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King John: Best Shakespeare Play You’ve Never Seen at Marin Shakespeare Company

By Flora Lynn Isaacson


Erik MacRay as the Bastard in King John at Marin Shakespeare Company.

King John was largely popular on the Elizabethan stage, but it is rarely produced today.  In the Victorian era, King John was one of Shakespeare’s most frequently staged plays, in part because its spectacle and pageantry were congenial to the Victorian audiences.  It has been staged four times on Broadway, the last time in 1915.  It was also been staged from 1953-2010 at the Stratford Shakespeare Festival.  

Bravely directed by Leslie Schisgall Currier, this rousing story of the battle for the English throne is an action-packed history play full of humor, drama and pathos. When King John (Scott Coopwood) is asked to renounce his throne in favor of his nephew Arthur (Samuel Berston).  According to the director, “King John shows us Englishmen who, for all their faults, are less deceitful, haughty, manipulative, coarse and unethical than the play’s arrogant French, brutish Austrians and hypercritical Italians.”

The action of the play takes place in England and France in courts and on battlefields.  The battle scenes are outstanding taking place among and above the audience seating as well as on stage.

There are many outstanding performances in this production.  Scott Coopwood, in the title role, stands up to his enemies and brings out both the strength and weakness of his character.  Erik MacRay as Philip Faulconbridge, known as the Bastard because he is the illegitimate son of King Richard the Lionheart, has all the natural Plantagenet intelligence and charisma, and stands like a chorus, outside of the action, where he can comment on the foibles and political decisions with insightful wit and to illuminate all the turmoil going on around him.  Liz Sklar as Queen Constance, the mother of young Prince Arthur, makes the laments of Constance her own.  In contrast to his performance as Julius Caesar, Ashland veteran Barry Kraft, gives a performance full of affectation as Philip, King of France.  With a cast of 30 actors, Director Leslie Schisgall Currier, handles her cast with skill and brings to life many surprises along the way.

Abra Berman’s costumes are colorful and accurate period.  Dialect Coach Lynne Soffer is to be commended for the clarity of speech each actor utters in several dialects.  Be sure to see King John which opened Friday, July 13 at the Marin Shakespeare Company’s Forest Meadow’s new and vastly improved outdoor setting.

King John plays through August 12, 2012.  Performances are at 8 p.m. Friday and Saturday and 4 p.m. on Sunday.  The place is Forest Meadow’s Amphitheater, 490 Belle Avenue, Dominican University of California, San Rafael.

For tickets call the box office at 415-499-4488 or go online at www.marinshakespeare.org.

Coming up next at Marin Shakespeare will be A Midsummer Night’s Dream directed by Robert Currier, opening July 28 through September 30, 2012.

Flora Lynn Isaacson

A Taste of Tuna in Greater Tuna at RVP

By Flora Lynn Isaacson


Wood Lockhart as Didi Snavely in Greater Tuna at RVP

Come visit the fictional small town of Tuna Texas during the Ross Valley Players final production of Greater Tuna by Jaston Williams, Joe Sears and Ed Howard.  The show focuses on small town, southern life.  It depicts the folks at the radio station OKKK and the Greater Tuna Humane Society as well as many other characters in this small town.  

Director Linda Dunn is a native of a small town in Texas just like this one and has coached her cast to provide us with authentic Texas accents.  

Greater Tuna opened in New York City, October 21, 1982 at Circle in the Square Downtown.  In the original production, all of the citizens of Tuna, Texas were played by two actors.  Linda Dunn has stretched her cast to seven with the challenge of playing multiple roles.  This day in Tuna, the third smallest town in Texas, begins as usual with Thurston Wheelis (Jim Dunn) and Arles Struvie (Wood Lockhart) at the microphones at Radio OKKK broadcasting at a big 275 watts.  Topping the headlines is the winning entry in the American Heritage Essay Contest entitled “Human Rights, Why Bother?”  Then, Arles exits and comes back as Didi Snavely (Wood Lockhart in drag), of Didi’s Used Guns; she leaves and gives way to Weatherman Harold Lattimer (Javier Alarcon). And the comedy continues from Petey Fisk of the Humane Society (Tom Hudgens) talking about the duck problem and Yippy the Pet of the Week to Phineas Blye (Javiar Alacorn), perpetual losing candidate for City Council announcing he’s running again and revealing his plan to tax prisoners.  Of course a day is not complete without a visit to Dog Poisoner Aunt Pearl Burras (Steve Price) and her niece Bertha also played by Steve Price who is the town censor trying to make Tuna a better place by banning Romeo and Juliet and Huckleberry Finn as dangerous works of literature.   Her two children, Jody and Stanley are portrayed by a youthful Robyn Grahn.  Jeffrey Taylor effectively portrays Commentator Leonard Childer’s, Sheriff Givens and Chad Hartford.  

The 20 inhabitants of Tuna parade across the stage in all their outrageous costumes designed by Michael A. Berg on Ron Krempetz’s truly Texas set and comment on life, politics and what makes them tick.  

