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May 15 - June 7, 2008
Closing Time
Reviewed
May 17 by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 1:50 - one intermission
A slice of a disappearing aspect of Irish life
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Talk about being up to date! Not only does the news that
is droning along on the television set behind the bar at this Irish pub give the latest word on the
Barack Obama vs. Hillary Clinton struggle, the topic of the play itself
echoes an article from the front page of the Washington Post of less
than a month ago about the demise of Ireland's pubs in the wake of
increasing prosperity in the Emerald Isle. In this instance, it is Belfast
and the pub seems not to be the only thing hitting hard times. Owen McCafferty, whose
Mojo Mickybo was such a success for Keegan
last year, provides the text and Keegan the atmosphere, attitude and brogue
that make it seem like you are watching real life play out. With a cast of
actors that Potomac Region theatergoers have come to rely on for
performances that are a pleasure to watch, performing co-directors Eric
Lucas and Kerry Waters Lucas assemble a package that gets almost everything
right, creating a diverting evening watching interesting characters having a
somewhat less diverting day. That their lives have troubles is evident from
the start - this is, after all, an Irish pub where troubles are the thing of
endless conversations. But the details emerge slowly, as they would in real
life and half the enjoyment is putting the clues together to follow the
stories hinted at as well as the events played out.
Storyline: The pub in a small hotel in Belfast is losing money hand over
fist, and the hotel itself isn't doing very well either. The owner clings to
one last futile hope of keeping it afloat, even as he sees the end
approaching. His wife, the one and only barmaid in the bar, would dearly
like to escape the dreary place. Perhaps she could flee with the guy who
seems parked at one end of the bar. But he's in a state of denial over his
own problems. At the other end of the bar sits a somewhat less dissatisfied
customer with his own views of life in Northern Ireland. Add a local
handyman who has never recovered full use of his brain after being shot in
the head during "the troubles," and you have plenty of things to talk about
in the rich Irish voice of a gifted playwright.
As we saw last year with Mojo Mickyo, McCafferty,
with his command of the everyday language among the Irish, is a playwright
making a significant contribution to the supply of Irish slice of life plays
that keep a number of small theater companies in our region stocked with
quality material. Keegan once seemed the only company reliably dipping into
that supply. Recently the field has expanded. Solas Nua has given us Mark O'Rowe's
Howie the Rookie and Enda Walsh's
Disco Pigs. Rep Stage took on Marie Jones'
Stones in his Pockets. Quotidian did a lovely production of Conor
McPherson's
The Weir. But still, Keegan has the Irish roots going back the
farthest, and with their "new island project" series of smaller, newer
works, they keep the faith with this latest foray into the genre.
Bruce Rauscher and Ian LeValley are the first two
people seen when the lights come up on George Lucas' detailed small pub set
with just one table and about three stools at the bar. It is morning and
both are passed out from the consumption of the night before. Soon they are
joined by Eric Lucas as a sort of fixture in the establishment in the way
George Wendt's "Norm" was a fixture on television's Cheers. Each
actor is a delight to watch go through his paces. Kerri Waters Lucas adds
her own marvelous way of making a thick brogue understandable. Playing against type is Mark A. Rhea, who has always seemed to do his best work with
characters who have a surplus of macho swagger in their makeup (think Stanly
Kowalski in A
Streetcar Named Desire). Here he gives a touching and thoroughly
convincing view of the stumbling, slow and slightly addled brain-damaged
handyman.
One aspect of the production is neither up to date nor
realistic, however. A factor in the reported decline in pubs in Ireland is
believed, at least by its opponents, to be the ban on smoking in
pubs throughout Ireland. That ban took effect last year in Northern Ireland
where this play is set. Yet there's Eric Lucas puffing away as only he can
do. Lucas has a great way with a cigarette, making the act of smoking seem
as essential to his character as breathing, but there's no indication in the
production that, when the TV blares news on Obama and Clinton, smokers in a
Belfast pub face a fine of about a hundred US dollars for lighting up.
Written by Owen McCafferty. Directed by Eric Lucas
and Kerry Waters Lucas. Design: George Lucas and Eric Lucas (set) Dan Martin
(lights and sound) Kat Wiskup and Rachel Heyd (stage managers).
Cast: Ian Le Valley, Eric Lucas, Kerry Waters Lucas, Bruce Rauscher, Mark A.
Rhea and the voice of Matthew Keenan.
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April 18 - May
17, 2008
Translations
Reviewed
April 20 by
Brad Hathaway |
Running
time 2:10 - one intermission
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A
Potomac Stages Pick for a history play that is both romantic
and fascinating
Performed in the
Church Street Theatre.
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Sometimes
"you've come a long way baby" implies both a compliment on progress and a
snide remark about the past. It certainly isn't meant that way here. Keegan
Theatre has come a long way from a sterling beginning, and this production -
a revival of sorts - is dramatic proof of the fact. Keegan reaches back into
its own early days when it first produced Brian Friel's history play of the
days when the British attempt to purge Ireland of its own language and,
thus, its own sense of self worth. In 1997 it staged the play in the
basement of a church in Arlington, turning one corner of a recreation room
into a school held in a barn in rural nineteenth century County Donegal
in the north of Ireland. George Lucas's set design for that limited space
was remarkably successful. Now they have a large playing space on the Church
Street stage, and Lucas has created a larger but no less remarkably
successful set. The cast is not the same, but the impact of the production
is. The play is one to loose yourself in for an excursion to another time
and place where very real human concerns are explored. Again, it draws
a superb
production
from Keegan and director Mark A. Rhea.
Storyline:
In an Irish-speaking town in the north of Ireland in 1833, a unit of
English military arrives on a mission to map all of Ireland, and, in the
process, anglicize the Irish place names as part of the overall
effort of the English government to force assimilation on the part of the
Irish. Serving as a hired civilian translator is the son
of the
teacher in the local school where the locals gather to
learn the three R's in their native language. The conflict of cultures is
compounded by the attraction between a young lieutenant who speaks no Irish
and a local young woman who speaks no English.
The play is a mature work by Friel, who
first came to prominence with Philadelphia Here I Come in 1964, and turned
out drama after drama of the Irish experience through the 1990s with such
well known works as Molly Sweeney and Dancing at Lughnasa. In his portraits
of Irish people he creates characters that are fleshed out, imperfect but
understandable human beings who share a common cultural heritage and traits.
In Translations, Friel pulls off the intriguing accomplishment of
writing dialogue for both the English speakers and the Irish speakers in the
English that the audience understands, and yet giving each character a
distinct voice and making it clear to the audience which language is being
used in any given speech, sentence or exclamation. The dialogue between
Peter Finnegan as the young Lieutenant and Susan Marie Rhea as the girl who
is so attracted to him is an affecting piece of writing as they try to
communicate with each other in a halting, frustrated and even exasperated
exchange which, nonetheless, manages to communicate their deepening
attraction each to the other.
Friel gives each of the cast of ten
characters distinct and interesting personalities, and Keegan's cast takes
full advantage of the idiosyncrasies without overemphasizing them. Stan
Shulman, as the local who may not know English but can quote the classics in
the original Greek or Latin with ease, Kevin Adams, as the heavy drinking
headmaster, and Colin Smith, as the young teacher who can't quite connect
with the student he loves until it is too late create distinct and
distinctive believable individuals. Jon Townson, as the headmaster's son who
has returned from years on his own in Doublin, carries himself with the
assurance that broadening experience would have given him. Finnegan's
Lieutenant is notable for youthful idealism and romanticism while Susan
Marie Rhea matches his romanticism but leavens the idealism with the
accumulated effects of rural isolation and poverty. Director Mark A. Rhea
blends the cast into an ensemble which feels very much like a community.
A note on an
event at the performance reviewed: The Church Street Theatre can be an
interesting place to be in a rainstorm. With its tin roof, the sound of a
downpour reverberates through the space. Add thunder claps, and it can be
difficult for an audience to hear what is said on stage ... that
is, unless the cast adjusts their own volume and their enunciation to
compensate. About half way through the first act of the Sunday, April 20
matinee, the heavens opened and the roar was impressive. What was more
impressive was the reaction of Kevin Adams who happened to be making a
speech at the time. He raised his volume without changing his dramatic
demeanor. The rest of the cast followed his lead and, suddenly, the scene
was as comprehensible as before the din began. Director Rhea, knowing that
storms were predicted and remembering the night they had to stop the show
for a similar downpour during Keegan's production of
Side Man here, had
alerted the cast to the possibility of a problem and asked that they "be
aware and project." The adjustment was so smooth that it didn't interrupt
the flow of the play - a tribute to the professionalism of the entire
ensemble.
