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True Community Theater: The LA Poverty Dept

Post pandemic, there’s been an uptick in conversations around the relationship between community and the theater.  Concerns have risen as regional theaters have reduced their offerings or closed altogether.  So when I was invited to a discussion entitled “How Theater Serves Community, and Community Serves Theater” I quickly signed up.  The event was being hosted by Bob Ost of Theater Resources Unlimited (TRU), a supportive group of playwrights, producers, writers and promoters.  Their COVID-motivated move to Zoom in April of 2020 has so far resulted in 175 conversation involving many TRU associates who live outside the New York City area where the organization was founded.  Although the evening was not what I had expected from the subject line, it was fascinating and ultimately quite moving.  

The guest speaker, John Malpede, heads up an unusual ensemble.  He is the Artistic Director of Los Angeles Poverty Department (LAPD, a deliberately stinging abbreviation).  The members of his ever-changing troupe are homeless.  The company grew out of Malpede’s meetings with activists from skid row and has been nurtured using his experiences gained in workshops throughout lower Manhattan.  He originally moved to the west coast to do outreach for the Inner City Law Center, and found overlap with his in-the-moment listening skills developed as as a performance artist.  Built on a firm foundation of compassion and Malpede’s knowing approach, the LAPD has continued to thrive for over 30 years.  For many, their participation in the project has been literally life changing.  

Malpede keeps the productions inclusive, which is a balm to those who are used to being marginalized or completely ignored.  With an open heart as well as open ears, he is able to tap into their natural creativity.  Most works start by improvising around an agreed-upon scenario.  This way even those with poor reading skills can be involved.  The process evolves like a huge trust-building excise with the constituents.   In lieu of a dedicated venue, the neighborhood has offered up offices, computer rooms, and other shared spaces that are available rent free usually after hours. No tickets are sold and promotion is almost exclusively through word of mouth.  Financial support comes through community grants, humanitarian support, and in-kind contributions.

The LAPD circa 2018; photo courtesy of The 18th Street Arts Center of Santa Monica

Most shows begin as a riff around a current high profile issue.  Representative Maxine Waters gave LAPD a transcript from a congressional hearing which they were able to perform in the style of Is This A RoomBack Nine grew from a movement to rezone a golf course, which raised awareness about the impact the elimination of public land has on the homeless.  State of Incarceration, which was presented in the Queens Museum in New York City, explored prison overcrowding by having the performers literally pressing in around the audience, referred to as “the witnesses”.  Their most recognized show was the B-movie style No Stone for Studs Schwarz. Inspired by the killing of several homeless people who had been sleeping on the streets near Chinatown, it featured a cast of 15. There was no “hard” script, so the outcome was slightly different each night, lending a genuine quality to every viewing. It ran for nearly a year, achieving a cult following.

For some participants, the LAPD theater program works as a springboard to a new chapter in their lives.  A paralegal is able to learn more about their issues and help them gain entry into the right city programs.  Still others have stayed with the population in order to improve policies and conditions for the unhoused.  Visit LAPovertyDept.org  if you would like to learn more about this extraordinary group or watch one of their programs.  To receive the Zoom invitation for future TRU meetings, email TRUnltd@aol.com with “Zoom Me” in the subject header.  There is a small attendance fee for non-TRU members.

The Heart Sellers – Streaming

There are many recent plays and movies that investigate the immigrant experience.  Most scout the important but familiar terrain of fear and pain resulting from being in our country illegally.  The Heart Sellers takes on far less explored territory by rolling back to the early 1970s.  The two young women involved — one from the Philippines, the other from Korea — have been able to move to the United States under the provisions of the Hart-Celler Act.  This law made major changes to our immigration policy, making it easier for people from Asia and other areas previously discriminated against to come here for work.  In the case of Luna and Jane, their husbands are both in residential rotation at the local hospital.  But the wives have had to leave their dreams and most of what had given their lives meaning back in their home countries.  When fate brings them together in the supermarket on Thanksgiving, they make the most of the opportunity to find connection in what has been a very lonely world.