Greater Tuna is Ross Valley Player’s final production of their 82nd season.  Come and enjoy this fun loving show!

Greater Tuna runs from July 12-August 12, 2012.  Thursday performances are at 7:30 p.m., Friday-Saturday at 8 p.m. with Sunday matinees at 2 p.m. Performances take place at Ross Valley Player’s Barn Theatre, Marin Art and Garden Center, 30 Sir Francis Drake Blvd., Ross, CA.  

For reservations, call 415-456-9555, extension 1 or go online at www.rossvalleyplayers.com.

Coming up next at RVP will be Lend Me A Tenor by Ken Ludwig, directed by Kris Neely from September 13-October 14, 2012.

Flora Lynn Isaacson

 

Event 1 July 2012

By Joe Cillo

Event 1 July 2012

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July 2012

Marat Sade

By Joe Cillo
The Thrillpeddlers are currently performing “The Persecution and Assassination of Jean-Paul Marat as Performed by the Inmates of the Asylum of Charenton, Under the Direction of the Marquis de Sade.” If you cannot remember that prolix title then the succinct, MARAT SADE, will suffice and get you tickets for the correct show at the Brava Theatre in San Francisco’s Mission District. If you cannot remember Marat Sade and his role in the French Revolution then perhaps you might remember Marat Sade via the painter Jacques-Louis David who immortalized Marat in his painting “The Death of Marat;” the painted resides in the Musées Royaux des Beaux-Arts in Brussels. Before launching into the play, a historical excursus may be helpful, given that the adversarial relationship between Marat Sade and the Marquis de Sade as depicted in the play is not without historical basis. In the days prior to his assassination, Marat had fallen out with the Marquis de Sade and was arranging for his arrest. We might call the assassination a preemptive strike given that the Marquis de Sade was becoming appalled with the excesses of the Reign of Terror which Marat fanned with his uncompromising incendiary revolutionary rhetoric. Given the excesses of the French Revolution, it seems incongruous that the infamous Marquis de Sade should be removed from office and imprisoned for his “moderatism.” Marat’s assassin—about which this play orbits—was the crafty Charlotte Corday. Corday gained access to Marat via a ruse, an urgent letter of petition—one of the first of many murders conducted by letter carriers. Prior to ripping through Marat’s sternum with a kitchen knife, Corday engaged him a political discourse for nearly a quarter of an hour; her salient points were obviously lost on Marat. The nefarious Corday hid her knife in her corset which fashion historians argue was probably a size too large in order to comfortably accommodate both her anatomy and her weapon. As George Santayana said, “Those who ignore history are doomed to repeat it.” Marat, ignoring the lessons of the ORESTIA, like Agamemnon, feels the sting of the assassin’s blade while trustingly and vulnerably soaking in a bath. It calls to question if sponge baths or a speed baths in public restrooms would not be better suited to political extremists. Miss Charlotte defended the assassination saying “I killed one man to save 100,000.” As the whirly-gig of time would have it, for her well-meaning treachery, Charlotte Corday ultimately ends up on the receiving end of an ever bigger blade; the angled blade “humanely” advocated by Doctor Joseph-Ignace Guillotin. Peter Weiss, author of the play on which this adaption by Adrian Mitchell is based, questions whether revolution can truly achieve lasting change or significantly improve the human condition. We may vote out, toss out or execute the current cadre of bureaucrats, bankers, brokers and tax collectors, but necessity and culture will replace them with possibly an even more rapacious brood—remember: after the French Revolution came Napoleon. Be warned: when the English version of this play opened at the Royal Shakespearian Theatre, a minimum of 30 repulsed and disgusted people slipped away each night under the anonymity of intermission. Critics charged that the “nudity and bodily effluvia were shocking and the text itself was overwhelmed by the raw outpourings of primal emotion.” Now that’s a pretty strong endorsement. Be warned a second time: the show does contain nudity so depending on your degree of prurience or priggishness and where you are seated, opera glasses or a lorgnette may be appropriate. The philosophical debate between the Marquis de Sade, who “fails to delve into his words fully,” and Marat seems to take a back seat to the chaotic violence it precipitates. De Sade is the engine in the play; he cynically conducts philosophical dialogues with Marat; badgering him, all the while observing the proceedings with sardonic satisfaction. De Sade remains detached when the inmates speak of rights and justice; he shows little regard for practical politics; de Sade stands by as an observer and an advocate for his own nihilistic, epicurean and individualist beliefs. Topically, the show is highly relevant given that it is an election year and perhaps a critical turning point for the middle class of the hitherto pampered world. As in the case of a revolution, the audience might ask itself, “Will a different political party be able to affect change?” or “Does the economy even have a political solution?” Perhaps it is time that the middle class reinvents itself: steps away from its consumer identity and redefines itself in terms of its cultural, intellectual, humanitarian and creative aspirations. MARAT SADE is a graphic diatribe against inadequate leaders who manipulate their people into complacency. While a revolution is taking place within the central cage of the set—leaving the floor strewn with clothes and bodies—the spectators i.e. the bourgeoisie as symbolized by the hospital director, Coulmier, his wife and daughter, sit in silence, uncertain as to how to react. Despite the best efforts of Coulmier, the patients make a habit of speaking lines Coulmier attempts to suppress; the patients deviate entirely into personal opinions. The play is both highly original and shockingly potent philosophically; it is a psychological journey into one of the most complex and brutal periods of recorded history. Multi-layered ideas come at the audience like insects splattering on a windshield; the words and images can be overwhelming; this is not casual entertainment; this is an exploration of history and the deepest questions of good and evil and free will. Dazzling and provocative costuming by the Bay Area’s award winning Beaver Bauer take this show from spectacle to spectacular; as Oscar Wilde once said, “Anything worth doing is worth doing to excess,” and Beaver has clearly approached that ideal. Jeff Garrett is smashing as the Marquis de Sade; when it is time to be whipped by the “cat of nine tails” Garrett is no shirker; the cracking of leather on his flesh would send a freak on holiday. Aaron Malberg as Jean-Paul Marat is masterful, he proves that understatement is the best depiction of profundity; caught in the web of his own political conceits, MR Malberg’s Marat is visibly tangled in a philosophical loop that does not provide exit strategies. Bonni Suval, as the nefarious Charlotte Corday, portrays a heightened psychopathic urgency and intensity; her every expression and movement seem to beg the question, “Can I kill him now?” Director Russell Blackwood does a marvelous job conducting this chaotic, riotous three ring circus orgy that seems to oscillate between a cast party and a mental hospital. Rarely does the carnal spirit of the French Revolution get captured by the Klieg Lights. MARAT SADE at the Brava is not the faint hearted; this is gritty; shocking; offensive; this is well worth the time and money. For more info, surf on over to thrillpeddlars.com

