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Saturday, October 12, 2013

LIES, LIES, LIES: A440!

Pierre Corneille's The Liar  "slapdapted" by David Ives 

Thanks to Melinda Peterson, I learned that Antaeus was a Titan, not a God, who always kept one foot on the ground.  As long as one foot was on the ground, he was immortal.  He lost immortality if he allowed himself to go airborne. Antaeus Theatre Company has both feet planted firmly on the ground and if their current productions of The Liar are any indication, they must continue to flourish. 

I had a musician friend whose vanity license plate, “A440,” referred to perfect pitch. Approaching perfection is a goal. To achieve it is rare, but one thing that I’ve seen over the years with Antaeus Theatre Company is that their choices of material and dedication to the heart of theatre continue to strive for perfection.  Their current offering, The Liar, written by David Ives is adapted from Pierre Corneille’s 1644 adaptation of  Spanish-American playwright, Juan Ruíz de Alarcón’s  La Verdad Sospechosa which was published in 1634.  Ives’ “translaptation”: a rhyming adaptation in iambic pentameter, is a gem.  He has even been so bold as to hippity hop almost four hundred years with contemporary references in clever dialogue which director Casey Stangl has instilled in her actors to romp with.  Yes.  It’s a romp. 
 
Nicholas D'Agosto as Dorante, Bo Foxworth as Alcippe
Photo by Geoffrey Wade
The beauty of this first performance (a second cast follows with Antaeus’s tradition of doing a complete double casting) is that the language, the attitude and the style all meld to perfect pitch and rhythms.  It’s not easy to keep a beat, but the beat goes on starting with the familiar preshow admonition to turn off electronic devices and such when the house lights go down and a spot comes up inhabited by Cliton (Brilliant Rob Nagle) who cannot tell a lie.  He is not a simpleton, but a pretty basic guy who starts the show with a little exposition that leads us down the garden path to lies and more lies and mistaken identities and ... what else? A happy ending.

The Liar, himself, Dorante (gaining traction with every step, Nicholas D’Agosto), arrives in the Tuilleries ready for action.  He soon enlists Cliton to be his wingman as in come hotsy totsy Clarice (dark and slightly S and M Jules Willcox) and not so hotsy in her hornrims, Lucrece (really very attractive Joanna Straap).  Playing twins, warm and cuddly Isabelle and not so cuddly Sabine (Gigi Bermingham), all add to the mixup as Dorante thinks he’s fallen for Clarice, but remembers Lucrece’s name! 

It gets better.  Alcippe (rabid Bo Foxworth) and his pal, Philiste (staid Jonathon Lamer) keep the ball in the air as we finally meet Dorante’s daddy, Geronte (flip shades Peter Van Norden), whose goal is to marry off his son.  Oh frabjous day!

Rhymes and pacing never flag, which is all thanks to Stangl’s fluid and dramatic direction. Lines fly fast and furious with never a syllable lost.  Minimal set by Keith Mitchell functions perfectly. Costumes: black on black on black (with a little lace: black) by Angela Balogh Calin are just right.  This is professional theatre in a storefront that matches or outweighs most anything I’ve ever seen.  These are theatre folks dedicated to the stage.  Of course, many of the Anteaus members work regularly in features or on TV, but the camaraderie of the company is totally dedicated to the ensemble, which, of course is pitch perfect when everyone is so enjoying the process of creating the gift of a great performance.   A440!

Pierre Corneilles’s THE LIAR 
slapdapted by David Ives
Antaeus Theatre Company
5112 Lankershim Boulevard
NoHo, CA 91601 (1 ½ blocks south of Magnolia)
Two casts: The Cherries and The Tangerines
Opens October 10, 2013
Continues Thursdays through Sundays
Closes December 1, 2013
Call theater or check the Antaeus website for specific casts, dates and times
818 506 1983
$34.00 Top

Michael Sheehan

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

On Garde! ANW

 
The Guardsman by Ferenc Molnàr, translated by Frank Marcus 
Sponsored by John K. and Barbara Lawrence
Elyse Mirto, Wendy Worthington, Freddy Douglas

Scenic designer Tom Buderwitz’s letter perfect set for The Guardsman foreshadows the fun to come currently in rep at A Noise Within.  Presenting their third season at the new ANW theater, Artistic Producing Team Geoff Elliott and Julia Rodriguez-Elliott continue the schedule with their ‘classics’ presentations to the enjoyment of, at least, the matinee audience I watched the show with. 