Written by
Brian Friel. Directed by Mark A. Rhea. Design: George Lucas (set) Kelly
Peacock (costumes) Dan Martin (lights) Tony Angelini (sound) Megan Thrift
(stage manager). Cast: Kevin Adams, Erin Buchanan, Peter Finnegan, Matthew
Keenan, Daniel Lyons, Susan Marie Rhea, Samantha Sheahan, Stan Shulman,
Colin Smith, Jon Townson. |
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March 6 - April 5, 2008
Last Days of
the Killone Players
Reviewed March 9 by
David Siegel
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Running time
1:45 minutes - one
intermission
Something to chew on for a rainy night
Performances at Theater on the Run |
To be a playwright and give an audience something new and worthy to chew on
with rich dialogue, three dimensional characters and a sense of fluidity is
not an easy goal. It is a pleasure to write that a wistful and melancholy
little new piece has found its way to Arlington’s Theater on the Run.
Written by Eric Lucas, directed by Leslie A. Kobylinski and produced for
Keegan Theatre’s New Island Project, this is a work like a slow jazz fugue
of horns and low piano notes with a sultry, throaty woman’s plaintive voice.
She describes love gone wrong, but without hysterics. She just wants to tell
you how she feels. Killon is somewhat slight. It is not trying to
make big points. It is a grown-up piece about unhappy lives beaten down by
uncontrollable change in a community, and the family secrets that finally
break into the open and tear people apart. This is a piece for a cold rainy
evening, when you can leave the theater and continue to savor the textures
of the piece. There are certainly clichés, overly maudlin language, a dearth
of physical action and a thrown in comic subplot or two to cover the main
action. But with that, this is still something notable, a talk piece well
suited to the limited space of Theater on the Run where audiences will
listen to what is being spoken as the trajectory of the piece takes hold in
the heart.
Storyline: In a dying town in the west of Ireland, an amateur theatre
group comes together for the first read of their final production. As a
developer threatens to devour everything in the town, including their
beloved theatre space, the individuals begin to remember their pasts and
soon enough the hidden from view takes over and leaves all of them torn
asunder.
Lucas has written a script
that arcs from a comic opening scene and then transforms itself to take the
audience into a world of hurt. What starts as a piece of whimsy veers off
into dark places as each of the characters speaks of sad underlying issues
in their lives and that of the community. They find themselves under assault
from outside developers. What begins as pressure to destroy and redevelop
old buildings and farms slowly unravels families. Under the direction of
Leslie Koyblinski, this is a piece that requires close attention, for it is
all small gestures, facial expressions and voice modulations. There are no
grand gestures. There are small moments throughout in which the well tuned
cast shows naturalistic, real feelings.
Kerry Rambow is a natural for her role as the
wife, mother and the only piece of femininity in this production. She plays
with an understated sense of genuine caring until she is finally broken and
leaves her husband in total despair. Bruce Rauscher’s detective is a man on
a mission to find the truth. When he finds it, he decides to hide it rather
than hurt the folk he comes to care for because his own life is one of
hidden despair and loneliness. Rauscher delivers some haunting lines in
several monologues. He is low key and generally believable. Gerald Browning,
as the husband, moves from pompous, overbearing ass, to show himself to be a
father so hurt by the actions of his son that he has no notion of how much
he is responsible for his son’s outlook on life. That outlook has the son
hateful, vengeful and, worse, cold to his parents. Kevin O’Reilly is one
cold son-of-a-bitch for a son. He is stiff, and with little emotion, he
delivers line upon line showing his hatred for everything that made him, his
family, his neighbors, and his community. Jon Reynolds is the obligatory
comic foil to keep the proceedings from falling into a multi-Kleenex
venture. John Brennan is the sad middle-aged man who failed to reach out to
the woman he loved for fear that he was not good enough for her, and does the
same one other time in his life, so that only his sheep and his satellite TV
keep him company.
This is very nice, small scale ensemble work, and the Theater on the Run
black box space is appropriately used for the piece. The set is just a table and
some chairs, with three panels behind to give a sense of the Irish
countryside. The lighting carries the audience around from soft and bright,
to well-accomplished spotlighted scenes.
Written by Eric Lucas. Directed by Leslie A.
Kobylinski. Design: Terry Lucas (set) Kevin Lane (costumes) Dan Martin
(lights) Rose M. Kobylinski (stage manager). Cast: John Brennan, Gerry
Browning, Kevin O'Reilly, Kerri Rambow, Bruce Rauscher, and Jon Reynolds. |
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February 21 - March 30, 2008
The Hostage
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:40 - two
intermissions
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A Potomac Stages Pick for a balanced
blend of good time revelry and Irish theatricality
Performances in the
Church Street Theatre.
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After World War II, as the world caught its collective breath from the edge
of the abyss, art as well as politics was undergoing reexamination and
experimentation with change. Some of the changes stuck – some did not. At
the time no one knew where music was going – Rock and Roll? Elvis?
Progressive Jazz? Beatnick Word-Talk? No one knew where politics was going
– Cold War? Superpower hegemony? Anti-Imperialism? Local Determination? The
age of uncertainty extended to theater where the rules of formal structure
seemed at once reinforced and fractured. Irish new-wave writer Brendan
Behan’s The Hostage is an example of the uncertainties of both the
arts and the politics of its time. In 1958, The Hostage was as
anti-establishment theater as it was anti-establishment politics. The Keegan
Theatre, with its fascination for all things Irish, revived the piece in
2003, preserving all of its weaknesses as well as its strengths. They return
to it now and find a somewhat better balance, drawing attention away from
the weaknesses, and, at least in the first two acts, emphasizing the
strengths
Storyline: In Dublin in 1958 a strange
collection of under-class Irish folks live under one roof in this
brothel/pub. There’s the
pub-operator; the cheap whore and her customer, a Russian sailor; the
homosexual whore and his customer, a cynical pianist, the former Irish
Republican Army officer still blowing his pipes. The IRA has captured an
English soldier and holds him hostage in this house, threatening to execute
him if the English go through with their plan to execute an IRA prisoner.
Behan’s play is performed
with two intermissions separating the three sections which aren’t exactly
three acts. Behan’s effort to avoid the strictures of structure kept him
from traditional labeling. The first section is essentially an extended
introduction to the characters and their types with a great deal of
attention to creating the atmosphere of the place. The second introduces the
hostage, a young man who only slowly understands the peril he is in. The
third carries the story, such as it is, to its conclusion. All of this takes
place at a leisurely pace with little dramatic or comedic force to move it
along during the first two and a half sections. The final confrontation
seems to descend into confusion with just who is doing what to whom and why
not clearly delineated by the staging.
The characters are all
quirky and colorful and the ensemble that Keegan has assembled features
strong performances highlighting the very oddity Behan envisioned. As it was
in 2003, the strongest among them is David Jourdan as the song-singing
leader of the pack who serves as sort of an anti-establishment master
of ceremonies with a guitar, a bottle or three of stout and a ready song.
This time out it is Joe Baker who plays the hostage, and he is appealingly
innocent with a youthful charm that seems to capture the affection of the
motley crew. His cockney accent stands in stark contrast with the Irish
brogue of the rest of the cast. It should be noted that few of the accents
are thick enough to keep the audience from understanding all of the dialogue.
Both David Jourdan's music
and Melissa-Leigh Douglass' choreography have a natural feel to them. The
dances just seem like the way these people would move to the rousing jigs
and folk-sounding songs sung in many an Irish pub, and the use of authentic,
often familiar melodies delivered with open honesty and camaraderie enhances
the good time spirit. This, in turn, enhances the contrast between the
mundane humanity of the regulars of the brothel and the bizarre
officiousness of the IRA operatives. All of this takes place on a two-story
set by George Lucas that feels perfectly at home in the distressed brick and
wood interior of the Church Street Playhouse.
Written by Brendan Behan.
Directed by Mark A. Rhea. Music adaptation and music direction by David Jordan.
Choreographed by Melissa-Leigh Douglass. Design: George Lucas (set) Carol
Baker (set dressing) Shadia Hafiz (costumes) Dan Martin (lights) Tony
Angelini (sound) Ray Gniewek (photography) Christina Coakley (stage
manager). Cast: Kevin Adams, Carolyn Agan, Joe Baker, Christina Coakley,
Sally Cusenza, Shadia Hafiz, Sheri S. Herren, Jim Howard, Michael Innocenti,
David Jourdan, Mike Kozemchak, Timothy Hayes Lynch, Rich Montgomery, Roger
Payano, Jane E. Petkofsky, Susan Marie Rhea, Jennifer Richter, Colin Smith,
Daniel Steinberg.
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November 15 - December 15, 2007
Alone It
Stands
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 1:35 - one
intermission
The US premiere of an Irish play detailing the phenomenon
of a local rugby team's
triumph
Performances at Arlington's
Theatre on the Run
Price range $15 - $20 |
Keegan counts 62 roles in John Breen's dramatization of the victory of an
Irish Rugby Team over New Zealand's.