“CAVALIA” the equestrian cirque nouvelle arrives in the South Bay for the first time!

By Charles Jarrett

image above: (Mathieu Bianchi – horseman)image far right: (Keith Dupont – horseman)

All photos by Charles F. Jarrett, Rossmoor News(Fairland Ferguson – horsewoman)

Two years ago I had the good fortune to attend the San Francisco premier of “CAVALIA” in the big white tent across the street from AT& T Park, and this was the second time I had witnessed this extravaganza of flying hoofs and sweaty equestrian costumes in the past 8 years. Now, the City of San Jose and the citizens of the South Bay get to play host to this equestrian show of all equestrian shows as it opens this evening just a few blocks from San Jose’s Norman Mineta Field Airport. I will be taking my grandchildren this evening to see this spectacular show.
If you have not seen “CAVALIA” the equestrian cirque nouvelle, a thrilling multimedia theatrical experience that is the equivalent of an ethological equestrian union between man, woman and horse, then listen up – – because that opportunity is now back on our southern doorstep!
Created by Norman Latourelle, one of the founders of Canada’s famed Cirque du Soleil, this show does for the equestrian lover what the original Cirque du Soleil has done for the circus. It re-invented the old style circus horse show, that had horses parading in a small ring, generally alongside two other rings under a typical circus tent, and elevated it to a new plane.
The previous shows were built around the talents of Frenchman Frederic Pignon and his wife Magali Delgado, and their predominantly large horses (Lusitanos, Belgians, and Warm Bloods) including the gorgeous and brilliantly trained, Templado, but they retired from Cavalia and returned to France in 2009. Sylvia Zerbini stepped into the arena in the 2010 show and delivered a stunning “Grande Libertè” parade featuring her own eight unbridled Arabian horses in a liberty act of breathtaking freedom combined with precision and stunningly orchestrated beauty.
This year’s show is equally beautiful, with new practitioners of the art of acrobatic and bareback riding; demonstrations of rapid fire tumbling and majestic aerial acrobatics, melding man, woman and horses in incredible feats of trick riding. Roman riders stand on horseback and defy gravity as they race across the 160 foot sand covered stage and hurtle jumps of constantly changing heights, all in a colossal coliseum setting.
Yes, there are still plenty of Lusitanos, Percherons, Belgians, plus Paints, Appaloosas, a Comtois, and Ardennes, Quarter horses and even a miniature horse, in addition to over 30 human performers (including aerialists, tumblers, acrobats, musicians, a vocalist, and dancers).
The most spectacular feat in “Cavalia” is its marriage and integration of all these elements into a highly choreographed production, melded with incredibly sophisticated digital multimedia backdrops projected onto a 200 foot high screen, live music and a living kaleidoscope of lighting effects. The light and visuals can take you back in time to ancient Rome, to a mystical and exquisite south eastern Asian landscape, and even whisk you through the seasons of the year, as though you were traversing the world in a timeless magical musical orb.
One of the most exciting and romantic vignettes to me is an exquisite and breathtakingly romantic magical winter scene, where a beautiful woman descends from the heavens to meld with a man and his horse amid the starlight sky and falling snow! This is definitely a don’t miss show!
All of this equestrian nirvana is contained within the largest touring white big top in the world. The tent alone is 110 feet tall and covers over 26,000 square feet, large enough to accommodate a stage as wide as a football field width (160 feet), and all the seating and mechanicals that make it work. When you walk into the tent and see the staging and its awesome size, it almost leaves you frozen in your place before the show even begins. It is truly amazing!
This shown has been seen by more than 3.5 million people worldwide. Cavalia is a living tribute to the beauty and highly personal relationship that humans and horses have shared together for centuries. Cavalia has traveled throughout Europe, including multiple cities in Mexico, Spain, Portugal, Belgium, the Netherlands, Germany and North America. If you would like to check the latest developments with Cavalia, you can check outhttp://www.tw%20%20%20%20%20itter.com/cavalia or www.facedbook.com/cavalia . For information on regular tickets, plus special package deals, visit http://www.cavalia.net.tickets/ range in price on weekdays between $44.50 and $139.50. The toll free phone number for ordering tickets is 1 (866) 999-8111. Check out the incredible “Horse Lovers Package” on line that offers special food, drinks and even allows you to take the children behind the scenes to actually meet the horses in person after the show. “CAVALIA” has just extended the run through August 12th. Performance times are at 8 p.m. on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays and Fridays, with two performances on Saturdays at 3 p.m. and 8 p.m. and Sunday performances at 3 p.m. through July 29th, when the schedule for Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays changes from 8 p.m. openings to 7:30 p.m. openings. Performance dates & times can be confirmed on the http://www.cavalia.net/ website in the schedule section.
“CAVALIA” has raised its magnificent and majestic white tents on the highway 101 Tech Campus Site, at 301 Atmel Way, located between the Bayshore Freeway (Hwy 101), Charcot Ave., North 1st street and West Trimble Road. It took me approximately 45 minutes to drive to the tent site from Walnut Creek, Alamo area. I take highway 680 South to Montegue Expressway, then wend your way West to Tremble Road, then South on Orchard Parkway approximately two blocks until you come to Atmel Way. Then turn right until you arrive at the “CAVALIA” parking lot where you will disembark and make your way to the “Rendez-Vous” greeting tent or the Box Office. Have a great time, don’t miss this incredible visual event, perhaps the best entertainment you will see and experience all year!

