of what Johnny is offering and it reinforces her reluctance.
Still, she captures the internal conflict of this waitress who is just as
afraid of missing out on a chance for a future with Johnny as she is of
being hurt again. As she says, she wants a life
that would keep her birth from being as meaningless as her death.
Neil Patel's set hides the apartment from the audience with the hallway wall
rather than a show curtain, revolving to reveal the cramped feeling
Manhattan (Clinton, actually, we are informed in the dialogue) one room flat
with its pull out sleep sofa/bed and a small cooking island in the kitchen
area. A key to the efficiency of this efficiency as a set is Nancy
Schertler's lighting, which not only provides the light of the moon from the
title, it shifts mood and defines the structural elements of the play,
shining light on the character's moments of self revelation and providing
pools of light for Frankie and Johnny to share in their more intimate
moments.
Written by Terrence McNally. Directed by David Muse. Fight
direction by Robb Hunter. Design: Neil Patel (set) T. Tyler Stumpf
(costumes) Nancy Schertler (lights) Daniel Baker (sound) Scott Suchman (photography) Amy K Bennett (stage manager). Cast: Kate
Buddeke, Vito D'Ambrosio. (With Stephen Schnetzer as the voice of the radio
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January 26 - March 18, 2007
Gem of the Ocean
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:55 - one
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A Potomac Stages
Pick for bringing history alive
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Each of August Wilson's ten plays chronicling the African
American experience decade-by-decade through the twentieth century deals
with the consequences of the institution that captured Africans, transported
them across the ocean and enslaved them in "the new world." This one, the
ninth to be written but the first in the chronological order of their
setting, is the one dealing with what it was like to be African-American in
the first decade of the twentieth century. While it is set in
1904 in the hill district of Pittsburgh, it reaches back to portray the
horrors of the middle passage, the reality of slavery, the wonder of the
emancipation, the impact of Jim Crow laws and practices and the heroism of
the underground railway. This is, however, not a dry, academic history
lesson. Rather, it is a dramatic revelation within a powerful look at real
human beings - even one who may be nearly 300 years old, the matriarchal
figure for, if not the entire race, then certainly the entire cast of
characters we are to encounter in Wilson's world of the Hill District of
Pittsburgh throughout the cycle of plays.
Storyline: 1839 Wylie Avenue, Aunt Ester's house in the hill district of
Pittsburgh, has been a way station on the underground railroad, a house of
refuge and Aunt Ester has been a soul cleaner for all of her nearly 300
years. Slavery may well be officially over, but the legacy of slavery and
the subjugation of the black population lingers with all its devastating
results. In 1904 a young man fleeing the oppression in the deep south
arrives at the house seeking Aunt Ester's aid and sparks events that link
the history of an enslaved race to the new century.
You don't need to know anything about the other
nine plays in the cycle to find this one fascinating, troubling and
ennobling. It may well be filled with references to places and people who
have relevance to the future that Wilson chronicles in such wonderful works
as Pulitzer Prize winners Fences and The Piano Lesson, or the
marvelous Ma Rainey's Black Bottom or Joe Turner's Come and Gone,
but it is a free standing work. It is filled with vibrantly alive
characters ranging from nearly 300 year old Aunt Ester herself to the old
man who worked with her helping blacks flee to freedom along the underground
railroad and the young girl she hopes will replace her when she dies. A
central scene linking all that is to come with what has gone before takes
place in the hold of a slave ship named "The Gem of the Ocean" and is staged
with chilling effectiveness. It is contrasted nicely by a scene where words
do the impressing, not stage craft. It is the kitchen table discussion of
slavery and freedom between two old veterans of the fight and a young man
just coming to understand the legacy he has inherited. It is the genius of
Wilson that the views of multiple generations clash with the values of each
given equally revealing, respectful and eloquent voice.