With an adept ear for dialogue, playwright Lloyd Suh treats us to a fabric of rich detail while keeping the conversation flowing.  His examination of the cultural norms of 1970s America is both funny and touching.  Luna and Jane’s exchange is at first realistically halting as they each employ their second language in search of common ground.  Scenic and costume designer Junghyun Georgia Lee sets the perfect tone, literally putting the two women in a tiny box that encloses the stage.  Luna’s apartment is dressed in wild and warm shades and the character herself appears in bright pink.  Matching that colorful energy, Jenna Agbayani’s Luna is buzzy and overly familiar, high on adrenaline from her daring step of inviting Jane into her home.  In contrast, Judy Song, making her North American stage debut, keeps Jane as fact-based as her earth and sky outfit would suggest.  Only when she changes into Luna’s flowered “house clothes” does her imagination soar.  

Judy Song, Jenna Agbayani; photo by T Charles Erickson

Echoing the characters’ testing of their lives’ constrictions, director May Adrales has created something of a dance for Luna and Jane within the small space.  The pacing of the piece is as zestful as the women’s search for friendship.  With its mixture of viewpoints and high level of intimacy, The Heart Sellers is a great choice for a hybrid production.  The On-Demand version was filmed at the Huntington’s Calderwood Pavilion in Boston on December 6 and is beautifully produced and edited by Kligerman Productions.

Though set during a November holiday, The Heart Sellers is a delightful treat for the end of a tough year and a hopeful start to the new one.  It is as warm and sweet as the yams the women devour with joy and gusto.  $30 digital tickets are still available at https://www.huntingtontheatre.org/whats-on/the-heart-sellers/  and can be used any time before January 6, 2024.  Playback is smooth and easy, with quality sound and image.  Runtime is 95 minutes.

Australian Theatre Live – Orange Thrower

For a little over a year, the non-profit Australian Theatre Live has made some of that continent’s most innovative stage productions available on demand.  Much like the New York Public Library’s Theatre on Film and Tape Archive, the platform also serves to preserve the works of a variety of performing artists. ATL is making their official US debut by hosting two public screenings — the second of which is in New York tomorrow* — as a springboard for building a relationship with a new audience. In addition to attracting theater lovers and fellow artists, they are offering an education-specific subscription service to bring this enriching content into the classroom.

For my introduction to the platform, I chose Kirsty Marillier’s Orange Thrower presented by the Griffin Theatre Company.  Griffin is Australia’s only theatre company that is dedicated exclusively to producing new playwrights.  Their Stables Theatre is a 105 seat house with a “kite shaped” stage that promotes a distinct and intimate relationship between performers and viewers.  That vibrancy translated well to the digital realm where director Peter Hiscock used three cameras to bring the home audience into the world created on stage by director/musician/performer Zindzi Okenyo.

The 80 minute comedic drama covers familiar territory from a unique perspective.  There is a layer of the mystical which is fittingly never fully explained.  This is not just a coming-of-age story, but rather one of coming-into-being.  We meet Zadie (Gabriela Van Wyk), a young woman of African decent living in a white suburban development, ironically called Paradise.  While she has code switched to the point of being almost permanently “on,” her younger sister Vimsey (Mariama Whitton) cannot wait to escape to a big city like Johannesburg where she’d find more people who look like her and share her perspective.  Their conflicting views are heightened when the two girls receive an unexpected visitor, Stekkie (director Okenyo) while their parents are away in South Africa.  Rounding out the cast is Callan Colley who provides brightness and levity in his two catalytic roles.  

Gabriela Van Wyk, Mariama Whitton and Callan Colley in Orange Thrower, a Griffin Theatre Company production available on ATL; photo by Brett Boardman

Designer Jeremy Allen’s set is centered around an open rectangle which is both a physical and a metaphorical window.  The moody lighting by Verity Hampson and a soundscape by Benjamin Pierpoint in which memories make a noise add to the feeling of otherworldliness.  Easily changed costumes topped off by Dynae Wood’s perfect wigs complete the imagery.  There is a warning that the production includes depictions of drug use, gun violence and mature themes, though these moments are nearly dreamlike.