My Fair Lady

By Kedar K. Adour

Pickering, Higgins and Eliza work long into the morning hours

MY FAIR LADY: Adapted from George Bernard Shaw’s Play and Gabriel Pascal’s motion picture “PYGMALION”. Book and lyrics by Alan Jay Lerner and music by Frederick Loewe. Directed by Bill English. SF Playhouse, 533 Sutter Street, San Francisco.  415-677-9596 or www.sfplayhouse.org. July 10th to September 29th, 2012.

MY FAIR LADY at SF Playhouse must be seen to be believed.

It seemed incredulous when the word came out that SF Playhouse had scheduled My Fair Lady the musical to be performed with only nine characters even though local icon and superb actor Charles Dean was to play Alfred P. Doolittle. How could they mount a splashy musical on their miniscule stage in a theater holding 99 seats? They have done it, increasing the cast size to 11 with the help of twin pianos (Greg Mason and Dave Dobrosky), a fantastic set  and a spirited cast earning the honor of being a must see play.

After George B. Shaw’s play Arms and the Man was converted into the mediocre The Chocolate Soldier he would not allow his marvelous play Pygmalion to suffer the same fate. Permission was granted only after his death and the rest of the story is history. Alan J. Lerner and Frederick Lowe teamed up in 1956 for the Broadway production that was a runaway hit and in the intervening years played throughout the world.

What you will see at SF Playhouse is best described as Pygmalion with Music.  All the lovely music is still there: “Wouldn’t It Be Loverly?,” “Little Bit of Luck,” “The Rain in Spain,” “I Could Have Danced All Night,” “On the Street Where You Live,” “Get Me to the Church on Time,” and “I’ve Grown Accustomed to Her Face.” and the major characters are in good voice. In the pivotal role of Professor Higgins Johnny Moreno gives a powerful strutting performance with his musical patter and an occasional turn at song.

Director Bill English makes the story-line the centerpiece of his interpretation eschewing saccharine sentimentality and opting for a more rugged concept of Higgins. Moreno has the personality to pull it off. He makes the role his own and is a marvel to watch and a joy to hear with a crisp voice with perfect enunciation, as one would expect from a Professor of Linguistics. His bravado is balanced by Richard Frederick as the stolid Colonel Pickering.

Monique Hafen adroitly  makes the difficult transition from a rough voiced Cockney speaking flower girl to a sophisticated Lady with hi-brow speech fit to be a “salesperson in a flower shoppe” or the consort to a king. Her petite frame stands tall when she responds to Higgins’ indifference in the infamous slipper throwing scene.