Two actresses shine through the entire
production. Pascale Armand catches the essence of the "modern woman"
emerging at the start of the century while Lynnie Godfrey brings the ancient
matriarch herself, Aunt Ester, to effervescent life with a marvelous melding of
honest, decent dignity and affectionate humor. Her use of her hands is
fascinating as she gestures, points, sways and sweeps side to side, always
alive with motion and focusing her point. Male roles are given their
due as well. Joseph Marcell skillfully builds his portrayal of Solly Two
Kings (he was named for the biblical kings David and Solomon) from a bright
but seemingly peripheral comic character to a central feature of the story,
making you like him as a person before you discover his links to the past
and his importance for the future. LeLand Gantt gives a vibrant and
multi-dimensional portrayal of the family member seduced into serving the
power structure of a white-dominated society. Timmy Ray James manages to
make the part of the sympathetic white man seem human rather than a simple
dramatic device. Of course, he has the nice touches that Wilson wrote for
the part, but it still can be a trap in less skilled hands.
This review is based on the matinee performed
at noon on a Tuesday rather than the official press performance or other
normal evening show and a word is in order about the impact the show had on
a mostly teenage and highly diverse audience. The energy level in the lobby
both before the show and during the intermission was sky high with a
matching volume. However, the audience was as quiet and attentive as
any I've been in as these students came under the spell of August Wilson's
dramatization of the history of the descendents of the scourge of slavery.
They were positively engrossed in the experience and the cast seemed to be
sparked by the intensity in the room. The shared experience was memorable.
It is to be hoped that many of the students will find a way to catch the
Ford's Theatre / African Continuum Theatre Company production of Wilson's
1970s installment, Jitney, which is
playing at Ford's through February 25.
Written by August Wilson. Directed by
Paulette Randall. Design: Scott Bradley (set) Ilona Somogyi (costumes) Sara
Jean Landbeck (makeup) Jon Aitchison (hair and wigs) Cliff Williams III
(fight choreography) Allen Lee Hughes (lights) Timothy M. Thompson (sound)
Scott Suchman (photography) Lloyd Davis,
Jr. (stage manager). Cast: Pascale Armand, Jimonn Cole, LeLand Gantt, Lynnie
Godfrey, Timmy Ray James, Clayton Lebouef, Joseph Marcell. |
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December 15, 2006 - January 28, 2007
Noises Off
Reviewed
by
William Bryan |
Running time 2:30 – one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for a side splitting
night of humor
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Timing is everything.
This is the number one comedic rule. Without timing, even the best humor
comes across forced or stale. With timing, even asking why the chicken
crossed the road can still get a laugh. Arena Stage's production of this
classic farce has the best of both worlds, great humor and fantastic timing.
A talented cast of veteran performers work to smoothly deliver this play
within a play. More joyfully, this is also a farce within a farce. Produced
at a time when Margaret Thatcher was trying to return England to Victorian
values, it thrives upon sexual humor and innuendo while adding a dose of
slapstick that has to be seen to be believed. Creative set design and
traditional staging, combined with more sardines than a man should face in a
lifetime, all support this gem of a show. Part Keystone Cops and part
Three's Company, Arena Stage ends one year and brings in the new with a
night of laughter. What better way to start off 2007?
Storyline: Michael
Frayn's farce presents both the on-stage and off-stage picture of the night
when anything that could go wrong does go wrong for a production of a
comical play.
Director Jonathan Munby
must be given a large amount of the credit for the successful production.
Since the play revolves around the on stage and backstage antics of a sex
farce called Nothing On, Mr. Murphy ends up directing two if not three
plays. Thinking about the challenges reminds one of the infinite mirrors
where an image is reflected repeatedly down through the mirror. He directs
the director, played by James Gale, who directs the neurotic cast of
Nothing On (the farce). As convoluted as the production sounds, and as
much of a nightmare it must be to get the timing right, all that comes
across during the production is the humor and laughter of this engaging
show.
Cast credit
must also be acknowledge for the roles played, though it must appear to many
of the cast members that they have seen each of the stereotyped actors
presented in Noises Off at some other time during their careers. This
is a veteran cast, and it shows. They not only had to overcome the
challenges presented by the play itself, but also to avoid reproducing the
performances seen in the excellent movie version which featured perfect
casting and the luxury of multiple takes if something didn’t go quite right.