There are just six performers on stage. Pandemonium? No. Clarity! Eric and
Kerry Waters Lucas direct the American premiere of this play in a flat-out
romp of a physical production which maintains focus throughout what seems to
amount to the two halves of a game the underdogs and their fans can't
believe they are winning. Each of the six have to portray multiple
characters - players on Munster's team, players on New Zealand's, family
members, fans, commentators - you name it. Keeping things clear is a
challenge, but it is a challenge well met.
Storyline: On October 31, 1978 the rugby club Munster, Ireland, defeated
the world-class New Zealand "All Blacks" who had remained in Ireland for one
last exhibition game after having defeated the best that the British Isles
had to offer. In two acts, six actors portray the game and the events
surrounding it for the members of the team, their families and their
community.
Playwright John Breen was one of
the people affected by the 1978 contest between his home town team and the
titans from the other side of the world. He captures many facets of the
impact of this event on the people he cares about. The play he wrote is a
highly theatrical thing. As directed by the Lucases it is a series of
special effects including slow motion, choreographed rugby scrums (those
violent struggles over possession of the ball that mark rugby as one of the
most strenuous contests of the football family) and exaggerated postures to
create nearly instantaneous impressions of different locations and
characters.
Co-director Eric Lucas also appears as "fourth actor"
which means he is a child, a fan, a coach, a player, a family member and a
spectator at different times. That is a typical list of characters for each
of the cast of six and each gets the opportunity to make a strong impression
in at least one character because the Lucases' blocking tends to draw the
audience's attention to a single character at a time except for the big
group effects such as a scrum or a break-away running play in the rugby
game. Eric Humphries and Mandy Moore have characters that are the most
distinctive - Moore, the pregnant wife of one of the players who goes into
labor during the game, and Humphries a dog who sniffs and licks in a
distinctly canine manner. All six, however, make the transitions from
character to character swiftly and clearly.
The design team doesn't help the performers much, but
that seems to be a choice by the Lucases rather than any sort of failure.
Dan Martin doesn't have different lighting effects for scenes featuring
Munster's team on the one hand and New Zealand's on the other. The lighting
is simply sufficient to illuminate the playing space and provide some sense
of change for the switch from one locale or time to another. Martin is also
the designer of the soundscape which includes a clip of the theme from
"Chariots of Fire" making a bit of a predictable point. An anachronistic
distraction is the presence on stage of four modern plastic bottles of water
which seem so twenty-first century for a play set in 1978.
Written by John Breen. Directed by Eric Lucas and
Kerry Waters Lucas. Design: Dan Martin (lights and sound) with costumes
provided by Matt Godek Rugby. Photography by Ray Gniewek. Cast: Gerald B.
Browning, Joe Baker, Brandon Cater, Eric Humphries, Eric Lucas, Mandy Moore. |
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June 1 - July 7, 2007
1776
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:45 - one intermission
The musical re-telling of our nation’s
creation
Co-presented with Runyonland Enterprises
Performances at the Church Street
Theatre.
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This show has a deeper
impact when performed in the Potomac Region, where we live each day elbow to
elbow with history. Here the arguments over the values for which this
country was founded take on special meaning. Sherman Edwards, a song writing
history teacher with little or no experience in musical theater, with the
help of the inestimable Peter Stone (Titanic, The Will Rogers Follies),
managed to make this history lesson one of the most entertaining, genuinely
funny, romantic and passionate musicals. Under Mark Rhea, the Keegan company
does a fully credible job of bringing these events to
life and Robert Leembruggen makes the role of Benjamin Franklin fresh
again. Add the
fine voices of two women and you have a lot to enjoy. Patricia Tinder
is a strong Abigail Adams stuck in Massachusetts, but ever present in the
mind of John Adams. She pairs up with her real-life
husband, Mick Tinder, who plays John Adams with a sharp sense of the
frustration that eats at the man, and their duet on "Till Then" is a
delight. Carolyn Agan, as Martha Jefferson, parries with great wit in chit chat with Adams and Franklin
and sings the lilting "He Plays the Violin" with charm. James Finley plays her husband with an
unfortunate lack of passion except
for the moment of their reunion kiss.
Storyline: In a hot and humid hall in "foul, filthy, fuming Philadelphia,"
the delegates of the 13 colonies debate everything from opening up a window
to declaring independence. Central to the cause of separation are John Adams
who is "obnoxious and disliked" but devoted to the cause, Benjamin Franklin,
"a sage, a bit gouty in the leg" who understands the importance of crafting
coalitions, and Thomas Jefferson who, at age 33, has "a remarkable felicity
of expression." The audience knows what the outcome of the debate will be,
but there is tension and drama aplenty along the way to the final vote.
The real magic of this
piece is the way Stone and Edwards manage to communicate the complexity of
the issues and avoid making simplistic cartoons out of the majority of the
characters they portray. Richard Henry Lee is treated with less respect than
most, being a comic popinjay of an egotist, and Doug Wilder is a lot of fun
as he works his way through "The Lees of Old Virginia," but the adherents to
the heritage of the British nation are shown as earnest, honest men who have sincere differences of opinion. Indeed, Stone writes a marvelously moving
moment at the end when the victorious John Adams pays tribute to the
defeated John Dickenson who, in Kevin Adams heart-felt if slightly stiff
portrayal, has fought with all the energy and passion at his command in a
cause he holds dear. Even the question of slavery, which was finally
resolved on the side of human dignity only by bloody civil war decades
later, is presented with both sides landing telling blows in the argument.
Musical theater isn't
exactly the strength of the Keegan Theatre, but they have collaborated here
with Runyondland Enterprises, the group that put together the fine
production of this show at Alexandria's old West End Dinner Theatre in 2003
which featured Tinder in the same role he plays here, and they brought along JoEllen Borton as Musical Director. With a weak accompaniment emerging from
the side of the wing-less stage, and actors cast more for their acting than
for their singing, this production is musically only acceptable, but does hit
a satisfying stride from time to time. The opposition to the
Adams/Franklin/Jefferson team gets the short end of the musical stick. David Jourdan's portrayal of slavery-defending Edward Rutledge is dramatically
effective but his singing of the emotionally charged "Molasses to Rum" falls
a bit flat and the choreographed caricature of conservatism, "Cool, Cool,
Considerate Men" is more effectively danced than sung. Still, the message
gets through.
There is a trend
of late which deserves some attention and discussion. It is the moving of
intermission with little regard for the impact on the dramatic structure of
a play. At Arena Stage both
Cabaret and
She Loves Me were
done with intermissions in places that their creators never intended. Both
were the worse for it. Now we have a 1776 with an intermission
following what had been scene six of a seven scene, one act show. It was a
lengthy one-act, to be sure. When it was revived on Broadway in 1997 it was
presented with an intermission at the end of scene five, sending the
audience out for its break right after the emotionally charged "Mamma Look
Sharp." That had been the original plan of its creators and that is the way
it was presented at Ford's Theatre in the excellent 2003 revival. The
placement of the intermission made dramatic sense. Here, it seems more a
function of the fanny fatigue factor - when the audience gets uncomfortable
enough in the tightly packed seats of the Church Street Theater they are
provided a stretch break. Better it had been where it made some dramatic
sense as well.
Written by Peter Stone. Music and Lyrics by Sherman
Edwards. Directed by Mark A. Rhea. Music direction by JoEllen Borton.
Choreographed by Elena Velasco. Design: Mick Tinder (set) Emily Riehl-Bedford
and Patricia Carlson-Tinder (costumes) Dan Martin (lights) Tony Angelini
(sound) Ray Gniewek (photography) Christina Coakley (stage manager). Cast:
AJ Ackleson, Kevin Adams, Carolyn Agan, Todd Baldwin, Chris Borton, Bob
Cohen, Joe Cronin, James Finley, Jim Howard, Dave Jourdan, John Robert Keena,
Rick Kenney, Rich Clare, Jon Lawlor, Robert Leembruggen, Randahl Lindgren,
Bruce Lugn, Tom Lynch, Daniel Lyons, Richard Montgomery, Colin Smith, KJ
Thorarinsson, Mick Tinder, Patricia Tinder, Doug Wilder.
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June 7 - July 7, 2007
The
Importance of Being Earnest
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:35 - one intermission and
a pause
Tickets $15 - $20
Performances at Arlington's
Theatre on the Run
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Like a Gilbert and Sullivan comic opera without the music of Sullivan, Oscar
Wilde's superbly crafted convoluted contrivance has pleasures at every turn.
By mounting a bare-bones production with just enough scenery to establish
locale in a small and intimate theater, Keegan's New Island Project series
of plays "stripped to their foundation" tries to shed new light on an
old favorite. They provide a very enjoyable evening. However, they hardly "shed new
light" on this much produced classic. It is not that this period piece has
suffered over the years from too many sumptuous productions obscuring its
essence. Indeed, it was first written with an eye toward opulent costuming
and lavish sets for the St. James' Theater in London where Lady
Windemere's Fan had just finished a long run.