Karen Hirst doubles as Mrs. Pearce the housekeeper and Mrs. Higgins giving each the stature they deserve and slipping unobtrusively in out of the ensemble. Also slipping out of the ensemble to play a major part is handsome willowy Justin Gilmore as the love smitten Freddy Eynsford-Hill garnering audience approval with the signature song “On the Street Where you Live.”

And then there is Charles Dean as a memorable dustman Alfred P. Doolittle beginning with his first appearance to put the touch on Eliza for half a Crown, later in an  encounter with Higgins requesting only a ‘fiver’ for his daughter and lastly his rousing request with the ensemble to “get me to the church on time.”

 

                                                      Doolittle (Charles Dean*) and Ensemble getting to the church on time.

What is absolutely amazing is Nina Balls intricate set design that appears solid enough to withstand a San Francisco earthquake yet fluidly changes with sliding panels without missing a beat. It alone is worth the price of admission to the “Ascot Gavotte” that is cleverly staged with the audience waiting with bated breath for Eliza to exhort her mount to “move your bloody arse!”

                                                                 Eliza shocks at Ascot (Full Ensemble and Monique Hafen*)

All is not praiseworthy since the dancing is best described as clunky and Randy Nazarian unbalances the ensemble with his mugging playing his part as a combination of Marcellus Washburn from The Music Man and Nicely Nicely from Guys and Dolls (both parts he has frequently played) that rocks the boat.

G. B. S. viewing the show from his place in the Theatrical Heaven might not approve of Bill English allowing Higgins and Eliza to share a kiss but it is certain the opening night audience did. Running time is 2 hours and 30 minutes including the intermission.

Kedar K. Adour, MD

Courtesy of www.theatreworldinternetmagazine.com

 

MY FAIR LADY — “POWERFULLY ACTED!”

By Lee Hartgrave

COURTESY PHOTO SF PLAYHOUSE

THE STARS: LUKE CHAPMAN & MONIQUE HAFEN
MY FAIR LADY – MEGA, MEGA ENTRANCING!

MY FAIR LADY (the musical) is based on George Bernard Shaw’s ‘Pygmalion’ with book and lyrics by Alan Jay Lerner and music by Frederick Loewe. The story whirls around Eliza Doolittle, a Cockney flower girl who reluctantly takes speech lessons from professor Henry Higgins, a phoneticist. He is trying to pass Eliza off as a well-born lady.
The musical’s 1956 Broadway production certainly stirred up the show as it hit the record for the longest run of any musical theatre production in history. Then it was followed by the hit London production. That was followed by the film version, and numerous revivals. And ever since – it has been called ‘the perfect musical”.
Presented on the Tiny Stage at the SF Playhouse – I was getting ready to wonder if a lavish show like this show would capture the brilliance of former fame. But, you know what? The Cast was full of energy. They gave the impact, the fullness of the story and the full glory of the music. 
This “Lady” gives us another impressionable evening of watching Eliza’s blooming into a proper ‘Lady). The magnificent songs are brilliantly performed. So real – so enticing. I love musicals and “ My Fair Lady” is one of the best. The lyrics shine all the way to the races. When Eliza finally makes a break through with proper English in Act Two – Higgins, Pickering, Mrs. Pearce and the Servants jubilantly sing the rousing – “You Did it” – referring to the miracle that Eliza no longer sounds like a waif on the streets. And you know the famous song – “On the Street Where You Live” (sung by Freddy) who slowly falls in love. Whether he likes it our not. 
The musical is just wonderful. It’s a ride that starts out wild on the streets, and accelerates from there – then it is Fun, Fun, and Fun – in this richly clever entertainment. Oh, by the way — the set is a spectacular wonder.
THE CAST IS BRILLANT. HERE THEY ARE: Johnny Moreno (Henry Higgins) – Luke Chapman (Freddy) – Charles Dean (Alfred P. Doolittle) – Richard Frederick (Colonel Pickering) – Monique Hafen (Eliza Doolittle) – Karen Hirst (Mrs Higgins) and Justin Gilman, Mandy Khohnevisan – Kenneth McPherson- Randy Nazarian – and Corinne Proctor. Thanks to this Cast – this is a musical that you will never forger. A love story –for all time! You can’t get anymore powerful acting than in this gorgeous romantic tale.
RATING: Four glasses of Champagne!!!! (highest rating) – trademarked-
NOW PLAYING AT THE SF PLAYHOUSE ON SUTTER (near Powell) 
MORE GOOD NEWS! SAVE THE DATE! Tenth Anniversary Season Opening Celebration! At the New Venue @ 450 Post Street! 
Name of playhouse will remain as: SF Playhouse at new location. The Opening show will be on Saturday, October 13th, 2012 – 8pm . The show: “Bloody, Bloody, Andrew Jackson. Director: Jon Tracy. See you there. 