Michael Michetti’s direction is not particularly inspired, but the cast is having quite a good time beginning with wonderful Wendy Worthington’s (The Mother) entrance through subtle histrionics that abound in witty dialogue and enjoyed by all concerned.  The play is all about the trials and mixed up tribulations of The Actor (Freddy Douglas) and The Actress (spot on Elyse Mirto) as a plot is hatched by the former to test the loyalty of the latter.  Let the games begin. 

Why The Critic (ANW perennial Robertson Dean), who has his 1920s postures down pat, is hanging out with the couple is not exactly clear.  As an interlocutor and friend to both of our main characters, he certainly helps to move the plot along. Ah! The Theatre!  The Actor will pretend to go off to play in the hinterlands, when, if fact, he shall return as The Guardsman (he’s already prepped The Actress with flowers he’s sent as the soldier) to see if her love may be swayed away from their marriage.

The clever ploy The Actor has devised to test his new bride’s loyalty, announcing that The Actress will never recognize him in his shiny military drag seems silly to The Critic, however, without the ridiculous plot, the play would simply not be happening.  Buderwitz’s set morphs from the couple’s tony digs to The Opera (a box, actually, where Worthington is the only somewhat attentive audience member, while a dicey tryst evolves in the elegant sitting room adjacent to the box.  The Guardsman: The Actor with wig, mustache, shiny helmet and uniform, appears and The Actress coyly responds.  Is she wooed?  Or, is she also acting?  (For a minute here I could hear Jon Lovitz as The Master Thespian gesturing and saying the word! ACTING!) It’s great fun.  Douglas’s pseudo Hungarian (I think) accent is difficult to cipher out, (I understood that he may have had some health issues affecting his voice) but the audience loved it. 

Segue to Act III as the opera box quickly reverts (kudos to uncredited costumed stage hands) back to the couple’s home and the dance of whom played who and whom knew what and when, if ever…  waltzes on.  A clever transformation for The Actor to become again, The Guardsman is hilarious and worth the wait!  We may never know if the plan worked out just right, but all’s well as the scene reverts, ala La Ronde, to right back where we started from.

Pretty Sasha Pasternak as Maid, Todd Andrew Ball as A Creditor season the show just right.  Judy Durning’s Usherette missed a couple of moments for subtle humor, but that may be on Michetti. 


Gary D. Lennon’s costumes are perfect to the times.   Complete with baby grand, Buderwitz’s set is a perfect compliment to the wonderfulness of the production. 

All in all The Guardsman works just fine and is what ANW is dedicated to, bringing little known classic theatre to Pasadena.  Rumor has it, however that moving toward living playwrights may be in the wings, which would be, to me, a welcome change.  Actually creating classic theatre may also be an idea as this dedicated company settles into its new home.  
Home in Pasadena, Home where the grass is greener… 

The Guardsman by Ferenc Molnàr
A Noise Within
3352 East Foothill Boulevard
Pasadena, CA  91107
Plays in repertory through November 30, 2013 
Tickets and Information
626 356 3100 ex 1


Monday, August 26, 2013

OPEN HOUSE: OPEN CAREFULLY!


Open House at the Skylight

When Samuel Beckett’s WAITING FOR GODOT opened in 1956 it was met with  critics mostly scratching their heads and  audience members walking out of the theatre muttering to themselves.  Over time GODOT has become beloved by imaginative directors, actors and audiences alike.  It’s a tough play because of the odd repetitive lines and the fact that no one seems to know  for sure what’s happening.  It’s an actor exercise as well as an exercise in something that challenges our intellect and, of course, nothing happens, but it doesn’t happen really beautifully.