Storyline: An English gentleman lives a staid and proper existence in the
country but adopts a second identity in the town so he can be free of some
of the conventions of society. One of his friends in town maintains an
equally fictitious friend in the country in order to avoid society's
demands. The two fictitious identities get mixed up as both men woo women
who had always wanted to marry men named Ernest. Both men are so smitten
they would go to the extent of re-baptizing themselves as true Ernests. It
is learned, however, that the country gentleman was abandoned as an infant
and, when his true identity is revealed by his former governess, it is
revealed that that he really is Ernest.
Director Dorothy Neumann varies the pacing as the evening progresses and
keeps the focus quite clear, which is important for a convoluted comedy. She
works with the three-act version of the play. It was originally a four-act
piece but is certainly best known in this semi-streamlined edition. The play is brimming
with the wit and charm of Oscar Wilde. Much of that wit requires a precision
of delivery which it gets here in only some of the performances. The
rendition of the two central characters, the two upper-class British
gentlemen, are a bit too relaxed and
easygoing to get the most out of Wilde's wildest concepts.
Christopher Dinolfo and Mike Innocenti play the two
gentlemen caught up in their own machinations. They are energetic and
spirited but rarely seem very upper-crust British. Barbara Klein, on the
other hand, is the very essence of a haughty society matron as the
insufferable Lady Bracknell. When she's on stage, you can believe this
comedy of class is targeted with precision. The girls who want to marry
Ernests are Erin Buchanan and Suzanne Edgar. Each crafts her own character
with care and they create a chemistry between them that sparkles. The
secondary roles of the governess and her own suitor are given sharp
performances by Rosemary Regan and John F. Degan, whose persona is so
reminiscent of classic comedian Victor Moore that it makes you wonder if
Moore ever played the role himself. He would have been fabulous. As it is,
the team of Regan and Degan is memorable for the way they look deep into
each other's eyes.
While the set consists principally of an archway that
is moved from one spot on stage to another to hint at different locales from
London to the country, the costumes by William Pucilowski are hardly simple
hints at the fashions of the day or the class. While the men make do with
mildly period suits, the women are decked out with colorful gowns of
sumptuous fabrics that are distinctly late nineteenth century English
society. Suzanne Edgar is resplendent in a pink confection which ties to the
script when Innocenti compares her to a pink rose in act three.
Written by Oscar Wilde. Directed by Dorothy Neumann.
Design: Eric and Kerry Lucas (set) Bill Pucilowsky (costumes) Katrina
Wiskup and Carol H. Baker (properties) Dan Martin (lights and sound) Ray
Gniewek (photography) Daniel Chavez (stage manager). Cast: Erin Buchanan,
John F. Degen, Christopher Dinolfo, Suzanne Edgar, Melissa Hmelnicky, Mike
Innocenti, Barbara Klein, Rosemary Regan. |
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April 12 - May 19, 2007
A Man for All
Seasons
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:45 - one intermission
Performed at the Church Street
Theatre
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A Potomac Stages Pick for a superbly engrossing
and moving drama
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It is hard to say which of two major performances in this absorbing
historical drama is the most satisfying - Tim Lynch as the man of
conscience, Sir Thomas Moore, or Robert Leembruggen as "Common Man" who acts
both the narrator and a host of smaller but not insignificant characters (he
goes from servant to executioner). Both Lynch and Leembruggen are wonderful
in their own way. Director Susan Marie Rhea shifts the
focus from one to the other and back again with such felicity that there is
a sense of balance to match the heft of the author's more deeply moving
moments. That author, English playwright Robert Bolt, wrote this as a paean
to individual devotion to conscience. He avoided excessive preachiness
through the use of humor and his ability to keep Sir Thomas from seeming
pride-bound. Still, in the wrong hands the play can seem a diatribe. Not
here. Here it is a moving drama with all of its lessons entirely worth
learning. Seeing it in this production is a pleasure not to be missed.
Storyline: In the reign of Henry VIII, Sir Thomas Moore rises to the
exalted rank of Lord Chancellor and advisor to the King. When Henry declares
himself the supreme head of the Church of England and breaks with the Roman
Catholic Church in order to divorce the first of his six wives in search of
an heir, Moore's conscience will not allow him to accede to the King's
demand for support. His steadfast refusal leads to his execution.
This is another of the marvelous, intellectually
satisfying dramas of the middle of the twentieth century that came out of
the flirtation with repression which is now often just regarded as the Red
Scare of McCarthyism. It was 1954, and Arthur Miller's The Crucible
had just opened on Broadway, when Bolt's play was performed on the BBC in
England where the furor over Klaus Fuchs' conviction as a Soviet spy had
only recently calmed down. Conscience in the face of authority seemed to
need championing (doesn't it always?). The success of the radio play
convinced him to convert it to a full theatrical play, which opened in London
and then was produced successfully on Broadway, winning the Tony Award for
Best Play in 1962. There followed a movie with Paul Scofield winning an
Oscar for his performance, and a made-for-television movie with Charlton
Heston taking on the role. Now, memories of Scofield and Heston can blend
with Lynch for those who see this production, for his performance will
certainly linger long in the mind.
Lynch is the focus of so many of the scenes, his must
be the performance that gets the bulk of the attention, and, thus, the bulk
of the praise. He's both superbly human and tremendously principled - no
mean feat. His explanations of his reasons for being true to his convictions
("you could as well ask me to change the color of my eyes") could sound so
stuffy from one who seems filled with the pride in high office. Instead,
there is a real humility here that makes his adherence to fundamental
beliefs completely natural and sympathetic. Leembruggen comes to the fore time and time
again to keep the play moving along and to act as the audience's guide to
what is happening. After all, the events took place almost five hundred
years ago, so audiences need some way to put some of the offices,
relationships and duties into perspective. Leembruggen also provides some of
the much-needed comic relief. Indeed, he strikes just the right comedic tone
with his very first line, the opening line of the entire play.
The supporting cast offers performances of varying
quality. Some, like Charlotte Akin as Moore's wife and Jon Townson as his
sovereign are simply marvelous. Akin's portrayal of the progress of Alice
Moore's steadily escalating sense of panic over her husband's fate is
fascinating, and Townson gives us an all-too-brief look at the young and
virile Henry VIII, so unlike the old man in search of a sixth wife we so
often see. Carlos Bustamante is very good as the corruptible Richard Rich,
as is Jake Call as the Spanish Ambassador to Henry's court. Unfortunately, Mark Rhea never seems even English
let alone a member of the English court as Thomas Cromwell. Trudi Olivetti makes a fine
contribution in the small part of the woman who gave Moore a gift that plays
in the plot, but she makes even more of a contribution as the production's dramaturg, for she created a fascinating study guide which many will want to
consult after being challenged by this challenging play. It is available
online at Keegan's website.
Written by Robert Bolt. Directed by Susan Marie Rhea.
Design: George Lucas (set) Kelly Peacock (costumes) Katrina Wiskup
(properties) Dan Martin (lights) Timothy S. Shaw (sound)
Ray Gniewek (photography) Christina Coakley (stage manager). Cast: Kevin
Adams, Charlotte Akin, Carlos Bustamante, Jake Call, Melissa-Leigh Douglass,
Jim Howard, Mike Kozemchak, Robert Leembruggen, Timothy Hayes Lynch, Trudi
Olivetti, Mark Rhea, Jon Townson. |
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January 18 - February 17, 2007
The
Tempest
Reviewed by
William Bryan |
Running
time 2:30 - one intermission
An enjoyable production of Shakespeare’s last play
Performances at the
Church Street Theatre.
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Shakespeare in Washington continues with
this production of the Bard’s last play by the Keegan Theater. Featuring a
unique set representing all of an enchanted island without scene changes,
and with a very experienced actor in the lead role, this production hits all
of the right notes but doesn’t quite soar. The overall impact is enjoyable
and it is fairly humorous at times. Any work by Shakespeare requires an
ensemble performance. Though a powerful lead remains necessary, the lead
cannot carry the show alone. Here Robert Leembruggen provides a strong
center for Shakespeare’s romantic fantasy and is well supported by the
actress playing the sprite Ariel. Too often, however, the supporting cast
shows it lacks the level of experience with the language and cadence of
Shakespeare to make the archaic tongue easy to understand. Still, the
production is a good opportunity to experience this play for the first time
or to return once more to the birth of such famous lines as “Misery
acquaints a man with strange bedfellows” and “We are such stuff as dreams
are made of…”
Storyline: Deposed Duke
Prospero, abandoned on a desert island lo these dozen years, sees his
opportunity for justice when his usurper passes by in a ship. Prospero, who
has used his time studying sorcery, conjures up a fierce storm during which
his usurper's party abandons their foundering ship and washes up on his
island. Prospero's daughter falls in love with the usurper's son. The
usurper and his entourage get involved in many schemes as Prospero's revenge
proceeds, but all are reconciled through the love of parents for children
and children for each other.