During the pandemic, some American theatre companies offered a streaming option, but more often in the US the art form has been entangled in red tape and mismanagement. The on-demand vault of Australian Theatre Live currently has 26 entries created in partnership with nearly two dozen theatres and arts organizations.  It illustrates the value of making theatre accessible to everyone whether they live miles from a venue, have limited income, or have mobility issues.  As important, every cent of a $7.99 per month subscription goes to supporting the artists.  Learn more at https://australiantheatre.live/.  

* New Yorkers: You can join ATL for the New York debut of Indigenous artist Dylan Van Den Berg’s Whitefella Yella Tree, another Griffin Theatre Company production, at the Australian Theatre Festival (1350 Avenue of the Americas, Suite 2400), on November 16, at 7:30 p.m. (doors open at 7:00 p.m.)  To  register your interest in attending, please fill out this form.

Merry Me

The new comedy Merry Me has plenty going for it.  The layered writing by Hanson Jung is packed with witty spins on pop culture and references to classicists from Euripides to Shakespeare all built around a structure most similar to a Restoration Comedy.  The cast — everyone making a New York Theatre Workshop debut — is masterful.  It would be easy to play up every clever note, which would also be exhausting.  Instead the punches are delivered in slowly rising waves under the direction of the always excellent Leigh Silverman.  It’s all quite attention getting and yet somehow lacks stickiness, which is not meant to be a sexy pun despite the prominence of bawdy humor in the dialogue.

Marinda Anderson, Esco Jouley, Shaunette Renee Wilson and Nicole Villamil in Merry Me; photo by Joan Marcus

The plot unfolds on the front lines of a war that has been paused by a well-known Angel (sassy  Shaunette Renée Wilson).  She introduces us to the interdependent characters as she and her cohorts manipulate their lives.  There is Lieutenant Shane Horne (magnetic Esco Jouléy) who having seduced the General’s Wife (pixieish Cindy Cheung) is on a quest for her next “Merry.”  Shane enlists the help of therapist Dr. Jess O’Nope (exuberant Marinda Anderson) to convince the rather dim General Memnon (David Ryan Smith with just the right amount of dopiness) that they are now heterosexual.  Meanwhile the General’s equally dim son Private Willy (Ryan Spahn taking the hit for cis white men everywhere) has smuggled his beautiful new wife Sapph (Nicole Villamil managing an incredible balancing act between allure and innocence) onto the base.  Bored out of her mind and her body, she dresses in “boy drag” in order to explore her surroundings and seek out Shane. 

Playwright Jung pulls in references from Illyria to Wakanda with a hefty serving of Kushner and a soupçon of E.L. James.  All of her characters are self aware and often speak in stage directions and subtext. The energy is that of an old-fashioned farce but the would-be cliches are almost literally turned on their heads.  Having directed many productions in the NYTW space, Leigh takes actions that would typical be horizontal and stages them vertically with wonderful results.  There is one tiny portable foley door that gets run in and out of, but for the most part that classic farcical piece is “performed” by a remarkable back wall designed by Rachel Hauck.  The effects are fully achieved with the help of Barbara Samuels lighting and Caroline Eng and Kate Marvin’s sound design.  

A combination of intellectual exercise and frank sexuality, unsurprisingly Merry Me is attracting an unusual blend of followers.  The age range of the audience was fresh out of college to well into AARP membership.  Faces represented the colors of the rainbow.  And reactions spanned from gently bobbing heads to energetic fist pumping.  Performances continue through November 19 at New York Theatre Workshop, 79 East 4th Street.  Runtime is 90 minutes with no intermission.  Full priced tickets are $65.  For more information visit https://www.nytw.org/show/merry-me/.    There is room in this world for something different even if it isn’t enduring.