Robert Cichinni (Chuck) Eve Gordon (Martha)
Photo by Ed Krieger

 


Shem Bitterman’s long one act, OPEN HOUSE, is not really Beckettian, but in some ways may be attempting to be.  Two characters on the stage (Robert Cicchini as Chuck and Eve Gordon as Martha) bring to mind the issues that Beckett’s plays have dealt with for over fifty years.  What is really going on? Who are we really? One thing for sure is that Jeff Mclaughlin’s spare but realistic set design complimented by his imaginative lighting that almost becomes another character in the piece, make a real difference. Christopher Moscatiello’s subtle sound and original music by Roger Bellon buoy the piece, as well.

Steve Zuckerman’s direction only fails toward the end of the ninety minutes with a somewhat predictable turn of events that may have the audience a bit concerned. Otherwise, both Cicchini and Gordon are choreographed to dance a dance that calls for great discipline.  It is an Actor Exercise that is more fun for the actors than for the audience.  Patience is vital for this one, as the opening scenes with Chuck waiting, black out, and waiting and waiting in the spare living room of the home for which he is conducting an Open House goes on and on... and on.  It’s a great exercise for the actors and if the audience can tune in to the energy and frustration of waiting, then the ride may be of interest.  The actors are professional and never miss a beat.  They are in tune with the writing, which is superior. The mystery deepens and the whys and wherefores of the piece may be fodder for deeper discussion.  Black out!

OPEN HOUSE
by  Shem Bitterman
Skylight Theatre
1816 ½ N. Vermont
Los Angeles, CA 90027
Fridays and Saturdays @ 8PM Sundays at 2PM and 7PM
Tickets:  702 582 5857 or www.skylighttheatrecompany.com
$20 to $34.00
OPEN HOUSE   Extended through September 22, 2013

Friends of Skylight Theatre 
SAVE 50% this Labor Day Weekend
use discount code "escrow" at check out
Fri/Sat 8pm, Sun 7pm 
No performance Sun September 1, 2013

Saturday, August 17, 2013

GUANTANAMO CIRCUS

GUANTANAMO CIRCUS

An intrepid band of Circus performers organized by Robert (Count Smokula) Miles journeyed to the Caribbean in search of adventure.  Little did they know the impact that performing in a land seemingly stuck in the 1950s would have on each of them.  

Photo Courtesy Guantanamo Gazette


The 2013 documentary produced by Christina Linhardt and Michael Rose chronicles the lives of a handful of variety arts performers as they find their way to Cuba… well, Cuba adjacent, as Guantanamo Bay is United States soil on the edge of a land that we are still not much connected to.  The strange arrangement of detaining suspected terrorists is only the tip of the iceberg that most of us prefer to stay a bit ignorant of.  The prison, Delta Camp, is actually the main reason that Americans are deployed there. We seldom stop to think that they have families, children, lives off duty that need attention, as well as the damnable responsibility to oversee ‘suspects’ who are not arrestees, but detainees who languish in the harshest conditions in one of the most beautiful and undeveloped regions on Earth.

The opportunity to send the Vamphear Circus to entertain the troops and their families appeared to Miles via an acquaintance who was familiar with booking entertainment for Guantanamo.  After a major search, he found a group of artists who agreed to hit the road for a one week tour. (Imagine Gilligan’s theme song here.)

MC’d by Miles (Count Smokula) on accordion in bizarre clown makeup, the circus came to town featuring Balloon Man: Hillel, grinder babe/arialist: Brandy Wirtz, juggler/reluctant producer: Philip Solomon and the gorgeous opera singing clown, Christina Linhardt.  Working basically as installation artists, the troupe prepared a major outdoor venue with seating for thousands.  A special crane was commandeered for Brandy’s high flying act featuring her climbing sixty feet up long silken banners.  There were only two performances and the audience reception was extraordinary. 

Stock footage from the US Government and marginal video shot by Hillel on a cell phone combine with other images shot by the cast to create a bizarre memory of how the joy of circus intertwines with the very real situation that is ongoing at Guantanamo Bay.  Individual interviews with the participants paint a picture of these professional performers now totally out of their own comfort zones having to deal with entertaining the US Military and their families practically a stone’s throw from the most notorious prison in the world. 

