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DOOMERS

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A Sharp, Funny, and Terrifying Look at AI’s Future

If you’ve ever wanted to watch a bunch of brilliant, self-important tech types tear each other apart while sitting close enough to dodge the metaphorical (and maybe literal) shrapnel, DOOMERS is your show. Matthew Gasda’s latest play, staged in the intimate Pallas Gallery, doesn’t just invite you into the world of an imploding AI company—it plunks you right down in the middle of it, where you can feel the heat from the egos and the existential dread in real time.

And when we say intimate, we mean intimate. No cushy separation between actors and audience, no towering set pieces—just a rug marking the boundaries of the battlefield. The actors are working with about as much personal space as you’d get on a packed subway car, which makes it all the more thrilling when tensions flare. There were moments when you could practically see the wheels turning in their heads—half from character motivation, half from trying not to trip over our feet.

Act 1: The War Room – Enter the Mad Genius

We open in the offices of MindMesh, where Seth, the freshly booted, maybe-brilliant, maybe-certifiable CEO, is huddled with his loyalists, trying to figure out whether to fight, flee, or burn it all down. Seth sees himself as the only one who can properly birth Artificial General Intelligence (AGI) into the world, and his disciples range from true believers to those just hoping not to go down with the ship. It’s a fast, funny, and deeply unsettling portrait of ambition unhinged, as Seth works the room like a cornered chess grandmaster who still thinks he’s five moves ahead.

Act 2: The Boardroom – Meet the “Responsible” Adults

Over in the corporate boardroom, the so-called “AI doomers” are trying to steer the company—and possibly humanity—away from the abyss. Or are they? Turns out, their definitions of responsibility and ethics vary widely, and as the discussions wear on, it becomes clear that just because Seth is gone doesn’t mean the danger is. Backstabbing, grandstanding, and a bombshell revelation about Seth’s next move turn this act into a slow-burning ethical minefield, leaving the audience to wonder whether these people have humanity’s best interests in mind—or just their own.

A Production That Blurs the Line Between AI and Theater

One of the more unusual aspects of DOOMERS is how artificial intelligence was integrated into its creative process. The playbill lists ChatGPT and Claude—two AI language models—as official dramaturgs, a role typically reserved for human researchers who assist with script development, thematic refinement, and historical context.

While AI tools are increasingly used in creative writing and editing, it’s rare for them to receive formal credit in a live theater production. Given that DOOMERS itself explores AI’s role in shaping the future, this could be a meta-commentary, an artistic experiment, or simply a nod to the evolving relationship between technology and the arts. Regardless, it raises intriguing questions about authorship and collaboration—how much of the script was influenced by AI, and what does it mean for the future of theater when machines contribute to storytelling?

An Outstanding Ensemble Cast

The performances are uniformly strong, with Sam Hyrkin delivering a compelling mix of arrogance and desperation as Seth. Emily Keyishian’s Myra and Arup Chakrabarti’s Sanjay provide a sharp counterbalance, navigating the chaos Seth leaves behind. The full cast includes:

  • Seth – Sam Hyrkin
  • Jeff – Tommy Harkness
  • Myra – Emily Keyishian
  • Sanjay – Arup Chakrabarti
  • Alina – Emily Anderson
  • Mei – Gabi Maalihan
  • Richard – Evan Sokol
  • Charlie – Elliot Gross
  • Harriet – Anna Connelly
  • Eli – Alex Trono

Each actor brings a distinct energy to the ensemble, ensuring that DOOMERS never feels like a lecture on AI ethics but rather a fast-moving, tension-filled human drama.

The Takeaway? You’d Be a Fool to Miss This One

Gasda’s dialogue crackles with the kind of sharp wit and brutal insight that makes you both laugh and wince. The extreme proximity inside the intimate Pallas Gallery only intensifies the experience—you’re not just watching a power struggle, you’re practically in it. There’s no escape from the tension, no leaning back in your seat—you’re close enough to feel the microexpressions, the nervous twitches, the moments of triumph and collapse.