Young, Gifted, and Black

Young, Gifted and Black lived up to its title with a lineup of talented musicians of color ranging in age from 12 to early 30s.  Most grew up in the neighborhood of the Classical Theatre of Harlem, which produced the evening as part of Bryant Park’s Picnic Performances.  Made available by Bank of America as a free first-come-first-serve live event with a streaming simulcast, the concert was enjoyed by over 4000 people according to Producing Artistic Director, Ty Jones, who hosted with sincere enthusiasm and praise.

The poised 12 year old pianist, Emery Mason, opened with three short pieces punctuated by the rapidly changing tempos of Debussy’s Cakewalk.  She was followed by 16-year-old Kaden Kennedy, a cellist who somehow also finds time to compete in track and field.  His selections honored both beauty with  Camille Saint-Saëns’ “Le Cygne” (“The Swan”) and pain with Élégie, Op. 24, which Gabriel Fauré wrote for his deceased wife.  Kennedy later returned to play Johann Sebastian Bach’s Cello Suite No. 1 in G major, an ambition of his since the age of 7.  Accomplished 15 year old Melissa Mosley — an attendee of the Special Music High School who recently returned from concerts in Canada — closed out the first part of the program with Chopin’s Nocturne in C-sharp minor and the downright jazzy 1984 composition by Nikolai Kapustin, Concert Etude, Op. 40, No. 3: Toccatina.

For her solo, 14 year old Roen Jones, who has performed in prominent public spaces including the Metropolitan Museum, chose Violin Partita No. 3 in E major by Johann Sebastian Bach, a work she said has made her a better violinist.  Wrapping up the instrumental portion was the extraordinary violinist/composer/teacher Edward W. Hardy.  He began with his own composition, Evolution, which required employing a variety of styles in a single song.  Commencing with musical phrases from Wading in the Water and inspired by the evolution of Black music, the piece was included in the opening night program at the Smithsonian’s African American Museum in Washington D.C.  After a smooth re-arrangement of Chopin and a swirling Tennessee Whiskey dedicated to his “Colorado Family” at the University of Northern Colorado, Hardy switched gears. As a child, his mother had encouraged him to play his violin in the subway as a way to build confidence in front of a crowd.  So he reached back to his hits previously heard in the 103rd street station.  Shouts of “OK!” and grass-muted toe-taps accompanied his rendition of If I Ain’t Got You by Alicia Keys.  He ultimately brought the crowd to its feet with his mind-blowing twist on Freddie Mercury’s Bohemian Rhapsody.   

As a coda to a lovely evening, Tony nominee Crystal Lucas-Perry interpreted a monologue from “Mother to Son” by Langston Hughes.  The words honored those who have smoothed the way and the power of a community to elevate others.  Then the mezzo-soprano ended on a literal high note with her performance of Greatest Love of All by Michael Masser.

With its approachable blend of classical and modern selections, The Classical Theatre of Harlem’s Young, Gifted and Black fulfilled its goal of shining a well-earned spotlight on the exceptional Black youth of New York City.  The full show is available to stream on demand at https://bryantpark.org/calendar/event/the-classical-theatre-of-harlem/2023-09-01.

Puffs (On Demand)

Imagine being one of the likely terrified lesser-known students at Hogwarts during the time of Harry Potter’s attendance.  That is the delightful conceit of Matt Cox’s Puffs, or Seven Increasingly Eventful Years at a Certain School of Magic and Magic, which ended its very successful New York run in August of 2019.  Wonderfully captured on film by its stage director Kristin McCarthy Parker with support from VirtualArtsTV, the show is coming to BroadwayHD beginning August 15.  Though performed with farcical pace and style, like the Boy Who Lived, Puffs never loses its soul.  The sendups are executed with obvious love for the original world and characters, which makes them far more potent and enjoyable for the true fans that make up the target audience.  