Most disturbing was an account of meeting a young woman US Navy guard who was fresh from boot camp, ready to serve.  A woman monitoring Muslim men is volatile right off the bat.  Within a week, she was reported to have been the victim of a “Number Five Cocktail” consisting of every bodily refuse that one can imagine. To hear sprite-like Christina Linhardt’s checking off the list of “spit, snot, piss, poop and cum” is shocking and at once shows the contrast between the average Americans pressed into duty at Guantanamo and their lives that require education, entertainment and basic human needs.

Selected for a documentary festival later in the year, GUANTANAMO CIRCUS’s accounting of life ‘on the road’ for these gallant performers, is beautifully edited with music from Linhardt’s personal work and the dedicated spirits of each of the performers. 

Variety arts is such a special area of entertainment.  Hillel’s trapped balloon sketch comments on the political issues of the prison, while the great good humor of Solomon’s getting participants on stage to hula hoop and Miles’s being swamped by dozens of kids happy to be on stage for a sing along is wonderful.  Sadly, the requirement for the show to be G Rated, disallowed the naked body painting with Linhardt as the canvas.

Producers are hopeful for a paid public airing. Please leave a comment here if you have a connection to make that happen. It deserves to be seen. 


GUANTANAMO CIRCUS (2013)
Produced and Directed by
Christina Linhardt and Michael Rose


Friday, August 2, 2013

ROAD TO PALOOZA at the Pasadena Playhouse Limited Engagement!


Photo courtesy  Jayne Pojawa

 What do you get if you cross La Dolce Vita with Cirque de Soleil? Well it might not be ROAD TO PALOOZA: A CIRQUE VARIETY SPECTACULAR but close.  The overly long, mish mash of madness holding forth for a very short time at The Playhouse rocks the house with genuine gasps (a guy swallowing big, big swords) and belly laughs from every corner of the stage.
Creative Director Stefan Haves introduces the show that turns out to be not quite ready, but none the less seat of the pants professional and well done.  Show Cards with names of the performers would have been a big help. However, I had already met Mat Plendl, the amazing hula hoop guy, who brought the house down with his management of a dozen hoops all at one time, so Mat gets mentioned by name.  (He donated his performance in a spectacular benefit held for a friend a couple of years ago.) 

The Fellini-esque troop of clowns and comics came and went with bump into and fall down slapstick stuff mostly as interstitial buffoonery.  Stand outs were two women singers with the stage band that totally rocked, especially with Leonard Cohen’s Hallelujah. Many of the variety acts had their own recorded music.  One juggler, obviously a long time trooper, had the lady sitting behind me completely swept away with laughter.  

Photo courtesy of Kelly Teddes
The amazing eight foot clown with balloon, Randy Minkler as “Godfrey Daniels” was really wonderful.  And, I really liked  Ekaterina Pirogovskaya's flapper with the Fellini gang a lot! 

Super Tall Paul Newman with his electronic whiz bang duplicator time machine, electric ukulele, sopranino sax, flute and blues harp really saved the day keeping the crowd happy in the courtyard and then for an extended time as the curtain act as the performers got themselves together.  

Variety entertainment kept thousands of actors and others employed in the days before television and movies.  Huge theaters ran a dozen shows a day with acts of every stripe. This show is overly long and a little pushy, but if you love to laugh, I mean laugh really hard…  please head to the Playhouse this weekend or next. 

ROAD TO PALOOZA:
A CIRQUE VARIETY SPECTACULAR

Created and Directed by Stefan Haves
The Playhouse Mainstage
August 2, 2013 at 8:00 p.m.
August 3, 2013 at 8:00 p.m.
August 9, 2013 at 8:00 p.m.
August 10, 2013 at 8:00 p.m.
Tickets may be purchased online or by calling (626) 356-7529.
The Pasadena Playhouse
39 S. El Molino Ave.
Pasadena, CA 91101



Monday, July 29, 2013

PETER PAN IN FINAL DAYS: DON'T MISS IT

Risking criticism for gushing, I want to remind LA Theatre folks that this show is terrific.  This take on J.M. Barrie's familiar story is not Disney redux.  It's fresh and dark and worthy of an audience.


THE BLANK THEATRE'S PRODUCTION OF
"PETER PAN: THE BOY WHO HATED MOTHERS"
FINAL EXTENSION!
THRU AUGUST 18

Peter Pan: The Boy Who Hated Mothers by Michael Lluberes


 NOW EXTENDED THRU Sunday August 18, 2013


Thursday / Friday / Saturday at 8pm; Sunday at 2pm


ADMISSION: $30             

Available online at www.TheBlank.com

or by calling  (323) 661-9827. 