Director Ash Baker keeps the pacing taut, letting the existential horror sneak in between barbed one-liners and philosophical sparring. By the time the lights go down, you’re left wondering not just about AI’s future, but about the very human mess of egos, ambition, and self-delusion that’s driving it.

The Intimate Pallas Gallery – 1111 Geary Blvd, San Francisco, CA 94109

Reserve tickets: Jacob Donaldson (jacobmpdonaldson@gmail.com)

Ticket Prices:

  • General Admission: $30
  • Premium Seating: $50

Remaining performances run through March 22.


Harvey

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A Rip-Roaring, Rabbit-Loving Romp: Harvey Brings the Laughs and a Little Magic

Now, folks, there are plays that make you think, and then there are plays that make you smile, and Harvey does a fine job of the latter. Pittsburg Theatre Company’s take on Mary Chase’s Pulitzer Prize-winning classic is a warm, witty, and downright delightful production that invites audiences to leave their skepticism at the door and embrace the improbable—namely, a six-foot, one-and-a-half-inch-tall invisible rabbit named Harvey.

From the moment you see the production’s striking promotional artwork—a silhouette of a sharply dressed figure, only instead of a human head, it’s a rabbit—you know you’re in for something playful yet sophisticated. This clever visual sets the tone for a show that balances humor with heart, whimsy with wit.

At the heart of this well-paced comedy is Kirk Waller as Elwood P. Dowd, a man whose unwavering politeness and gentle nature make him instantly likable. Waller plays the role with an effortless charm, as if he were born to spend his days tipping his hat to an imaginary best friend. Suzanne Ochs as his long-suffering sister Veta Louise Simmons gives a sharp and hilarious performance, exasperated to no end as she tries to navigate the chaos that her brother’s unusual friendship causes. Skylar Clouse as Myrtle Mae Simmons, determined to escape social ruin, brings just the right mix of desperation and comedic energy.

The supporting cast is top-notch, with Brad Verla as Dr. Chumley, Phillip Leyva as Dr. Sanderson, and Mary Katherine Patterson as Nurse Kelly rounding out the ensemble with standout performances. Each brings their own flair to the production, ensuring that every moment is packed with humor, tension, or outright absurdity.

Visually, the production shines. Director and producer Dianna Schepers has orchestrated a show that feels both polished and heartfelt. The set design and sound, also by Schepers, transport the audience seamlessly between the Dowd home and Chumley’s Rest, capturing the play’s timeless whimsy. Jana McDowell’s costume design is a perfect fit for the era, and Mike Morris’ lighting design keeps the show feeling dynamic without distraction.

Adding to the production’s charm is the work of the stage crew and volunteers, including the talented students from Pittsburg High School’s Stagecraft class. It’s clear that this is a community-driven show in the best sense—full of heart, collaboration, and an appreciation for the magic of live theater.

A Note on Pookas and Harvey’s Whimsical Legacy

In Irish folklore, a pooka (púca) is a mischievous spirit that can bring good or bad fortune, often appearing in animal forms, like a rabbit or horse. Harvey embodies this tradition as an unseen but ever-present companion, guiding Elwood P. Dowd’s life in whimsical and mysterious ways. His presence, real or imagined, challenges those around him to reconsider what is “normal” and embrace kindness, imagination, and a touch of the fantastical. The play leaves it delightfully ambiguous—perhaps Harvey is just a figment of Elwood’s worldview, or maybe, just maybe, the six-foot-tall rabbit is more real than anyone dares to admit.At the end of the day, Harvey is the kind of play that reminds us life is better when we leave a little room for the unexpected—especially if the unexpected happens to be a well-mannered, invisible rabbit. If you get a chance to see this production, take it. You might just find yourself raising a toast to the unseen, the unconventional, and the utterly delightful.