We are guided through the 7-year journey by a narrator (a quick and snappy A.J. Ditty) whose identity will eventually be revealed.  Around the time of Mr. Potter’s birth, another boy, Wayne Hopkins (a warm and sweet Zac Moon) was born and orphaned in England and then whisked away to his Uncle Dave in New Mexico.  One day, a passing owl drops a letter into their living room inviting the nerdy child to a school in his home country.  He finds himself sitting under a famed hat which determines he is a Puff, a House of seeming misfits. They are led by a very polite Cedric (an amusingly servile James Fouhey) and live in the school’s basement somewhere near the kitchen.  Wayne and his new friends Oliver Rivers (adorkable Langston Belton) and Megan Jones (Julie Ann Earls on the right side of edgy) hope to distinguish themselves and contribute to Cedric’s goal of “third place or nothing”.

(Front row) Jessie Cannizzaro, Zac Moon, James Fouhey, Stephen Stout, (Back row) Madeleine Bundy, Langston Belton, Andy Miller, Eleanor Philips (L-R); photo by HUNTER CANNING

Their story plays out Rosencrantz and Guildenstern-like, with that of Harry (a pointedly irritating Madeleine Bundy), Hermione (a wig) and Ron (a mop) unspooling in the background.  Cast members take on over three dozen characters with admirable range and assurance.  A knowledge of the Harry Potter film series is essential for truly appreciating the hilarious and multilayered impressions from Stephen Stout’s spot-on Alan Rickman as a Certain Potions Teacher to Eleanor Philips as a squeamish Death Eater.  Familiarity with a certain 2008 rom-com will add laughs to Nick Carrillo’s wild about-last-night improv.  The ensemble is rounded out by Jessie Cannizzaro and Andy Miller playing opposite ends of the outcast spectrum among other roles.

Cox’s inventive script is a total triumph. The visual wizardry emanates from director Parker’s stagecraft along with the talents of her remarkable artistic team. Magical elements  — including a Dementor so smartly designed it should get its own standing-o — are made possible by sets, props and costumes all impressively conceived by Madeleine Bundy.  These clever and colorful elements are supported by lighting effects by Herrick Goldman and original music by Brian Hoes that recalls just enough of John William’s themes.

Shown in theaters for only two nights, Puffs, or Seven Increasingly Eventful Years at a Certain School of Magic and Magic will be available On Demand at BroadwayHD.  The production is recommended for those 13+ and runs just short of 2 hours.  The mid-credit outtakes add an extra sprinkle of joy to the fun-filled viewing.

The Half-God of Rainfall

At a time when the performing arts are struggling, it is fitting that the wonderful New York Theatre Workshop is hosting a theatrical event that takes much of its inspiration from the early Greeks.  Similar to the dramas of that time, The Half-God of Rainfall combines elements of religious mythology, social commentary, and contemporary politics.

The piece opens with a nod to the ancient tradition of oral storytelling as the players introduce themselves with their real names along with their god-selves.  Working together, the performers weave a tapestry of poetry and dance as they tell the tale of Demi, the product of a particularly violent rape by Zeus: one of many abuses perpetrated by the King of the Gods against human women.  Having won a wager with Sàngó, a fellow god of Thunder, Zeus took as his prize Modúpé, who almost instantly gives birth to a half-god child, Demi.  His despair can make rivers rise and his rage can make it rain.  But his real power manifests on the modern basketball court where every shot is a winner. Despite his many victories, his smoldering rage against his father always burns.

In this realm, the gods of all traditions know one another and many are no better than the mortals over whom they have dominion.  Encompassing so many deeply felt themes occasionally bends the narration out of shape, but the dazzling visuals and all encompassing soundscape keep you enraptured. The audience was invested enough that towards the end they elicited a loud gasp at a critical moment.  While some familiarity with the various pantheons would be helpful, playwright Inua Ellams includes enough background information that the plot can be followed without it.  Even the basketball reference are based on pop culture and never “inside baseball” as it were.