The Blank’s 2nd Stage Theatre  

6500 Santa Monica Boulevard
Hollywood 

Sunday, July 21, 2013

El Grande es ExtendedO. Mui Bueno!

Extended AGAIN and 
Yet   A G A I N!!
 through December 14, 2013!

Los Angeles and Santa Monica Adjacent folks. Or Salt Lake City?  This is a hit.  Don't miss it! 

El Grande de Coca Cola unfolds as the story of Primo Emcee and entrepreneur Senor Don Pepe Hernandez (co-author Ron House) announces that his big time cabaret show will feature famous entertainers. Events take a left turn when the celebs don’t show up and Don Pepe presses family members into service to perform the show.  Written by House with Diz White, John Neville-Andrews and director/musical director Alan Shearman over forty years ago, House is now approaching a time when House may be age appropriate for the flamboyant role.  Having run for over two years in New York in the seventies and taking over the Whiskey A Go Go after that, the show remains a romp, a ballyhoo, a sleazy, crazy wonderfulness that must be seen.  Don’t miss it, even if you have to drive a ways to get to the Ruskin.  Do NOT follow Google maps to find the venue.  But, when you do find it, the parking is free.

Preshow antics by the blonde excellence of Lila Dupree  as Consuelo Hernandez, daughter of El Primo Emcee Don Pedro, gets the ball rolling.  For anyone who has wandered into a Juarez or Tijuana night club can tell you, the entertainment might land directly in your lap. 

Enter dos mas excellente hombres, Miguel Vasquez (multi-talented David Lago) and Jim Carey clone Aaron Jackson as Juan Rodriguez.  With Lago on piano and Jackson on drums, we are off on a whirlwind Technicolor adventure.  The truly talented ensemble is completed by  raven haired versatile Nina Brissey as Maria Hernandez.  Paul Denk appears briefly as Alfredo.

In a non-stop ninety minutes we are bombarded with not only the Spanish language exuberant patter of Don Pepe, but Los Gigolos from Italy and Hans, the German hip hop rap star complete with sexy bitches.  This tireless cast of five performs every act to the hilt with quick changes and accents and seldom is heard a true English word and yet it’s all clear as a bell.  The action never stops and it really doesn’t matter when some of the dialogue gets lost in major laughter through out.


Great theatre, to me, is about the melding of the audience with the play.  When the audience so loses itself that applause and appreciation become a part of the action, it becomes one big love fest.     El Grande de Coca Cola o’er steps the boundaries of nature (Guillame Shakespeare says something about that when Hamlet advises The Players, right?) and the excess results in mas y mas hilarity.  Mucho mas entertainmento.

What a pleasure.  Only attend if prepared to have a really good time.

El Grande de Coca Cola by
Ron House, Diz White, Alan Shearman and John Neville-Andrews
Directed by Alan Shearman
Ruskin Group Theatre
3000 Airport Road
Santa Monica, CA 90405
July 19 through September 28, 2013
Fridays and Saturdays at 8PM
Sundays at 2PM
Tickets $25 ($20 for Students, Seniors and Guild members)
310 327 3244 /  www.ruskingrouptheatre.com

LAST DAYS OF JUDAS ESCARIOT


First produced at The Public Theater under the guidance of Philip Seymour Hoffman, The Last Days of Judas Escariot has heavy roots.    Stephen Adly Guirgis’s play is a mash up of Jesus Christ Superstar (sans musical numbers)
with The Devil and Daniel Webster.  A rag tag cast of sixteen in thrift store wardrobe assembles to create an imagined trial of notorious Judas Escariot (Robert Walters), the turncoat apostle who has been given a second chance.  Defense attorney, Fabiana Aziza Cunningham (passionate blonde Sarah Ruth Ryan) calls witnesses on Judas’s behalf while Robert Paterno as the prosecutor rants, sometimes unintelligibly, in questioning witnesses.  Director Josh T. Ryan may have had a handle on his actors in rehearsal, but it’s a mixed bag in performance.