How to Get Tickets

Performances of Harvey run from February 28 to March 9, 2025, at the California Theatre in Pittsburg, CA.

Tickets are priced at $22-$30 and can be purchased online at www.tickets831.com or by calling 925-427-1611.

Better yet, consider becoming a season ticket subscriber and enjoy Pittsburg Theatre Company’s full 2025 season, which includes Harvey, Chicago, and The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee.

Waste

By Joseph Cillo

 

Scandal, Politics, and Power Plays

Once deemed too scandalous for the stage, Waste, Harley Granville-Barker’s 1906 political drama, is back—and it still packs a punch. Running through March 2 at Marin Theatre, this revival, directed by former A.C.T. Artistic Director Carey Perloff, wrestles with ambition, scandal, and downfall in a way that feels eerily familiar.

At its core, Waste follows Henry Trebell (played by Marin Theatre Artistic Director Lance Gardner), a fiercely ambitious politician on the brink of reshaping England’s education system by stripping the church’s influence from public schools. Trebell is relentless, methodical, and principled—until his private life implodes. A careless affair with neglected socialite Amy O’Connell (Liz Sklar) leads to an unintended pregnancy and a botched abortion, triggering a scandal that shatters his career overnight.

The production leans into stark minimalism, with scenic designer Arnel Sancianco crafting an austere, almost clinical setting—a fitting backdrop for the ruthless world of politics. Trebell’s so-called allies, including Lord Horsham (Daniel Cantor) and Midlands politician Blackborough (Mike Ryan), waste no time in cutting him loose the moment he becomes a liability.

There’s no denying Waste’s intellectual heft. But it’s a play where talk dominates action, and that won’t be for everyone. The opening act’s 30-minute seduction scene—more verbal chess match than sizzling romance—unfolds at a deliberate pace, testing the patience of modern audiences. From there, the drama becomes a series of high-minded debates on power, ethics, and governance as men in suits coldly discuss Trebell’s fate.

Despite this, the cast delivers performances that keep the energy from stagnating. Gardner brings gravity to Trebell’s unraveling, while Sklar’s Amy is more than just a plot device—she’s a woman caught in a system designed to discard her. Anthony Fusco commands the stage as Charles Cantelupe, the church’s mouthpiece, while Jomar Tagatac’s Dr. Wedgecroft injects rare moments of warmth. Leontyne Mbele-Mbong, as Trebell’s sister Frances, brings a quiet but powerful emotional undercurrent to the tragedy.Christine Adaire’s dialect coaching and Maggie Whitaker’s period-accurate costumes add polish, but Waste never quite shakes its sense of detachment. The weighty discussions unfold in crisp, measured tones—high drama for the mind, but not always the heart. It’s an intriguing study of how political and social norms evolve, but don’t expect a pulse-racing spectacle.

What was once a career-ending scandal—adultery and abortion—is now part of daily news cycles, making Waste feel both historically distant and oddly relevant. Fans of period dramas rich in political and philosophical debates will relish the experience. For others, its slow-burn intensity and verbose style may be more of a test than a treat.

One unexpected highlight? Marin Theatre’s lobby display. Jason Sheldrick’s sculptural installation on banned plays, along with striking artwork by Erica Deeman and Maeve O’Sullivan, adds an extra layer of depth to the evening—well worth arriving early to take in.

To Experience:
Waste
Marin Theatre, 397 Miller Ave., Mill Valley
Through March 2; 7:30 pm Wednesdays – Saturdays; 2 pm weekends
Tickets: $10 – $85
Info: (415) 388-5208 MarinTheatre

Reviewed by
Mary Buttaro
Mary Buttaro
Performing Arts Reviewer
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Exotic Deadly: or the MSG Play

By Joseph Cillo

 

Theatrical Umami Bomb

Folks, if you’ve ever worried that your Chinese takeout is secretly brainwashing you, Exotic Deadly: Or The MSG Play might just blow your mind—or at least your taste buds. Keiko Green’s raucous, time-hopping, anime-fueled comedy, now at San Francisco Playhouse through March 8, takes a deep dive into one of America’s strangest food myths. And let me tell you, this show is as wild as a 3 a.m. ramen binge.