Taibi Magar’s direction is masterful, filling the scene with otherworldly energy enhanced by movement director Orlando Patoboy.  She also incorporates Orisha movement choreographed by Beatrice Capote.  The set by Riccardo Hernández with projections designed by Tal Yarden is in constant motion with swirling images of clouds, water, and the cosmos itself.  The stage continues the natural theme, covered in black sand that moves and lets out a soft crunch beneath the actors’ feet.  The physical experience is expanded with the sound design of Mikaal Sulaiman and lighting designed by Stacey Derosier.  Costume designer Linda Cho builds on basic black towards the shimmering waters of a fertility goddess.

The ensemble moves with fluidity throughout the work, their disparate voices adding variation to the verse.  Mister Fitzgerald gives Demi a radiant joy.  Jennifer Mogbock brings both strength and warmth to Modúpé, her body moving with the combined powers of grace and strength.  Jason Bowen as Sàngó and Patrice Johnson Chevannes as Osún make a fittingly splendid couple under whose protection Modúpé lives.  Kelley Curran’s Hera and Michael Laurence’s Zeus employ unnecessary Greek accents, but the two shine in their other supporting roles.  Only Lizan Mitchell over-modulates, consequently distorting her lines as the trickster Elegba and several other deities. 

Mister Fitzgerald as Demi, The Half-God of Rainfall; photo by Joan Marcus

As many Greek heroes learned, a great adventure often begins by being blown off course.  This production was disrupted by COVID only to wind up in just the right hands.  The result is an ambitious epic that draws a diverse audience much needed by today’s theater world.  Despite its themes, The Half-God of Rainfall is a human-level spectacle born of collaboration and heart.  (There is a trigger warning for a depictions of sexual violence and a use of flashing lights and haze for dramatic effect.)  Performances continue at the New York Theatre Workshop (79 East 4th Street) through August 20 and $65 tickets are available at https://www.nytw.org/show/the-half-god-of-rainfall/.  Runtime is about 90 minutes and mask-only performances are available.  A co-production of NYTW and Harvard’s American Repertory Theater, the show will be moving next to Cambridge, MA in September.

Primary Trust

I usually don’t make my reviews personal, but my experience while watching Primary Trust and the themes within this gorgeously crafted play are inexorably intertwined.  With gentle brushstrokes, Eboni Booth introduces us to 38 year old Kenneth, one of the few Black people living in Cranberry, a suburb of Rochester, New York.  His ethnicity is only a minor contributor to Kenneth’s isolation.  Having lived an extremely restricted life since the death of his mother when he was only ten, Kenneth’s coping mechanisms are intricate and ritualized.  But somehow his idiosyncrasy has left him uniquely suited to meeting people at their own level.

There is a deliberate “let’s pretend” quality to the entire production.  From the opening moments, Kenneth speaks directly to us in his halting and self-reflecting style.  Long thoughtful pauses rest between effervescent bursts of storytelling.  All the activity comes with musical accompaniment composed by Luke Wygodny, punctuated by the ding of an “order up” bell.  Marsha Ginsberg’s whimsical scenic design takes the phrase “small town” and makes it literal, including a miniature church, bank, and big box store alongside Wally’s, the tiki bar that serves as Kenneth’s sanctuary.  Lighting by designer Isabella Byrd leaves long shadows on the ground well before winter sets in.  Costume designer Qween Jean employs a more muted color palate than her signature style until an essential jacket makes its appearance at a pivotal moment. Two actors play multiple roles, sometimes barely turning around before switching.  Yet the play is never anything less than genuine and heartfelt.  The entire audience was sufficiently swept up to respond emotionally to every turn.

William Jackson Harper is utterly perfect as Kenneth, balancing warmth, vulnerability, fear and heart.  It’s Harper’s first stage appearance since 2017 and it was my first live theater attendance since March of 2020.  Previously, theater played a major role in my life.  Many of my friends come from that world and it was often the way I entertained others.  Vacations have been planned around seeing a specific work or actor. The temporary loss of that pursuit was profound.  But Primary Trust is all about bringing people in.  At its core is the celebration of coming out of seclusion.  To have Kenneth welcome me as a member of the audience into his life could not have been more impactful. And though I don’t have much more in common with the character, I do share his deep belief in the power of one good friend.