Director Timothy Shaw stages an admirable show and brings out the best in
each of his performers. The lead, Prospero, and the “airy spirit” Ariel, are
the two best in the show. Robert Leembruggen, as the deposed Duke, brings
with him a long history and many performances of Shakespearean work. He has
clearly studied his craft and his Prospero sets a high standard of
excellence not matched by all of the cast. Courtney Weber, however, is
outstanding as Ariel. Her mannerisms and movements, from a stilted walk to a
habit of closing her eyes for long periods of time, go a long way toward
suspending disbelief and letting us see the other worldly creature she
represents.
The Church Street Theater lacks wing
space and this imposes limits on the set designer and director alike. The
set by George Lucas is admirable in its single-structure solution to the
confines of the small stage, but the result that all the scenes use the same
space. Scene changes are often signaled by some creative lighting effects by
Dan Martin, bit it takes a concerted effort by the audience to accept some
of these different settings. The best feature is the ship of the ill fated
voyage that opens the saga. It collapses through some clever construction to
become the home of Prospero and his daughter for the remainder of the play.
The lush vegetation, and the subtle but ever present sound effects of a
living jungle, all blend together to make a fantasy island in a limited
space.
Since all of Shakespeare’s works are way
beyond copyright, each theater can change what they will. There are some
changes here that worked well and others that did not. Shaw chose to make
one sailor a southern drunk, and this works to hysterical effect. Not so his
casting a female as the King’s brother. While she was not disguised as a
male, neither was she dressed female, so her obvious sexual difference
caused an abrupt clash each time some reference was made to her gender. But
these are minor flaws, and as a whole the night is worth the trip downtown
for an intimate setting and some unique experiences.
Written by William
Shakespeare. Directed by Timothy S. Shaw (and sound design). Design: George
Lucas (set) Kit Sibley and Jean Schlichting (costumes) Dan Martin (lights)
Ray Gneiwek
(photography) Helen Lynn
(stage manager). Cast: Joe Baker, Jeremy Brown, Jewel Greenberg, Mike
Gregorek, Rob Leembruggen, Sarah Melinda, Eric Messner, Tim O’Kane, Guy
Palace, John Porter, Laura Quenzl, Ally Raber, Courtney Weber, Alia Williams. |
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January 5 - February 3, 2007
Mojo Mickybo
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway
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Running time 1:10 - no intermission
t A Potomac Stages Pick for
an energetic, entertaining hour
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What is, or more properly, who are Mojo Mickybo? The title of Owen
McCafferty's two-performer slice of Irish life provides no clue to the
meaning of the phrase to anyone who doesn't already know about the play. So
the piece opens with an explanation - an introduction. "Mojo" says a young
man with "Mojo" on his shirt. "Mickybo" says a young man with "Mickybo" on
his shirt. They repeat it until you finally get it - those are their
nicknames. But the title isn't "Mojo AND Mickybo" and therein lies a clue to
the energetic, engaging power of the piece. The two, who turn out to be
pre-adolescent (age ten or eleven?) boys merge into a single entity - a
pair. Just the way Paul Newman and Robert Redford blended into what might
well have been called "ButchCassidyTheSundanceKid." Two marvelously
flexible actors not only bring Mojo and Mickybo to life, they bring all the
characters interacting with the pair both in reality and in their
imagination to life as well.
Storyline: Two young boys on the streets of Belfast may be from opposite
sides of the religious troubles enveloping Ireland in the 70s, but their shared
fascination with Hollywood male bonding films, especially Butch
Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, forms the
basis for a friendship strong enough to provide escape from the dangers and
terrors of the violence that surrounds them.
McCafferty's play is a relatively new addition
to the body of Irish slice of life plays that seem to capitalize on the
colorful nature of not only the local brogue but the romantic mindset that
values ability to build stories out of small details. It shares the source
of fascination and enjoyment of Mark O'Rowe's
Howie the Rookie,
Marie Jones'
Stones in his Pockets, Conor McPherson's
The Weir and
even Enda Walsh's
Disco Pigs. It revels in its own theatricality and reveals the
impact of domestic strife through the accumulation of tiny details. Here the
world is viewed through the eyes of kids too young to understand the
historic importance of their times but old enough to feel the pains of both
normal growing up and of the adult conflicts that circumscribe their world.
The seventy minutes fly by at a carefully
established pace. It seems pell-mell but is, in fact, carefully controlled
and cleverly modulated. Director Eric Lucas keeps adjusting that pace so it
is not so fast that it is as exhausting for the audience as it must be for
the performers, and certainly not so fast that there isn't time for the
careful listening required due to the Irish brogue they sport. But it is
always fast enough to keep the tempo impressive and the energy level high.
Part of the reason the pace seems so right is that moments of movement
punctuate explosions of dialogue, giving you time to translate the Irish
street vocabulary into meaning without any apparent pause. Through it all,
the focus on the progression of the boys' tale is clear and precise. This is
directing that is worthy of study.
The performers, Dinolfo and Innocenti, mesh so well that
it is difficult to discuss their individual contributions to the piece. If
Mojo and Mickybo are "Mojo Mickybo" then Dinolfo and Innocenti are "Dinolfo
Innocenti." They rely on their own physical differences - as well as the
fact that their characters' nicknames are written on their shirts - to help
the audience keep things straight and lose themselves in the energetic
cavorting of young friends at play. What is more impressive is that their
creation of the adult characters in the kids' story is consistent with the
children's view. These are adults as seen by their children, not as they
really are. But children are incredibly perceptive so their versions of the
adults are insightful in fresh ways. The script gives them the material and
they run with it - literally!
Written by
Owen McCafferty. Directed by Eric Lucas. Designed by Kerry and Eric Lucas.
Lighting by Dan Martin. Photo by Ray Gneiwek. Cast: Christopher Dinolfo, Michael Innocenti.
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November 30 - December 23, 2006
Faith Healer
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway
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Running time: 2:25 - one intermission
An intriguing display of acting skills in a quartet
of lyrical monologues
Performances are at Theatre II in the Gunston Arts Center
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Irish playwright Brian Friel’s monologue play presents great opportunities
for three actors and these three take full advantage. Each creates a strong
character with identifiable traits that make the person human, not just a
dramatic device. In the interactions between their stories there are enough
common touches to convince you that these people's lives really did
intersect and their fortunes did combine, but just how is a bit unclear. That
may well be intentional, leaving some of the connections to your
imagination. The play may well mean different things to different members of
the audience. This is the first offering of Keegan's new
program of smaller, more intimate productions at a somewhat lower price ($15
for students and seniors, $20 general admission) under the stewardship of
Eric and Kerry Waters Lucas. The mission statement of this "New Island
Project" includes a marvelous description of the impact of this, their first
production: "a predominately gray palate provides an open setting where
actor and word are the strongest colors to tell the story." Of course, it
helps that the words are Brian Friel's.
Storyline: An Irishman who has made something
of a career traveling the back roads of Wales and Scotland holding healing
sessions, often with no more than a dozen or so participants, tells the
story of when he returned to Ireland with his wife (if wife she was) and his
manager for what turned out to be his final tour.
Monologue plays are always tricky, because, while
one monologue can be fascinating, four can be too much of a good thing. Each
monologue must have a dramatic structure of its own, building to a climax as
well as creating a character. The challenge for a playwright is to give the
entire play a dramatic structure building to its own climax. Friel is best
known for his language. His ability to capture the lyric beauty of the Irish
way of speaking has never been more evident than it is here. His language
works on three levels: There is the beauty of the sound; there is the joy of
the wordplay; there is the story itself. Friel’s other plays often feel a
bit mechanical in their plots and a monologue play could easily fall prey to this
weakness. Instead, the formal structure of four monologues (the faith healer
opens and closes the play with the wife and the manager flanking the
intermission) turns out to be a help as he places plot details within the
narratives.
Both of the Lucases deliver Friel's language with
strong Irish brogues. Kerry Waters Lucas is the most understandable as her
brogue is lyrical and musical without being thick or dense. Eric Lucas, on
the other hand, does slip into a density from time to time that forces the
listener to concentrate on interpreting the sound in the way you might have
to identify a foreign word or phrase before turning your attention to its
meaning. It is challenging to keep up with his meaning, but it is rewarding.
Mick Tinder sets himself apart from the pair by adopting a slightly cockney
tinged English accent appropriate to the manager of tours on the eastern
side of the Irish Sea. All three succeed in capturing and holding the
audience's attention.
In establishing their "gray palate," the Lucases have
designed a simple stage - planking with a single strand of lights, a curtain
and a poster announcing the faith healing session. Eric Lucas' "Frank" owns
the center - the center stage where he delivered so many of his messages of
faith, while Kerry Waters Lucas' "Grace" is off to one side - cast away from
the center of her man's life, and Mick Tinder's "Teddy" on the other, trying
to maintain his own separation from the fate of his friend/partner/stranger.