 

Truffaldino Says No at Ashby Stage

By Kedar K. Adour

Truffaldino Says No: By Ken Slattery. Directed by M. Graham Smith. Presented by Shotgun Players a Co-production with Playground. Ashby Stage, 1901 Ashby Ave., Berkeley. (510) 841-6500. www.shotgunplayers.org. July 6 – July 22, 2012.

Say yes to TRUFFLADINO SAYS NO at Ashby Stage

Looking for an evening of theatrical fun? If so, get thee hence to the Ashby Stage where eight characters created by an up and coming playwright are having a merry hysterical romp with enough physical activity for a dozen plays. You will also witness the rebirth of the 500 year old Commedia dell’Arte and then be treated to its transformation as modern day TV sit-com before the figurative curtain descends and the audience erupts with a spontaneous standing ovation.

If you are not familiar with the playwriting group known as Playground you should be. It is where budding writers submit 10 minute scripts to be judged by theater professionals. The best of those submitted are given a full stage production (although limited in scope) and presented as The Best of Playground. In 2009 Ken Slattery, an Irish transplant from Dublin, had one of his short plays Truffaldino Says No selected for production.

The stimulus for the Truffaldino Says No was the noun “arlecchino” which is the Italian word for harlequin the most popular comic servant character from the Italian Commedia dell’Arte. The 10 minute gem was the favorite of the 2009 plays and Slattery was given a commission to develop it into a full length play. Shotgun’s production is even more hilarious and colorful than the short version. It should be, since it is has been three years in the making and the show is a labor of love for all involved. They have brought back Michael Phillis and Brian Herndon from the original cast and filled the other six roles with superb performers.

Commedia dell’Arte involves stock characters with distinctive masks and clothing with only the Inamorata (lovers) without masks. The productions are very physical with a great deal slapstick with fixed routines as the basis for improvisation. There are no improvisations in Slattery’s version although M. Graham’s Smith’s slick direction would make you wonder if he gave his cast license to do so.

Truffaldino (William Thomas Hodgson), his father Arlecchino (Stephen Buescher) and mother Colombina(Gwen Loeb) are servants (zanni) to a greedy old miser and lecher Pantalone (Brian Herdon) and he is given a mask with an appropriate hooked nose and a garish costume to boot. His flighty daughter, beautiful Isabella (an Innamorata) is in love with the other half of the Innamorati young poet Flavio (Michael Phillis). Alas the potential lovers have never been able to be alone together. Although poor Truffaldino’s love for Isabella is not reciprocated, he agrees to help his father arrange a tryst and in the best Comedia dell’Arte twist everything goes wrong.

Tied up in all the shenanigans are other stock characters that include the intellectual bore Il Dottore (Joe Lucas), a grandiose, cowardly Il Capitano (Andy Alabran) who fears a Turkish attack on Venice that just happens to be the setting for the play. A seamy secondary plot line involves Pantalone’s pursuit of voluptuous and willing Colombina.

Truffaldino has had all he can take of being a stock character and says “I’m not going to take it anymore.” (That line is from an academy award winning movie. He simply says “No” and goes on to tell us why.) Most, or is it all, of the characters step forward to address the audience or express inner thoughts throughout the play and do so beautifully. Our hero will not be dissuaded and departs for the New World. In the play the New World is modern day Venice, California.

With some brilliant writing Slattery converts all the Old World characters into New World denizens and the actors are forced to slip in and out of New to Old and vice versa roles at the drop of a line. You will split a gut keeping up with them and wonder “how did he/she do that?”

The acting is of course very broad. In the opening sequences Buescher who is the head of Physical Theater at ACT and Hodgson are virtual pretzels of human form bouncing around the stage without missing a line. Gorgeous Ally Johnson and willowy Michael Phillis demonstrate charming contrasts in technique but Phillis (the cad) is a scene stealer. Gwen Loeb exudes sex and uses great timing in her punch lines and is a perfect sounding board for those who challenge her. Andy Alabran as the Il Capitano in act one Old World is reincarnated as Prewitt a local border guard searching for illegal immigrants giving further justification for what is new is old. Joe Lucas’s Il Dottore garners his share of laughs in the Old World and as the Wiseman in the New.

Directing such a play with diverse settings in time and place must have been a tremendous burden but M. Graham Smith’s direction is spot on with so many deft touches one would be hard pressed to find specific instances to praise. OK, I’ll tell you one: Look for the vignette when Columbina is folding a bed sheet while consoling Isabella about Flavio.

Summary of why you should go: The writing is Sublime. The acting is Superb. The costumes and masks are Sensational. The staging is Super. Finally, as alliteration is depleted let’s end with it’s a Swell evening.