Jay O. Sanders, William Jackson Harper, and Eric Berryman; photo by Joan Marcus

Director Knud Adams, who often works with new material, delicately mines Booth’s script, uncovering the layers of joy, sorrow and hope. Providing support and stability for Kenneth is his best friend Bert, played with sweet good nature by Eric Berryman.  Jay O. Sanders seems to be having the time of his life portraying (among other characters) Kenneth’s two very different bosses.  The first — the owner of a bookstore— has the difficult task of laying Kenneth off after twenty years of a comfortable relationship.  The loss of his job shatters the comfortable if confining structure of Kenneth’s life, and the chink of light shining through the holes is both frightening and filled with possibility.  Helping Kenneth step through the gap is April Matthis’s Corinna, the only one of a multitude of Wally Waiters who wants to see Kenneth as more than an eccentric customer.  Completing the ensemble is a Musician played by understudy Paul Lincoln in the performance I attended.  So essential is he in setting the beat and tone, that Mr. Lincoln received his own loud round of applause.

Roundabout has obviously worked to make this production inclusive.  The company offers clear and sensible guidelines to audience members and the staff makes themselves very available to help.  To get you in the mood for what is to come, the lobby has been decorated to resemble a tiki bar, complete with projected fish tank and artificial grass.  The ticket confirmation warns audience members not to arrive late.  I can only reemphasize their strong recommendation.  Missing any of the first few minutes of the show will leave you with quite the wrong impression of what is transpiring.

Primary Trust is a work of true beauty.  It was nurtured at the 2021 Ojai Playwrights Conference and is a recipient of an Edgerton Foundation New Play Award.  Running time is an absorbing 95 minutes with a realistic denouement.  It is playing at the Laura Pels Theater in the Harold and Miriam Steinberg Center for Theatre (111 West 46th Street) through Sunday, July 2.  (Note that Harper is out the weekend of June 9.)  Tickets start at $56.  $4.95 COVID cancelation insurance is available.  Visit www.roundabouttheatre.org for additional information including special performances.

College Fun

When I heard there was a theater troupe called the Frog & Peach, I simply had to see what they were up to.  Though they were founded in large part to make Shakespeare more accessible to a broad audience, their most recent production, College Fun, is a 35 minute long sharp-edged satire written by founding company member Ted Zurkowski.  With its setting at an elite university in Southern California and its relentless puncturing of a certain brand of authority figure, it reflects many of the qualities of Beyond the Fringe, the innovators of the routine about the world’s most revolting restaurant.

A lifetime member of The Actors Studio, Mr. Zurkowski has recently been focused on the musical portion of his career.  It would appear that for the creation of College Fun, he drew on his past experience as a teacher of theater history. The objects of his ire are those in the education community who employ the language of Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion without embracing or even understanding the movement.  Buzz words like “unpack,” “curate,” and “thought leader” are tossed around as if their mere use can take the place of their intended, beneficial goals.  

The cast features DazMann Still as the Everyman Teacher appropriately named Professor Jones, a black member of the theater department who who has somehow triggered one of his rich white students.  Alyssa Diamond’s wildly inappropriate Dr. Ram is the first to confront him, though she won’t even tell him the nature of the offense or who filed the complaint.  Filling in some of the blanks is Jonathan Reed Wexler as the over-the-top flamboyant Dr. Queeg.  It falls to the questionable power figure Dr. Pane, portrayed by Anuj Parikh, to complete the increasingly ridiculous picture. 