The whole is flanked by two tellingly empty chairs. Dan Martin's lighting
merges the disparate parts.
Written by Brian Friel. Directed by Mark A. Rhea.
Design: Kerry Waters Lucas and Eric Lucas (set) Dan Martin (lights) Ray
Gneiwek (photography) Mike Innocenti (stage manager). Cast: Eric Lucas,
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Agnes of God
Reviewed by
Brad Hathaway |
Running time 2:00 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages Pick for three fine
performances in an emotionally
charged intellectual drama
Performances
at the Church Street Theatre
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There are two ways to approach this fascinating debate
play pitting faith against rationality. One is to pretend its issues are
such that the truth can be divined in a mere two hours, even if the history
of the last two millennia proves the opposite. This is the easy way out. The
other is to admit that there are complications that keep escaping human
analysis - matters of faith and miracles which conflict with human
frailties. The later is the harder to construct but it is the only approach
that can be thoroughly satisfying, and it is that approach that director
Susan Marie Rhea adopts. Her production resolutely refuses to resolve the
issues at hand. Instead, it airs all sides of a fascinating argument. Notice
that there are not just two sides. Issues of religious faith and human
relationships rarely have either one or even just two answers, and the final
answers are rarely determined with any finality. Rhea and her marvelous cast
let the ambiguities float in the air as the lights come up at the end of the
production, and they trust the intellectual capacities of their audience to
grapple with multi-faceted issues without the crutch of simplicity.
Storyline: A dead infant has been discovered in a wastebasket in the convent
bedroom of a nun. A court-appointed psychiatrist tries to reach the truth in
the case by interviewing both the nun and her Mother Superior.
John Pielmeier's play does include answers to many of
the questions confronting the nun, the Mother Superior and the psychiatrist,
but placing any sort of emphasis on the clues embedded in the text does a
disservice to the confounding complications that define human relationships.
Especially those between these three characters, one wise in the ways of the
world, one wise in the ways of the church, and one naive in both worlds. Each
raises issues that neither of the others can resolve completely. This is the
key to both the theatrical magic the play can work and to the intellectual
and emotional honesty that marks Rhea's approach. In pursuing this approach
she places her confidence in the three actresses.
That trust is not misplaced. Sheri Herren carries
herself with the assurance of professional success in the secular world.
Linda High contrasts Herren's semi-haughty self assurance with a sense of
command as the Mother Superior tempered by a worldly wisdom of a woman with
years of marriage preceding her taking of vows. Ghillian Porter has an
emotional charge within her naivety that makes her claims of innocent
confusion affecting. High delivers the most complex performance of the
three. Herren has a bit of a problem with her character's addiction to
nicotine. Smoking on stage is always difficult for a non-smoker. We don't
know if Herren is a non-smoker, but she uses cigarettes on stage as props
rather than something to hang on to the way nicotine addicts do.
One secret of the success of this production is the
spare but elegant setting. Nothing distracts your attention from the
intellectual issues being presented, but nothing seems either cheap or
excessively theatrical. Using just draped flimsy curtain material to flank
a plain playing area furnished simply with a chair and an ashtray, with a
prayer station on an upstage platform, attention is focused on the three
performances and the issues presented. While a touch of music emphasizes the
locale of a convent, the sounds in the production reinforce but in no way
distract from the interplay of intellectual debate or the interrelationships
of the characters.
Written by John Pielmeier. Directed by Susan Marie
Rhea. Design: George Lucas (set) Maggie Butler (costumes) Dan Martin
(lights) Rich Montgomery and Susan Marie Rhea (sound) Ray Gneiwek
(photography) Megan Thrift (stage manager). Cast: Sheri S. Herren, Linda
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July 27 - August 19, 2006
Picasso at the Lapin
Agile |
Running time 1:40 - no intermission
A comedy of ideas by Steve Martin
Performances in Theatre II at the
Gunston Arts Center
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If you missed the production of Steve Martin's comedy of ideas earlier this
year at the Little
Theatre of Alexandria, here's your chance for a make-up. It is proof
that Martin isn't just another "wild and crazy guy" cavorting before the
cameras. He's also a clever writer who has produced television scripts,
screenplays, novellas and plays -- both original and adaptations. His
adaptation of Carl Sternheim's
The
Underpants was given a highly successful production by the
Washington Stage Guild three years ago. His most successful play, however,
is this one-act comedy built on a fictitious meeting between two of the most
famous people of the twentieth century, who, long before they were famous and
at the very start of the century, debate just what is in store for the next
100 years. The play seems a strange choice for Keegan, with its traditional
concentration on heavier works of theater, but they give it a game try and
get some - but not all - of the flippantry right while they hammer home many
of Martin's pithier observations on art, science, popular culture and human
nature.
Storyline: In the Paris of 1904, in a small
neighborhood bar called the Lapin Agile, which actually exists in Montmontre,
the local patrons include an as-yet undiscovered artist named Pablo Picasso
and an as-yet unpublished physicist named Albert Einstein. Over glasses of
wine they explain to the other patrons their views of what the new century
holds, a century they each believe will be defined by their gifts. However,
they are joined by two others who may be icons of the new century.
Martin wrote this diverting piece in 1993 and it
has had a remarkably steady series of productions in small professional and
community theaters ever since it premiered as the inaugural production of
Chicago's Steppenwolf Theatre Company. It was greeted as full of optimism,
wit and insight, dealing with sometimes weighty issues without being weighed
down by any pomposity, and without taking itself too seriously. The play
continues to offer just those delights. Scott Pafumi
directs this production with an eye toward the more intellectually
interesting issues Martin chose to deal with, but, perhaps as a result of
some casting choices, misses with some of the lighter, more "wild and crazy
guy" touches.
The casting offers two very fine fits. Most
specifically, Susan Marie Rhea, who has demonstrated a flair for light
comedy before, especially in her very first outing with Keegan, the
western-themed The Taming of the Shrew back before the launching of Potomac
Stages. She is a bright delight as the barmaid who is the bartender's
girlfriend. Also doing fine light comedy work is Eric Lucas as Einstein. We
are more used to seeing him do heavier parts but he throws off light lines
here with aplomb. That light touch comes clearest in Martin's crucial
exchange between Einstein and Picasso
over the meaning of their work. (Picasso: "... yours is letters." Einstein:
"Yours is lines." Picasso: "My lines mean something." Einstein: "So do
mine." Picasso: "Mine touches the heart." Einstein: "Mine touches the head."
Picasso: "Mine will change the future." Einstein: "Oh, and mine won't?")
That light exchange with such important concepts works
best when both Picasso and Einstein are tossing off the lines in rapid
repartee. Unfortunately, in Mark Rhea's hands, the Picasso side of the
equation gets bogged down in a touch of angst that Rhea just doesn't seem to
be able to shed from his normal stage persona. The
extremely wide playing area of George Lucas' set is a challenge
that Pafumi doesn't really solve in blocking the piece. Almost all of Lucas'
good lines are delivered across the stage, hidden from those sitting on the
right side of the house, while many of Rhea's shoot across the opposite
direction which makes them hard to catch from the left.
Written by Steve Martin. Directed by Scott D. Pafumi.
Design: George Lucas (set) Maria Vetsch (costumes) Katrina Wiskup and Sheri
Herren (properties) Dan Martin (lights and sound) Ray Gniewek (photography)
Helen Lynn (stage manager). Cast: James A. Howard, Mike Kozemchak, Katie
Loughnane, Eric Lucas, Kerry Waters Lucas, Rich Montgomery, Brian Randall,
Jackie Reed, Mark Rhea, Susan Marie Rhea, Jennifer Richter, Mick Tinder.
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April 27 - June 11, 2006
Bold Girls |
Reviewed April 29
Running time 2:00 - one intermission
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A Potomac Stages pick for a fine ensemble performance of
an absorbing drama
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When Keegan gets a piece right, they really get it right. Frequently, when
they hit dramatic pay dirt it is with a play by an Irish author. This play
isn't by an Irish author but it is Irish to the core. Playwright Rona Munro
was born in Scotland and lives and works in London, but her portrait of life
under the corrosive pressure of the violence of Ireland's "Troubles" feels
like a slice of Belfast life, and its characters ring true in Mark A. Rhea's
production featuring sterling performances from four accomplished actresses.
The brogue here is definitively Irish but never gets in the way of following
the dialogue and the physical production has the same feeling that the
actresses accent has, deep down, honest Irish in sensitivity, appearance,
sound and pace. These people have been drained by the violence of the world
around them but retain a sense of self-worth, pride and, if not hope, at
least an expectation that they will be able to survive. They are four women
you come to know, understand and care about over two absorbing hours.
Performances will be at Theatre II in Arlington's Gunston Arts Center
until May 13 and then the production will transfer to the Church Street
Theater in Washington for a May 18 - June 11 run.