It’s 1999. Ami, a Japanese American high schooler with a knack for awkwardness (played with hilarious sincerity by Ana Ming Bostwick-Singer), finds out that her family played a role in creating MSG—the much-maligned seasoning that has fueled urban legends. Her quest to clear her family’s name takes a surreal turn when a mysterious and effortlessly cool new girl from Japan arrives. What unfolds is a hilariously chaotic and deeply resonant journey through teenage anxieties, family legacies, and, yes, the unexpected magic of instant ramen.

This cast? They’ve got chops (and not just the kind you eat). James Aaron Oh, Nicole Tung, Phil Wong, and Edric Young flip between characters faster than a late-night channel surfer, bringing the play’s rollercoaster of chaos to life. Director Jesca Prudencio keeps the energy high, the comedy sharp, and the sentiment sneaky—just when you think you’re watching a goofy teen adventure, bam, you’re contemplating identity, history, and why people think MSG is some kind of chemical boogeyman.

Visually, this thing is a feast. Heather Kenyon’s set design spins between school hallways and anime dreamscapes, Michael Oesch’s lighting zips from fluorescent to fantastical, and Kathleen Qiu’s costumes serve up vintage 90s nostalgia with a side of comic-book flair. It’s like someone took a Saturday morning cartoon, a sci-fi flick, and a coming-of-age drama, tossed them in a wok, and cranked the heat to high.

But here’s the real kicker: this play has bite. Green’s script is whip-smart, poking at cultural anxieties, generational misunderstandings, and the weird stuff we believe just because someone once told us to. (MSG bad? Says who? Probably the same guy who thinks gum stays in your stomach for seven years.)

Playing through March 8, 2025
San Francisco Playhouse, 450 Post Street, San Francisco
Tickets: $35-$135 | Get Tickets | Call 415-677-9596 to purchase by phone.

New! Audio Described Performance

For blind and visually impaired audience members, San Francisco Playhouse is offering live audio description and a haptic access tour on Sunday, March 2nd at 2 P.M.

So, should you see Exotic Deadly? Let’s put it this way: If you like your theater fast, funny, and just a little off-kilter (in the best way possible), grab your ticket before they vanish like a bowl of late-night ramen.

Groundhog Day: The Musical

By Joseph Cillo

 

A Time Loop You’ll Actually Enjoy

There are two kinds of time loops. The kind where you wake up, brush your teeth, drink coffee, and do the same old thing until the sun explodes. And then there’s Groundhog Day: The Musical, where waking up to the same day over and over turns out to be a wildly entertaining, knee-slapping, show-stopping event.

Phil Connors, a weatherman with the charm of a wet sock and the patience of a raccoon in a garbage can, gets sent to Punxsutawney to cover the annual Groundhog Day festivities. He’s smug. He’s rude. He’s got the enthusiasm of a DMV clerk on hour six of their shift. And then—just his luck—he gets stuck in a cosmic do-over, reliving February 2nd again and again and again. What follows is a masterclass in poor decision-making, minor crimes, existential dread, and—eventually—personal growth.

Now, turning repetition into great entertainment takes skill, and this cast has it in spades. Garet Waterhouse, who took on the role of Phil Connors the night I attended, was worth the price of admission alone. His performance was sharp, witty, and full of the kind of energy needed to make Phil’s transformation believable. From his deadpan sarcasm in the opening scenes to his full-throttle commitment in the tap-dancing showstopper “Philanthropy,” Waterhouse commanded the stage with precision and charisma. Michelle Pagano played the steadfast and sharp producer Rita Hanson, keeping Phil on his toes.