Kedar K. Adour, MD

Courtesy of www.theatreworldinernetmagazine.com

The Marvelous Wonderettes at 6th Street Playhouse, Santa Rosa CA

By Greg & Suzanne Angeo

“The Marvelous Wonderettes” by Roger Bean at 6th Street Playhouse – GK Hardt Theatre

 

From left: Ashley Rose McKenna, Katie Veale, Julianne Lorenzen, Shari Hopkinson

Photo by Eric Chazankin

Reviewed by Suzanne and Greg Angeo

Too “Marvelous” For Words

Few decades in recent history had as much cultural turbulence as the one spanning 1958 to 1968, but for just a few hours, any social significance recalled from that era will just have to take a backseat to pure entertainment. “The Marvelous Wonderettes” at 6th Street Playhouse is an irresistible delight for the senses. It will please fans of classic pop music and anyone else who loves a good time. To coin a phrase, it’s cotton candy done right.
Although it’s loaded with girlish charm, “Wonderettes” cleverly manages to avoid the saccharine trap, with just the right touch of tartness to keep it light and refreshing. The story begins in 1958, about four high school chums who belong to their beloved school’s song leader squad. The Wonderettes, as they call themselves, have been asked to perform at their “Super Senior Prom”. They are terribly, terribly excited about it, and their stories begin to unfold with each new song. We are treated to gossamer confections like “Lollipop”, “Mr Sandman” and “Dream Lover”, among many others. The clever little gambits used to bring the audience into the action onstage keeps everyone fully engaged from the first moment to the last. But the music! It’s nearly non-stop and performed in such spectacular four-part harmony that the Wonderettes get you to wondering why they haven’t been signed to a record contract and taken their act on the road.
“The Marvelous Wonderettes” by Roger Bean has been a long-running hit and crowd-pleaser right from the start, when it first premiered in Milwaukee in 1999. The show was expanded into a longer version and ran at the El Portal Theatre in Los Angeles for two years beginning in 2006, receiving an Ovation Award. It also appeared off-Broadway in 2008, garnering a Drama Desk Award and running for nearly two years.
At 6th Street, each of the four cast members turns in a virtuoso performance with solidly crafted characters that play off each other like pinballs setting off flashing lights and ringing bells. Julianne Lorenzen (Suzy) and Katie Veale (Missy) are both standouts, possessing incredibly strong, beautiful soprano voices. Shari Hopkinson (Betty Jean) is brassy and bold in both vocal talent and style. Ashley Rose McKenna as the troublemaker Cindy Lou has perhaps the lightest vocal instrument of the four. But when these ladies join together in song, there’s nothing but good vibrations.
There is also exceptional teamwork between director Craig Miller, choreographer Alise Girard and musical director Janis Dunson Wilson, representing a true collaboration of creativity. Miller keeps our attention onstage with frisky staging and crisp dialog, without any slow spots so common in musicals. Girard, in her first full-length show, lends amazing expressive movement to the performers. She did extensive research on singers of the era, and designed it to look like choreography that high schoolers may have done themselves, but still striking enough for a truly professional-looking show. Wilson leads the backstage band unseen but most definitely heard, displaying wonderful musical insight into both vocal and instrumental sounds of the day.
Lighting Designer April George dazzles with special effects that include spinning stars and dramatic spotlights. Authentic costumes by Tracy Hinman Sigrist help establish and maintain the feeling of the era, with huge, stiff petticoats beneath swirling voluminous skirts. At one point the girls roll on the floor and reveal a glimpse of old-fashioned nylon stockings and garters of the 1950s. By the second act ten years have gone by and it’s their class reunion, with cute mini-dresses and go-go boots in day-glo candy colors bringing back the mod fashions of 1968.
The vocal talents of these four young ladies alone would be reason enough to recommend “The Marvelous Wonderettes”. But its bright, lively storyline and setting, and tremendous production values, makes it a must-see.

When: Now through May 13, 2012 
8 p.m. Fridays and Saturdays
8 p.m. Thursdays 
2 p.m. Sundays
2 p.m. Saturday March 24
Tickets: $15 to $35
Location: 6th Street Playhouse – GK Hardt Theatre, 52 West 6th Street, Santa Rosa CA 
Phone: 707-523-4185 
Website: www.6thstreetplayhouse.com 

“The Tyranny of Cheerfulness” Samantha King

By Joe Cillo
PINK RIBBONs, INC., directed by Léa Pool, written by Patricia Kearns and Léa Pool; based on the book by Samantha King.
Statistics state that every 23 seconds a woman is diagnosed with breast cancer and one dies every 69 seconds.