Storyline: A woman and her grown daughter live next door to a young woman
with children in violence-marred West Belfast at the height of "The
Troubles" where they try to maintain some semblance of normal life despite
the fact that all of the men in their lives have either been killed or
imprisoned. Into the yard between them wonders a waif with more than a
passing connection to their pasts.
Munro's
play is smoothly plotted with details of the relationship of the four women
emerging slowly out of small details in the dialogue. The concentration is
on the creation of the characters and the establishment of their
relationships to each other - at least among the three residents of the war
torn neighborhood in West Belfast. Rhea allows tiny details in the action to
match the details in the dialogue to create a sense of reality, especially
within the one house where most of the action takes place. A glance out
a window, a weary shudder at a distant sound, a short search for a cigarette
- these are the unremarkable everyday actions of life in this place at this
time. As the more dramatic revelations emerge late in the play, the pace
accelerates and the intensity escalates but Rhea makes sure that the
escalation never gets ahead of the story.
Fine ensemble work is the hallmark of this production.
The four actresses work together smoothly to create the sense of reality and
to help each other establish characteristics that mark each character. They
listen to each other and react to each other's lines in visible but never
showy ways. Ghillian Porter covers the widest range of emotions in the
central role of the woman raising her children without her husband. She
nicely avoids excesses early in the play in order to set up the impact of
her explosion later on. Helen Pafumi and Linda High seem to communicate in
the recognition of small signs as a mother and daughter can, picking up on
each other's gestures, postures and tone of voice. Coming as the stranger to
this trio of women who know each other so well, Carolyn Agan enters the
world of the play tentatively and even furtively. She becomes a major force
rather than a furtive presence when the plot allows, covering a range of
emotions in the final revelation scene.
George Lucas' set spreads out along the wide side of
the rectangular black box of Theatre II with Porter's house on the right
and a structure on the left that becomes the club the girls escape to for one night out
as "Bold Girls" trying to ignore if not escape the reality of the danger and
violence filling their world. Between the two structures, he's placed a ramp
that is part alleyway, part hillside and part no man's land. The final
lighting effect as dawn brings a new beginning is beautifully realized.
Written by Rona Munro. Directed by Mark A. Rhea.
Design: George Lucas (set) Maria Vetsch (costumes) Dan Martin (lights)
Tony Angelini (sound) Ray Gniewek (photography) Megan Thrift (stage
manager). Cast: Carolyn Agan, Linda High, Helen Pafumi, Ghillian Porter. |
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January 19 -
February 26, 2006
Death of a Salesman |
Reviewed January 24
Running time 2:45 - one intermission
Arthur Miller’s
Pulitzer Prize winning tragedy
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Keegan returns to Church Street with a classic play of the failure of the American dream,
Arthur Miller's portrait of a salesman who believes in success “riding on a smile and a shoeshine” but whose
life collapses on all sides. Dorothy Neumann directs Brian Hemmingsen in one of the
most famous roles in the American dramatic repertoire. Any production of the
play rises or falls on the performance of its title character, the salesman Willy Loman. This one never
really falls flat in Hemmingsen's hands, but it never soars to the heights of tragedy
that are available in Miller's script. At times Hemmingsen seems
to be Hemmingsen playing Willy rather than being Willy - and that is a
burden the rest of the capable cast can't completely overcome.
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.
Hemmingsen
uses too many gestures, postures and mannerisms that draw attention to the
fact that he is acting. From his first entrance as Willy, as he sets down
his salesman's sample cases, he deflates in a move so dramatic you almost
look to see if this Willy thinks there is someone in the house watching. He
is surrounded by some fine talent. Charlotte Akin does nicely with the role
of his wife and her final, graveside scene is quite affecting. Mike
Innocenti successfully tackles 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. Mark Rhea has his moments as the older son who sees the
truth behind the lies that have made up his father's life, especially his
final confrontation scene when he calls his father's bluff and intones the
mantra "I'm a dime a dozen, Willy. A dime a dozen!" Rhea looks
strangely small next to the towering Hemmingsen, which enhances Rhea's
ability to portray the son's realization that he isn't the giant of a man
his father thinks he is.
Some of the finest performances come from outside of
the Loman family. David Jourdan delivers a nicely crafted rendition of the
next door neighbor who tries to help Willy without embarrassing him, and
Christopher Dinolfo grows from teenage neighborhood nerd to mature success as the Jourdan's
son. Susan Marie Rhea finds the balance between seductiveness and crass
manipulation as the buyer's secretary at one of Willy's out of town stops.
She is very good in her one
full scene, a crucial one which reveals both Willy's adultery and the
crisis with his son.
The play has often drawn some of the most interesting
incidental music to underscore its raw emotions. The original Broadway
production had a score by the great Alex North that is still available on a
CD for use in local productions of the play. Keegan uses original
underscoring composed by Matt Rippetoe which is both evocative and
effective. In addition the atmosphere is enhanced by playing recordings by the
Washington Saxophone Quartet of music by Bela Bartok and Aaron Copland to
create an eerily contemporary American feel before and after the
performance. (Was there a bit of Piazzolla
mixed in there as well?)
Written by Arthur Miller. Directed by Dorothy Neumann.
Incidental music performed by the Washington Saxophone Quartet. Design:
Stefan Gibson (set) Maggie Butler (costumes) Dan Martin (lights) Matt
Rippetoe (sound and music) Ray Gniewek (photography) Sean Corcoran
(stage manager). Cast: Kevin Adams, Charlotte Akin, Jake Call, Christopher
Dinolfo, Jewel Greenberg, Brian Hemmingsen, Mike Innocenti, David
Jourdan, Callie Kimball, Mike Kozemchak, Mark Rhea, Susan Marie Rhea.
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November 17 - December 17, 2005
Portrait of a
Madonna and
Suddenly Last Summer |
Reviewed November 19
Running time 2:20 - one intermission
Performances at Gunston Arts Center
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A Potomac Stages Pick for a pair of stunning
performances by a single actress
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There are two reasons to see this pair of one-act plays by Tennessee Williams:
Sheri S. Herren
and Sheri S. Herren. In one she is a haggard, completely worn out woman
overwhelmed by her world. In the other she is an imperious, self-controlled
and self-absorbed woman used to overwhelming the rest of the people in her
world. Each performance is magnetic, tightly controlled and completely
independent of the other. Williams' two short pieces have the strength of plot,
the uniqueness of character and the poetry of language for which he is so
well known. The evening is directed
by Leslie A. Kobylinski which is another good reason to see the pairing. As
is her habit, she
brings out the best in the entire company. That company includes some
actors whose best is very good indeed, including Marybeth Fritsky and Timothy
Hayes Lynch.
Storyline(s): (Portrait of a Madonna)
An aging former Southern Belle with a history of mental instability reaches
the end of her rope. Living alone in an apartment before World War II, she
is tormented by hallucinations of intrusions and rape. Her demands for
increased security serve only to bring her condition to the attention of the
outside world. (Suddenly Last Summer) In her garden in New Orleans in
1935, the mother of a young man who was killed on vacation summons her niece
who witnessed the death, and a doctor who is developing a new psychological
treatment: a lobotomy. The story the niece reveals is devastating to
the mother who wants it suppressed even if by surgery.
While some of his better known works (A
Streetcar Named Desire, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, The Glass Menagerie) may have
been produced often enough that audiences no longer hear the dialogue with
fresh ears, these two short pieces let us hear again, as if for the first
time, Williams' astonishing capacity to create imagery in the briefest of
descriptions and capture essential concepts in brief statements. So often,
writers use an example from Suddenly Last Summer of his ability to
encapsulate a mind set in a brief statement -- the twelve words "We all use each other. That's what we think of as love."
However, they often neglect the
sentence that follows it which says that not being able to use each other is
what we call "hate". Its that quick reversal, seemingly so redundant
but profound in its effect, that
changes a lecture into a thought process.
Suddenly Last Summer is not really famous because of its success as a play but because it was adapted for a
movie and the movie broke more Hollywood taboos per foot of film than
anything since the establishment of the Hayes Office, that legendary
exercise in self-censorship the industry adopted one step ahead of
governmental intervention. Portrait of a Madonna, on the other hand, isn't
famous at all. Both provide star parts for a female lead. Three years ago
when the Port City Playhouse presented these two together they had different
actresses in the two parts. Here, instead, Kobylinski entrusts both parts to
Herren. She had reason for her confidence having directed her in Harold
Pinter play Betrayal.
Herren's twin performances justify the confidence.
Marybeth Fritzky has the other strong female part (this
one in Suddenly Last Summer) and she acquits herself well although
she is just a bit restrained in her final breakdown as the niece who is
facing the possibility of a lobotomy because of the knowledge she holds in
her brain. Timothy Hayes Lynch does a
splendid job of being sympathetic toward the decrepit old woman in Portrait
of a Madonna without seeming mawkish. Kudos as well go to the design team,
especially Keith Bell whose sound design could well be used by other better
financed companies as a guide to making both off stage and on stage sounds
seem authentic.