This is a BIG production with a BIG cast, so you get a lot of bang for your buck! The ensemble was outstanding, filling the stage with vibrant energy and making every moment feel larger than life. Even as the same day repeated over and over, their dynamic performances ensured that no scene ever felt stale.

And just when things seem like they can’t get any better, along comes a tap-dancing number so synchronized, so electrifying, that audience members have been known to spontaneously combust with delight. (Well, not known known, but it could happen.)


ACT I: A Day That Won’t End

From the start, Groundhog Day hooks the audience with an energetic overture, setting the scene for the endlessly looping chaos to follow. The show launches into “There Will Be Sun”, a cheerful ensemble number that captures the Punxsutawney locals’ excitement about their favorite holiday. Phil, of course, is less enthused, and his sarcastic outlook is laid bare in “Day One”, a duet with Rita and the company, which humorously introduces his disdain for everything around him.

But then the time loop begins. The audience is pulled into the absurdity of Phil’s predicament as he cycles through “Day Two” and “Day Three”, each iteration growing more frantic. His frustration explodes in “Stuck”, where he desperately tries to escape the loop to no avail. His attempts to find meaning—or at least amusement—lead to “Nobody Cares”, a raucous drinking song featuring Gus, Ralph, and a very intoxicated Phil embracing the pointlessness of it all.

As Phil realizes he can act without consequence, the show shifts into the mischievous “Philandering”, where he indulges in every possible vice. But then, a glimmer of hope emerges in “One Day”, where Rita and Phil share a moment that suggests there might be a way out of this mess—if only Phil can figure out how.


ACT II: Finding a Way Forward

The second act kicks off with an Entr’acte, bringing the audience back into the swirling madness of Phil’s endless February 2nd. His shallow lifestyle starts to wear thin in “Playing Nancy”, where Nancy, one of the townspeople, reflects on the role she plays in Phil’s repeating story.

Phil’s journey toward self-discovery gains momentum in “Hope”, where he begins experimenting with different ways to live each day. His emotional shift is marked by “Everything About You”, where he starts seeing Rita—and life itself—through a new lens. The heartfelt “If I Had My Time Again”, a duet between Phil and Rita, captures the idea that perhaps a do-over isn’t such a bad thing if it’s done for the right reasons.

Then comes the tap-dancing spectacle of the night: “Philanthropy.” This number is the turning point in Phil’s transformation. Having embraced his endless February 2nd as an opportunity to help others, Phil dashes around town performing good deeds—rescuing townspeople, preventing accidents, and generally being the Punxsutawney superhero no one asked for but everyone needs. The stage explodes into a high-energy tap dance routine, featuring Phil and the ensemble, in a synchronized, electrifying sequence that showcases both the sheer talent of the cast and the show’s Broadway-level spectacle. Waterhouse threw himself into the number with the kind of commitment that makes an audience sit up and say, Now, that’s impressive.

Just when it seems like Phil might be getting it right, the mood darkens in “Night Will Come”, a haunting solo by Ned Ryerson that underscores the weight of time slipping away. But Phil pushes forward, using his knowledge to help others in “Philanthropy”, and by the time “Punxsutawney Rock” rolls around, he’s leading the town with newfound purpose.

The final emotional punch lands in “Seeing You”, as Phil at last learns the lesson the universe has been trying to teach him. And as the curtain closes with “Dawn”, the audience is left with a sense of triumph—because this time, Phil really has made it to February 3rd.


Show Details & How to Get Tickets:

Venue: 6th Street Playhouse, GK Hardt Theatre, Santa Rosa
Dates: Through February 23, 2025

Get Tickets: Visit 6thstreetplayhouse.com or call (707) 523-4185 for tickets and pricing details.

Run Time: Approx. 2 hours, 30 minutes (including intermission)
Content Warning: Some mature language, action, and themes. Parental discretion advised for patrons under 13.