The familiar story (to Christians, anyway) of Judas selling out the messiah for thirty pieces of silver is standard Sunday School text.  However, the story of Judas going back to Caiaphas, the leader of the Jews, in league with the Romans, to recant his betrayal and return the bounty was less familiar to me. Guirgis brings to light the notion that if Judas was truly sorry for his betrayal (he did hang himself, after all), that his condemnation to the depths of the Inferno may be undeserved.   In the first scene, impassioned Dee Smith as Mrs. Escariot (Judas had a mom!) presents the story of burying her son, bringing the miscreant more into human terms.

Overamped John Falchi as Judge Frank Littlefield shouts a lot over the proceedings. In life, evidently, Littlefield was a forty year old Confederate general who hanged himself at the end of the Civil War.  Just a sore loser.

Overlong and in some cases over acted or under acted, the history explored is extensive.  The religious and philosophical questions that are part and parcel of what really happened are examined at length, culminating in the ultimate scene with Jesus (charismatic Cooper Daniels) who has mostly been lurking around the stage in a Trayvon Martin hoodie,  being rejected by Judas even as Jesus offers his love.

Annie Terrazzo’s spectacular backdrop of collage panels seem to have little to do with the story, but add a certain contemporary feeling to the proceedings that are filled with present day language that is sometimes difficult to take.

The Last Days of Judas Escariot  
by Stephen Adly Guirgis

Hudson BackStage
Hudson and Santa Monica Boulevard
Hollywood Theatre District
July 19 to August 24, 2013
Tickets and information
323 960 7738  /  www.plays411.com/judas
$30 / $20 Students and Seniors

Sunday, July 14, 2013

DO YOU BELIEVE IN FAIRIES? PETER PAN EXTENDED

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PETER PAN: THE BOY WHO HATED MOTHERS EXTENDED AGAIN

Communication with the PR person for Daniel Henning's Blank Theatre Company Second Stage Theatre broke down and though I had not confirmed that I’d be reviewing Peter Pan on Friday, seats were set aside for me.  I failed to come to see the show.  This is a tiny theatre and every seat filled helps them to continue to do exciting work. 

As I said previously (twice), this is a theatre piece not to be missed.  It’s the sort of play that one absorbs in both a physical and an emotional way.  There’s a new cast, I understand.  I don’t have their names, but as the casting for the first incarnation of the show was exquisite, I am sure that the new cast is as filled with energy and the magic  as the first one was.

The Second Stage is located on Theatre Row, which means that parking may be an  issue and local denizens might be ‘interesting’ to say the least, but once inside, the earthy atmosphere of the space draws one directly into the piece. 

The story is familiar to us all, thanks to many versions. J.M. Barrie’s book is, of course, a classic, as is Mary Martin’s familiar 1954 Broadway musical that blossomed into continuing revivals with Sandy Duncan and Cathy Rigby. 

I need to make a personal reference here.  A dear friend, Linda Dangcil, played Tiger Lily in the ’54 version on Broadway and has gone to the big curtain call in the sky.   
She was great talent and a dear friend.

But!!  The title of this show, though off putting, seems a bit harsh and at bottom not really true. The big switcheroo is that Mr. Darling is out of the picture all together, leaving Mrs. Darling as the head of household and as is traditional in the aforementioned live action versions and the book.  SHE becomes the notorious Captain Hook.  With doubling and tripling, the cast of seven actors sweeps the audience into the mix viscerally, artistically and emotionally.  I hope you believe in fairies!

Peter Pan continues at The Blank Theatre's The Second Stage.  Support innovative theatre and get a party together to engage this show. 

Michael Sheehan

Peter Pan: The Boy Who Hated Mothers by Michael Lluberes


 NOW EXTENDED THRU Sunday July 28, 2013


Thursday / Friday / Saturday at 8pm; Sunday at 2pm


ADMISSION: $30             

Available online at www.TheBlank.com

or by calling  (323) 661-9827. 

The Blank’s 2nd Stage Theatre  

6500 Santa Monica Boulevard


(at Wilcox), in Hollywood  
Arrive early for parking.  
The little Cafe at the Hudson is expensive, but really nice.