Written by Tennessee Williams. Directed by
Leslie A. Kobylinski. Design: Grant Kevin Lane (set and costumes) Arthur
Rodger (hair and make-up) Suzanne Maloney (properties) Franklin C. Coleman
(lights) Keith Bell (sound) Ray Gniewek
(photography) Donna Reynolds (stage manager). Cast: Marybeth Fritzky,
Kathryn Fuller, Maggie Glauber, Scott Graham, Jewel Greenberg, Sheri S.
Herren, Timothy Hayes Lynch, Mike Sherman, Chuck Whalen. |
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October 27 - December 3, 2005
A Streetcar
Named Desire |
Reviewed November 3
Running time 2:45 - one intermission
Performed at the Church Street Theater
A classic of the American theater
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The story of the Andrew Keegan Theatre Company really began here at the
Church Street Theater with Eric Lucas and Mark A. Rhea co-directing a
Tennessee Williams classic some eight years ago. That play was Cat on a
Hot Tin Roof and it brought Keegan to the attention of the entire
Potomac Region. This year, Lucas and Rhea have teamed up again on Williams
with a searing if not necessarily soaring production of Streetcar
which they toured throughout Ireland this summer and have brought home to
the Church Street Theater. Again Rhea is the leading man.
This time he's an earthy and physical Stanley Kowalski acting opposite his
real-life wife, Susan Marie Rhea, who is the strength of the play as his
deeply-in-love wife and the affectionate sister to Kerry Waters' less
successful take on the classic Williams woman, frail and failing Blanche DuBois. This time out, however, Lucas also takes the stage and his
performance as the shy and halting man who will be either Blanche's
salvation or the final straw that breaks her spirit elevates the secondary
plot to its proper place in the drama.
Storyline: After having lost the family
estate and her welcome in the small Mississippi town of her birth, fragile
Blanche DuBois has no place to turn for sanctuary other than her younger
sister's home in the French Quarter in New Orleans. When she arrives she's
shocked to find her sister's home is a rundown two-room flat where she lives
with her decidedly blue collar, rough-around-the-edges husband. As she
spends a summer on the couch she's stripped of her remaining pretensions of
gentility and even sanity.
Streetcar
burst into the public consciousness in 1947. It was a time when the American
theater played a greater role in popular culture than it does today, so it
may be difficult today to imagine the reaction to this tale of lust and love at
the edges of sanity. It won the Pulitzer Prize for Drama, earned a Tony
Award for Jessica Tandy as its Blanche and a life magazine cover for its
Stanley, Marlon Brando, whose anguished scream "Stella!" became a catchword
for a generation and material for impersonators for half a century. It was
the second hit for Williams. The Glass Menagerie had preceded it and
Cat on a Hot Tin Roof and Sweet Bird of Youth were still to
come.
Kerry Waters' Blanche enters with more physical
strength than many other actresses show, but with her emotional weaknesses
already evident. Her emotional deterioration is well modulated but so many
of Williams' mellifluous lines written for this deteriorating southern belle
seem swallowed in her rather unusual cooing accent. At the same time, her
reactions to her new surroundings seem somehow less horrified, less repulsed
than simply upset over the inconvenience of it all. She is surrounded by
three very strong performances. The Rheas make the relationship between
Stanley and Stella a clear case of can't-keep-their-eyes-off-each-other
love. Susan Rhea adds a lovely sibling affection and even a sense of loyalty
toward her older sister that works well, while Mark Rhea emphasizes the
affection over the sense of possessiveness that underlies their
relationship. Lucas' Mitch grows from shy and retiring to hopeful and even
slightly daring before being crushed by reality in a splendidly balanced
performance. The supporting cast includes an unsatisfying portrayal of the
couple upstairs by Rich Montgomery and especially Jennifer Richter, and a
strange doubling by Joe Baker.
George Lucas' multi-level set, which must have been
designed to accommodate the many different size stages for the production's
Ireland tour, sits quite effectively on the Church Street stage. The
lighting and sound designs seem a bit mechanical, however, as lights dim or
shine and train sounds roll by and whistles whine abruptly on cue. The
feeling that sounds and lights are in accordance with the cues in the script
lessens any feeling that the action is taking place in the open cacophony
that was New Orleans French Quarter, with swarming sounds of jazz, commerce
and life. And, the choice of music seems way too formal, as if the jazz heard on
Bourbon Street was the same as the dance bands of Manhattan.
Written by Tennessee Williams. Directed by Eric Lucas
and Mark A. Rhea. Design: George Lucas (set) Shadia A. Hafiz (costumes) Dan
Martin (lights) Tony Angelini and Matt Rippetoe (sound) Ray Gniewek
(photography) Lisa Shogren (stage manager). Cast: Carol Hood Baker, Joe
Baker, Mike Kosemchak, Eric Lucas, Rich Montgomery, Mark A. Rhea, Susan
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June 23 - July 30, 2005
The Beauty
Queen of Leenane |
Reviewed June 30
Running time 2:05 - one intermission
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There aren't many plays out there as good a match for the
aura and feel of Keegan Theatre as those of Martin McDonagh's Leenane
Trilogy. The richness of the attachment to the land, the openness of the
language, the fatalism that permeates the attitudes, and the intensity of
love/hate relationships that the Keegan folk seem to cherish and which they
are so good at replicating on this side of the Atlantic is the essence of
these plays. Earlier this year Keegan's Artistic Director Mark A. Rhea
teamed up with Artistic Associate Eric Lucas to appear in a production of
another in the trilogy,
The Lonesome West, under the
auspices of SCENA theater. Now Rhea directs four Keegan veterans in the
first of those three plays set in the small town of Connemara. On the basis
of these two, one hopes that Keegan will add the third, A Skull in
Connemara, to their schedule soon.
Storyline: In a cottage in the small town of
Leenane in the west of Ireland, a grumpy elderly woman is tended by her
forty-year-old spinster daughter who has all but given up on finding a mate,
when one of the local men who have gone off to find work in England returns
for a visit and shows an interest in her. The spiteful relationship between
the women is exacerbated and even descends to ugly violence in the tug of
war between the daughter's hopes and the mother's fears.
Leenane is a tiny village in County Galway, about as
far west as you can get in Ireland. Now, as in the early 1960s when this
play seems to be set, there just aren't many opportunities for young men and
women, so most leave in the search for jobs. Those who remain have a fierce,
if frequently unspoken, attachment to the place mixed with a fatalism and a
lack of expectations that things will improve. Just keep on keeping on seems
to be the rule. Linda High captures much of that, and the underlying anger
and regret, with just her glances and her posture in her depiction of the mother who is either victim or victimizer - or both. It is all
there in the opening scene and it fascinates throughout the evening. Nanna
Ingvarsson, on the other hand, lets her character's essence come into focus
much more slowly, giving a hint here and a hint there which combine into a
rich portrayal that has its own fascination.
While the relationship between the two women is the
heart of the play, the impact of the local man briefly returned from London,
and that of his younger brother, are the engine that move events along. Scott
Graham, as the local man who went off to find success in London, layers the
terse local attitudes with the energy of the big city so well that it is
quite understandable how Ingvarsson's character would come under his spell,
even if it weren't for the fact that she sees him as an unexpected last
chance at a life of her own. His Act II opening monologue - a letter he
composes to her - is a stand-alone gem of a scene which would make terrific
audition material. A maturing Joe Baker, as his younger brother, turns in
some of his best work for Keegan since
Waiting for the Slow Dance. As usual,
George Lucas' finds the right look for the bleakness of the western Irish
country in his set design. His single-room set has the feel of the poor
rural life of the west of Ireland which sits comfortably in the exposed
brick and rough hewn timber ambiance of the Church Street Theatre. It is
complimented nicely by both Dan Martin's lighting and by Maggie Butler's
just-right costumes. Only Eamon Coy's sound design seems out of place, using
early 1960s top forty type tunes to cover strangely lengthy scene changes.
The songs are appropriate for the time but they break the mood of the place.
Written by Martin McDonagh. Directed by Mark A. Rhea.
Design: George Lucas (set) Dan Martin (lights) Maggie Butler (costumes)
Eamon Coy (sound) Ray Gniewek (photography) Lisa Shogren (stage manager).
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May 5 - June 11, 2005
Side Man |
Reviewed May 8
Running time 1:55 - one intermission
General admission seating at the Church Street Theatre
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for moving performances and emotional impact
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Look back through reviews of
Warren Leight's Tony Award-winning memory play and you will think it has
always been a story of a jazz musician as told by his son, the stalwart who
even at age ten could be "the man of the house" and try to rescue his mother
who couldn't quite cope with the life of a musician's wife. The wife always
seemed to exist only in her relationship to the males: man and boy. In this
stunningly compelling production, the wife comes into her own, making the
play something more than it was. It becomes a more fully formed family | |