The role of Phil Connors is played on alternating nights by:

  • Garet Waterhouse: 1/30, 2/1, 2/7, 2/8, 2/13, 2/15, 2/20, 2/22 (matinee), 2/23
  • Nelson Brown: 1/31, 2/2 (matinee), 2/6, 2/8 (evening), 2/14, 2/15 (matinee), 2/16 (matinee), 2/21, 2/22 (evening)

Final Thought:

Some shows entertain. Some shows dazzle. And then there are the rare ones that do both while making you rethink how you spend your own days. Groundhog Day: The Musical isn’t just a comedy—it’s a cleverly crafted spectacle packed with humor, heart, and high-energy performances.

With a stellar cast, sharp direction, and musical numbers that stay with you long after the curtain falls, this production proves that sometimes, getting stuck in the same day over and over might not be so bad—especially if it means seeing a show this good more than once.

 

P.S. Having just re-seen the original Groundhog Day movie, I’m struck by how well the musical captures its charm while adding fresh theatrical energy. Bill Murray’s iconic Phil Connors set the bar high, but the stage adaptation brings its own magic, especially with the added musical numbers and ensemble-driven storytelling. Fans of the movie will appreciate the clever nods while enjoying new layers of depth in this live performance

Six Degrees of Separation

By Joseph Cillo

A Con, a Couple, and a Whole Lot of Trouble

Sonoma Arts Live puts on a well-acted, professionally mounted production of Six Degrees of Separation, a play that’s as slick as its con-man protagonist—and just as unsettling. Directed by Libby Oberlin, this one isn’t your standard night of lighthearted theater. No, sir. This is a sharp-edged, fast-talking, morally murky piece of work that’ll have you laughing one minute and shifting uncomfortably in your seat the next.

At the center of the chaos is Paul, played with a whole lot of charm (and just enough menace) by Jonathen Blue. He’s a smooth operator who shows up battered and broke on the doorstep of a wealthy Manhattan couple, claiming to be Sidney Poitier’s long-lost son. He dazzles them, he wins them over, and then—well, things go sideways fast.

Flan and Ouisa Kittredge, the couple Paul manipulates, are played by Larry Williams and Mary Samson, respectively. Williams gives Flan the perfect mix of status-seeking vanity and barely concealed desperation, while Samson’s Ouisa evolves from amused hostess to a woman haunted by what Paul’s deception reveals about her own life. Together, this trio commands the stage, driving home the play’s biting commentary on privilege, trust, and self-delusion.

The supporting cast delivers strong performances, with Lukas Raphael as both Geoffrey and Dr. Fine, Felizia Rubio as Elizabeth and Ben, and Jake Druzgala taking on Woody and Rick. Tim Setzer adds depth as the Detective and Doorman, while Pilar Gonzales brings sharp energy to Tess Kittredge. Rounding out the ensemble, Beth Ellen Ethridge and Sean O’Brien portray Kitty and Larkin, further enriching the play’s web of intrigue and deception.

Oberlin’s direction keeps it moving at a crisp clip, with dialogue that pops and a pace that never lags. The humor is sharp, the tension real, and the whole thing wraps up leaving you wondering: Who’s really fooling who?

Now, fair warning—this play might not be your cup of tea. If you like your theater with clear-cut heroes and tidy moral lessons, this one may leave you squirming. But if you appreciate a play that’s as thought-provoking as it is unsettling, you’ll find plenty to chew on here.


Performances Through February 16, 2025

Andrews Hall, Sonoma Community Center (276 East Napa Street, Sonoma, CA 95476)

Show Days & Times

  • Thursdays & Fridays – 7:30 PM
  • Saturdays – 7:30 PM
  • Sundays – 2:00 PM

How to Get Tickets

Ticket Prices

  • Riser Seats – $42 | Floor Seats – $37
  • Balcony (General Admission) – $25
  • Thrifty Thursdays & Special First Saturdays (All Seats) – $25

More Info: Sonoma Arts Live Website | Facebook

Go see it. But don’t say you weren’t warned.