Helen Carey plays Dottie, an aging stage star who puts her own money into
the production, portrayed in the film by Carol Burnett. To her credit, she
makes the role her own though you never quite get the feeling of romance
between her and Gary, played by Stephen Schnetzer, which only slightly dulls
the witticisms their romance should set later in the play. It is a pleasure
to see Robert Prosky return to the stage. Known widely for his roles in
Mrs. Doubtfire, The Natural, and of course three years on Hill Street
Blues, he plays the alcoholic actor who plays the burglar dad, who
plays…wait, too many roles, but still, a very enjoyable performance.
Even the
playbill was crafted with the theme of the play within the play in mind,
being one of those that seems to be for two plays, Noises Off if read
one way, and Nothing On if read the other. The creative team
continues their excellent work with a classic set from Alexander Dodge that
lets us join the cast both on stage and backstage without interrupting the
flow of the laughter or killing the show's timing. The spirit of the
holidays is finally releasing its hold over the Potomac Region and what
better way to start off the new year of theater than with a great night of
great laughs. Not a dry eye can be found in the house at the end of the show
and tears of laughter have been a rare commodity as of late in our area.
Welcome back tears - and well done Arena Stage!
Written by Michael Frayn. Directed by Jonathan Munby. Fight direction by
Robb Hunter. Design: Alexander Dodge (set) Linda Cho (costumes) Michael
Gilliam (lights) Lindsay Jones (sound) Amber Dickerson (stage manager).
Cast: Helen Carey, Lynnda Ferguson, James Gale, Susan Lynskey, Amelia
McClain, Robert Prosky, Jay .Russell, Stephen F Schmidt, Stephen Schnetzer. |
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November 17 - December 31, 2006
She Loves Me
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:45 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for a charming musical love story
Ushers' Favorite Show Award winner for December, 2006
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The charming and much loved musical about love between two clerks in a
European perfume shop has the power to put you in the best of moods no
matter what frame your mind was in when you arrived. It lifts your spirits
with a warmth of heart, well drawn characters about whom it is easy to care,
and irresistible songs by Jerry Bock and Sheldon Harnick who gave
us Fiorello and Fiddler on the Roof.
When She Loves Me opened on Broadway in 1963 it was greeted with
reviews calling it "a bonbon of a musical." In reviving it, Arena gives
audiences a holiday treat that is nothing short of a tasty confection. With
a cast well matched to each of the central parts, especially in the key
roles of the lovers who don't know they don't hate each other until the
final moment, an orchestra that delivers lush and lovely sound one moment
and bouncy or lively the next and a colorful, stylish visual production, the
holiday show at Arena is a winner.
Storyline: The stories
of six clerks in a European perfume shop intertwine at Christmas time. One
is writing to a woman he never met and falling in love with her. Another is
writing to a man she never met and falling in love with him. (Guess how that
comes out.) A delivery boy wants to advance to sales clerk while another
clerk is having an affair with the boss’ wife.
One of the gems of the musical
theater from the 1960’s, She Loves Me is a simple love story with a
superb score for a relatively small cast. It is a delicate piece that
requires huge supplies of charm, style and grace to pull off, and Arena
proves it is capable of giving the show its due. The book by Joe Masteroff
could be (and is) used as a text book in storytelling balance, building characters who feel real and who interact intelligently. The
songs use humor and heart in almost equal portions to create a romantic
atmosphere (to quote from the song that Donnelly places at the start of the
second act). The big hit from the show was the title song which was recorded
by just about every pop singer before the Beatles changed the pop-music
business forever.
The cast is almost uniformly marvelous - not a let down in
the bunch. Brynn O'Malley makes her Potomac Region debut in the role of the
letter writing romantic, and she charms everyone in the house. The part could
be too saccharine, but she finds just the right combination of romantic
dreaming, dramatic discovery and humor to keep both of the sugar-themed
solos, "No More Candy" and "Vanilla Ice Cream," from over dosing on
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