DazMann Still, Anuj Parikh, Alyssa Diamond and Jonathan Reed Wexler in College Fun

The one-night performance of College Fun was made possible in part by the NYC Department of Cultural Affairs. It was staged at the Marjorie S. Deane Little Theatre, a 145 seat house in the West Side YMCA near Lincoln Center.  As explained on the Frog & Peach Theatre’s website, the charming co-founder Lynnea Benson was chosen as the director because she’s the “least hammy and most wily” among them.  She made use of the physicality of her actors and a well-chosen wardrobe to give color to the simple set of a few wooden chairs, two tables, and a sad potted plant as background.  Diamond, Wexler, and Parikh previously worked together in the company’s production of As You Like It, giving them a familiarity that is useful to Still as his character navigates a progressively surreal landscape.  At key points, Professor Jones speaks directly to the audience as if to acknowledge that any discussion with his idiotic interrogators is pointless.

Zurkowski and Benson are now developing a new work, Verbatim, with Estelle Parsons and Austin Pendleton, so stay tuned.

Peter Pan Goes Wrong

Conceived in 2008 by students at the London Academy of Music and Dramatic Arts and nourished during an Edinburgh Fringe Festival, the Olivier Award winning Mischief Theatre has made being silly into a sincere mission.  Their Goes Wrong… series has won dedicated fans around the English-speaking world.  Fortunately for those who don’t have one of their creations nearby, several of their plays are available for streaming.  Just added to the line-up is Peter Pan Goes Wrong, the kind of crowd pleaser that gets nominated for three Broadway.com Audience Choice Awards.  

The performance on BroadwayHD originally aired on BBC1 on New Years Eve of 2016. It features David Suchet as the narrator, a role currently portrayed by Neil Patrick Harris in the Broadway production that was inspired by this special.  Using five cameras, the show was filmed in front of a very enthusiastic and in-the-know live audience. Director Dewi Humphreys made use of the television studio setting to add comedic elements. Close-ups that reinforce the physical gags are the trade-off for not being able to take in the entire stage.  The colorful staging earned a lighting award for designer Martin Kempton.  

A zesty example of Mischief’s body of work, Pan stars David Hearn, Henry Lewis, Charlie Russell, Jonathan Sayer, Henry Shield, and Nancy Zamit who are still with the company.  Current members in smaller roles are Harry Kershaw, Bryony Corrigan and Mike Brodie.  The ensemble is rounded out by Chris Leask, Ellie Morris, Adam Meegido (who directed the original stage version), Greg Tannahill.  It is hard to single out any one performer since they are so interdependent.  But my admiration is boundless for Zamit who flies through more than just Tinkerbell with the aid of break-away costumes by Roberto Surace.  Songs by Mischief’s Rob Falconer and Richard Baker remind us of the shear talent of this troupe.

Nancy Zamit, Greg Tannahill, and Dave Hearn in Peter Pan Goes Wrong

Mischief members Henry Lewis, Jonathan Sayer, and Henry Shields liberally adapted J.M. Barrie’s story of the boy who wouldn’t grow up.  Their loose interpretation opens backstage where Suchet introduces us to the fictional Cornley Drama Society mockumentary style, providing background for jokes that will unfold over the course of the show.  Some of the well-known story elements remain: Peter Pan comes to the Darlings’ home to retrieve his shadow.  The children fly away with him to Neverland where the nasty Captain Hook seeks revenge for the loss of his hand to a crocodile.  But as the piece’s title would suggest, the production is plagued by issues from actors who forget their lines to designer Harry Banks’s fanciful sets that don’t work as intended.  It is quite a feat to pretend to be so terrible while being genuinely funny.  Even when you sense a set-up, the pay-off is always somewhere to the left of what you expected.  Several bits have their origins in “panto,” a comedic British theatrical form that uses well-known fairytales and encourages the audience to shout out to the players.  Some reactions were practiced, but one particularly witty off-the-cuff heckle was left in the final cut.

With a run-time of just over an hour and an emphasis on physical humor, Peter Pan Goes Wrong is a true family entertainment.  Also available on BroadwayHD are The Goes Wrong Show —12 half hour episodes — and A Christmas Carol Goes Wrong co-starring the magnificent Diana Rigg and Derek Jacobi.  You can learn more at https://www.broadwayhd.com/categories/recently-added.