The Spitfire Grill

By Joseph Cillo

A Musical Tale of Renewal and Hope

Ross Valley Players’ The Spitfire Grill is the kind of show that sneaks up on you. At first glance, it seems simple enough: a small-town diner, a troubled parolee looking for a fresh start, and a bunch of townsfolk with their quirks and grudges. But like a good pie cooling on the windowsill, it draws you in, layer by layer, until you’re hooked on its warmth and richness. Directed by Jay Manley, who has a knack for pulling the best out of both his actors and his audience, this production is a real treat.

The story centers on Percy Talbott (played with a compelling mix of grit and grace by Kyra Lynn Kozlenko), fresh out of prison and looking to start over in the tiny town of Gilead, Wisconsin. Armed with nothing but a page torn from a travel book, she lands a job at the Spitfire Grill, a run-down diner owned by the cranky but endearing Hannah (Kelly Ground, bringing just the right amount of vinegar to the role). The town, full of secrets and simmering tensions, seems as stuck as the grill itself. But as Percy settles in, she shakes things up, inspiring everyone to open their hearts a little wider.

Manley knows how to tug at your heartstrings without being obvious about it, and his cast delivers performances that feel real and lived-in. Kozlenko’s Percy is rough around the edges, but her vulnerability shines through. Ground gives Hannah the kind of weary strength that makes you want to root for her, even when she’s being ornery. And Julianne Bretan’s Shelby, the town’s quiet voice of reason, adds a lovely softness that balances the rougher edges of the story.

Additionally, Brad Parks as Caleb Thorpe, Kyle Stoner as Sheriff Joe Sutter, and Jane Harrington as Effy Krayneck round out the town’s dynamic. Bradley Markwick is effective as the mute, mysterious recluse.

The music, with its blend of folk and Americana, is like a favorite old record—soulful, heartfelt, and just a little bittersweet. Musical director Nick Brown and his small band give the score a warm, homespun feel that fits the story perfectly. Songs like “Shine” and “Forest for the Trees” linger long after the final note, thanks to the cast’s emotive delivery.

And let’s not forget the details: Ron Krempetz’s set design feels like it’s been plucked straight from a postcard of small-town America, complete with weathered wood and that unmistakable diner charm. Michele Samuels’ lighting design subtly shifts to mirror the characters’ emotional journeys, and Valera Coble’s costumes are perfectly small-town chic, if such a thing exists.

The Barn Theatre, nestled in the Marin Art and Garden Center, is the perfect setting for this intimate production. You feel like you’re right there in the diner, sharing a cup of coffee with Percy and the gang. And while the themes of redemption and community are timeless, there’s something about seeing this story now—at the start of a new year—that feels particularly fitting.


Don’t Miss This Community Gem

The Spitfire Grill isn’t flashy or over-the-top, and that’s its magic. It’s a show that feels like a warm hug, a good meal, or a deep conversation with an old friend. If you’re looking for theater that’s honest, moving, and just plain good for the soul, this one’s for you.


Tickets

The Spitfire Grill runs through February 23, at the Barn Theatre in the Marin Art and Garden Center campus in Ross.
Tickets $40 ($43.80 with booking fee) $25 for preview and ages 18 and under ($27 with booking fee)
Box Office boxoffice@rossvalleyplayers.com
Visit Ross Valley Players Online for showtimes and ticket availability

Mary Shelley’s Body

By Joseph Cillo

 

A Mesmerizing Theatrical Journey into the Gothic

Sheri Lee Miller delivers a masterful performance in this haunting and deeply moving one-woman production. Written by David Templeton, this play is steeped in historical authenticity, capturing the life and legacy of Mary Shelley with extraordinary depth and humanity. The minimalist yet atmospheric staging enhances the storytelling, drawing the audience into a world where love, loss, and creativity collide.