The eye-opening Canadian documentary, “Pink Ribbons, Inc.,” is aptly subtitled “Capitalizing on Hope.”  Director Léa Pool filmed events in Susan G. Komen Walk-for-the-Cure during Breast Cancer Awareness Month (BCAM), held in major locations around the world.   AstraZeneca, a corporation that produces cancer-causing chemicals and drugs, founded BCAM, which takes place annually in October.
Watching the film, the preponderance of hot-pink EVERYTHING got to me- from the twisted pink ribbon to pink flamingo glasses.  Nowadays, you can’t turn around without a proliferation of pink products being pushed at you.   As seen in the film, the Komen’s “walk for the cure” has spread globally.  World leaders throw pink spotlights on monuments and/or historic sites, like Niagara Falls, during BCAM, an activity akin to breaking a bottle of champagne on the hull of a ship.  When interviewed, someone asked, “What does lighting up Niagara Falls with pink lights mean?”   It’s enough to make you gag.   Pool interviewed social commentator Barbara Ehrenreich.  Diagnosed with breast cancer, she opted out of going pink, saying she was highly offended by the infantilizing of women; and how one was expected to be upbeat.   Anger is negative; the efforts to find a cure are made to be fun!   Still, I wondered, where would AIDS research and treatment be if it weren’t for the anger of ACT UP (AIDS Coalition to Unleash Power) in the 1980s?
The efforts to find a cure started in the 1940s.  It was seen as a battle (Ehrenreich commented, “I wasn’t battling anything.  I chose to live”).  During WWII, members of the American Cancer Society, marched in military uniforms to demonstrate the “fight against” cancer here at home while “our boys” fought the enemy overseas.   Back then, the ratio of breast cancer deaths was 1 in 22, now it’s a shocking one in eight.  Today, an astounding 59,000 women a year die of breast cancer.  What is going on?  Ronald Reagan had pledged to throw millions of dollars into finding a cure.  It became a philanthropic endeavor and huge corporations came on board.  Many wonder where all the money is going; there is very little to show for it.  Philanthropic foundations believe that the solution is more money.   Yet there is no coordination between federal and/or private foundation cancer research organizations.  Andl only a tiny percentage of all the Komen funds go to research ( 15% last year, down from 20%.  Komen has cut by nearly half the proportion of funds it spends on research grants).
It has been noted that drug companies profit by making people terminally ill- a truly egregious cycle.  Heads of pharmaceutical corporations must be rubbing their hands knowing that the more drugs they sell, the more people will develop cancer.  Cancer is a disease with an indefinite remission or end-time, so corporations can sell their wares indefinitely.   Cancer surgeon, Dr. Susan Love feels that chemotherapy and radiation are poisons.  She wants more research.   Yet few scientists are studying the effects of pesticides, toxins, and plastics in the environment- some plastic products disrupt hormones in all species.  It is a known fact that certain plastics mimic female hormones, destroying endocrine functions.   Interestingly, so far, studies have included only white women, when an inordinate number of women of color, due to income disparities, live in environmentally compromised areas.   Yet Komen sponsors can’t work with environmentalists because Komen has ties to companies whose products contain carcinogenic substances!  Interestingly, no mention was made in the film concerning men with breast cancer.  Perhaps Polo or some other male-oriented product will step up.  Still, since 2009, men get their own week during BCAM
The Komen “cancer industry” hooked up with corporations and evolved into selling their products.  Yoplait, until it was discovered that its yogurt contained bovine growth hormone-  the company has since stopped using it and iIt still supports Komen; Revlon and Estée Lauder got on the pink bandwagon, both whose cosmetics contain carcinogenic chemicals-  they promised to investigate.  Avon’s Avon Foundation for Women disassociated itself from Avon Products to protect them from liability from its cancer causing ingredients.   During one BCAM, Kentucky Fried Chicken sold its deep-fried chicken in pink buckets (a short film clip shows that Colonel Saunders had switched his trademark white suit to pink), creating controversy.  The hypocrisy is stunning considering that these companies purport to fight cancer.
Sports teams signed on to BCAM realizing they could profit.  Since many NFL players were not nice guys, they joined the cause, and, in my eyes, made themselves ridiculous wearing pink laces in their cleats; pink ribbon logos on helmets and other equipment.  After an influential breast cancer survivor ordered herself a white, pink- striped Mustang, Ford held raffles for a designer Mustang, proceeds to benefit Komen.  Sadly, a dozen female Ford employees who had assembled the cars’ plastic interiors, died from breast cancer.   “When I see a pink ribbon,” activist Judy Brady says, “I see evil.”   That’s how I felt each time, Nancy Brinker,  Komen Foundation founder was interviewed in her blush, band-box pink jacket –  her robotized voice and smooth, heavily made up face, and perfect hair.
Pool interviewed a group of women with Stage IV, or end-stage- cancer, whose breast cancer metastasized.   “We’re made to feel we didn’t try hard enough,” one said.  Their doctors say that they can take drugs to prolong their lives.  The women ask: “But what kind of life would we be living?” Another said, “It’s like they’re using our disease to profit and that’s not OK.”
The film was made before the Planned Parenthood controversy where Komen pulled its funding from that organization.  Karen Handel, a Komen vice-president, and five other leaders have resigned, yet the flack continues.  The pink ribbon hype is a total phenomenon.    Would that the hundreds of thousands of people who participate could realize that they are being exploited for corporate profit so that they’ll get angry, organize, and speak out!   We need the energy of an ACT UP, the organization that propelled the eventual success of a viable AIDs treatment.