Miller’s portrayal of Mary Shelley is both captivating and intimate. Dressed in a ghostly white gown, she moves fluidly across the stage, using the stark gray stone crypt as both a resting place and a platform for her storytelling. The sepulchral setting is complemented by dim, shadowy lighting that creates a haunting atmosphere, making the audience feel as though they are witnesses to a ghost’s final confession.

David Templeton’s script, based on Mary Shelley’s letters, journals, and archival documents, breathes life into her remarkable story. The narrative explores the genesis of Frankenstein during the famed “Year Without a Summer” and delves into Mary’s relationships with figures like Percy Bysshe Shelley and Lord Byron. Templeton’s concept of “flesh stories” makes Mary Shelley feel real and relatable, connecting the audience to her joys, sorrows, and creative triumphs.

This production is not a fast-paced thriller but rather a reflective, intimate ghost story. It may not be to everyone’s taste, but for those who appreciate character-driven theater, it is a mesmerizing experience. The themes of death, legacy, and resilience resonate deeply, making Mary Shelley’s Body a production that lingers long after the curtain falls.

Photo Credit: Eric Chazankin

Don’t Miss This Extraordinary Journey
Mary Shelley’s Body is a haunting exploration of one woman’s life and legacy, brought to life through Sheri Lee Miller’s unforgettable performance and David Templeton’s poetic script. Whether you’re a fan of Gothic literature, history, or masterful storytelling, this production is a must-see.


Tickets

Mary Shelley’s Body runs through February 2, in the Bette Condiotti Experimental Theatre at the Spreckels Performing Arts Center.
Tickets $14 to $32
Box Office 707-588-3400
Visit Spreckels Online for showtimes and ticket availability.

Present Laughter

By Joseph Cillo

 

Sparkling, Door-Slamming, Over-the-Top Hilarity

Present Laughter at Novato Theater Company is like a perfectly shaken martini—crisp, a little extravagant, and guaranteed to make you smile. Directed by Carl Jordan, this Noël Coward classic starts out fairly tame, with Garry Essendine (David Abrams) in a romantic entanglement with the starry-eyed Daphne Stillington (Tina Traboulsi). But don’t let the slow burn fool you. Before long, people are popping out of doors like toast from a five-slot toaster, each bringing more absurdity and hilarity than the last. You don’t just watch the comedy build—you feel it, like waiting for the next slam or quirky entrance, and boy, do they deliver.

David Abrams is pitch-perfect as Garry, a vain matinee idol whose life is more dramatic than anything onstage. He pouts, he preens, he charms—and he somehow manages to keep his composure as the chaos around him spirals. Tina Traboulsi plays Daphne with bubbly, wide-eyed mischief, and Thomas Peterson’s Roland Maule is a delightfully oddball wildcard, the kind of guy who makes you laugh just by standing there looking like he’s thinking too hard. Heather Shepardson’s Monica Reed slices through the madness with razor-sharp wit, Kevin Allen’s Morris Dixon rolls his eyes in all the right places, and Shirley Nilsen Hall brings just the right dose of deadpan as Miss Erikson. Honestly, though, the whole cast shines. There’s not a weak link in the bunch—they’re like a comedic relay team, and nobody drops the baton.

Photo Credit: Jere Torkelsen

Carl Jordan keeps the action moving at a brisk clip, orchestrating Coward’s rapid-fire dialogue and physical comedy with precision. The set—five doors that see more traffic than a 24-hour diner—is practically a character in itself, and the costumes add a dash of glamour to the chaos. As the action crescendos, the audience can’t help but revel in the brilliance of every slam, twist, and turn.

Present Laughter isn’t just a comedy—it’s a full-blown riot of laughter, charm, and theatrical magic. Grab a seat, hold on tight, and prepare for a night you’ll be grinning about long after the doors finally stop slamming.


Tickets

Present Laughter runs through February 16, at Novato Theater Company.
Tickets range from $30 to $40, depending on seating and performance date.
Performances include evening and matinee options, with accessible seating available.

For full schedule and to purchase tickets, visit Novato Theater Company or call (415) 883-4498