Tuesday, March 4, 2025
Sunday, March 2, 2025
Keegan Theatre: Hand to God
Rarely during the course of a play unfamiliar to me do I find myself thinking -- HOLY SHIT! This happened a couple of times during "Hand to God" by Robert Askins at Keegan Theatre. The run ends tomorrow, but I would suggest to any local theater folks this one is worth getting the last ticket for.
In a nutshell it is a tale told by 5 actors. A horny Lutheran Pastor, a Grieving Housewife with enough guilt to sink the Titanic all over again, her teenage son, who is pretty fucked up over the death of his father and his mother's dysfunctional life, and two other teenagers who also go to the church. The Mother has started a puppet ministry to channel her energies with three teenage members. One only joined in the hopes of fucking her--some wishes do come true... But the crux of the story belongs to her son, Jasone and his puppet, Tyrone. As the story unfolds, the place where Jasone stops and Tyrone starts becomes more and more blurred, even as the puppet becomes more and more Satanic. The comedy is dark, the satire is ship smart, and the violence alarming and bloody! One of the funniest moments is when two of the puppets engage in a prolonged sexual romp while the actors playing the teenagers have a mostly banal conversation of the meaning of life. I mean, Holy Shit! Right?All five members of this cast were new to me. Each displayed a dedication to their character that seemed to strengthen with the synergy found in a well oiled machine. And yet the star was clearly Drew Sharpe as Jasone/Tyrone. The amount of shear energy exerted in playing two characters (and one a puppet whose carefully choreographed movements nearly made you for get that it was not an autonomous member of the cast) was nearly exhausting to just watch. It was a tour de force performance the likes of which makes theatre such an exciting proposition.
The sets were mounted as a triad on a rotating stage, and by the end the main area depicting the Church basement was pretty much trashed to hell by the devil puppet and his helpless human minion. The show had barely ended with a well deserved standing ovation--that I initiated, I might add, when the stage crew appeared and started washing away the blood. I didn't realize it at the time, but in the final scene when our conflicted protagonist takes a hammer to his puppet hand to "kill" the demon, some of the blood was flung so far that it spattered audience members in part of the front row. Fortunately, my seat was row E!
"Hand to God" was a wild ride that entertained and shocked while still making a point. There are some things that are just more fundamental and true than religion...hand to God! In a very deliberate choice, the press packet photos contain none of the wild or gory images to come later in the play.
Thursday, February 27, 2025
Tuesday, February 25, 2025
Sunday, February 23, 2025
Constellation Theatre: Constellations
It is the story of a two people who's lives are spliced and re-spliced by cosmic string theory into permutation after permutation of their possible lives. From banal to profound, from tragic to whimsical with each flicker from a star somewhere the moment shifts. It is a dense, but doable story that ends where it existed: in one fleeting moment full of possibility in a universe where all that is is possible.
The set-up was in the round with an immersive design that immediately suggested a cross between floating in space and being inside the belly of the whale. Shout out to Sarah Reed for her scenic design and Alberto Segarra for lighting that really was dynamically intertwined with the sets. Both actors: Dina Soltan and Tony Nam were captivating in their commitments to the moments, moments that turned on the face of a dime--like that liveliest of all coins spinning and falling heads, then tails, and then which ever way, again and again--they were there, as if each moment were being realized for the first and only time. Overall, a delightful production with just one caveat. Assuming that Nick Payne is British, for reasons that added absolutely no value at all to the production, the actors spoke with British accents. It was the one choice that I questioned, the one component without value added.
Cold Cat Saturday @ Maryland Zoo: Me and Davis
With temps hovering around freezing, even the bright sunlight couldn't take the edge off. Volunteered from 10 to noon. The first hour was almost exclusively me and our Cheetah, Davis. Not bad company when you stop and think about it.
Sunday, February 16, 2025
Arena Stage: "The Bedwetter: A New Musical By Sarah Silverman"
The plot is made up of the key moments from her 10th year, the year her parents divorced and she and her older sister started at a new school, the only Jews in a WASPy suburb somewhere in New Hampshire. Besides her sister we meet her mother, father and paternal grandmother, each of whom carries enough baggage to easily sink her adolescent lifeboat; her mother's bedridden anxiety, her father's epic philandering and compulsive adultery, her grandmother's chronic alcoholism. The boat remains afloat because Sarah's indomitable character uses all the simmering sadness to fuel her quirky resilience. In one number she turns a group of girls at her new school into her pose by performing celebrity impressions. Impressions of their farts! Her own Achilles' Tendon is her nocturnal urination. At one point during a sleepover she is tenuously close to being found out, when suddenly the news of John Lennon's assassination save the day! But eventually, her new friends discover the truth and she is cast into a deep depression where drugs flow in her direction and suddenly she's dreaming of dancing Xanax and joining in performing a frenetic Rockette's inspired dance line. Her mother's obsession with TV and her fathers ubiquitous presence on it featured in adds for his discount clothing store weave a how of personalities in and out the events from Phil Donahue to Johnny Carson, and in particular Miss New Hampshire. It's in one of these surrealistic moments that Sarah discovers a truth about the beauty pageant runner-up that transforms her life and restores her equilibrium.
This is not "The Bedwetter's" first time at the Rodeo. Originally produced Off-Broadway, the reception was tepid. And eerily like the main character herself, Sarah picked the show up, got an additional lyricist & composer and set to work tightening, clarifying, adding in a couple of new numbers, taking on at least one current Broadway A-lister, Shoshana Bean to play her mother. From the start, you are captivated by the young actor playing Sarah, Aria Kane, who explodes with energy and charm and quirkiness. With a total cast of eleven, and the rapid-fire nature of the scene changes there is a flow to the production that makes no room for error. Everyone was on cue, and everyone, in one way or another, had a "their moment" in the show, too. A nod to the generosity of the creator. If profanity's not your thing, then don't go. If, however, you enjoy little shows about big ideas with a generous heart--go. It may never make it to Broadway, but I promise it will create a spot in your heart.
Saturday, February 8, 2025
1st Stage: The Lake Effect
"The Lake Effect" is a play written by Rajiv Joseph in 2013. He is best known for this Pulitzer short-listed play "Bengal Tiger at the Baghdad Zoo". The story is centered in Cleveland, OH where he grew up and feature a trio of actors, estranged brother and sister Vijay and Priya who have returned home at the death of their father, and an odd customer, an African American man, Bernard, who over the course of a single year knows about their father than either of his children. Bernard's involvement in the family was predicated on a bizarre incident involving their father who has left him all of his estate and worldly possessions in his will. There are clever plot twists and moments of genuine humor tossed in amongst the anger, sorrow and resentments that arise in the characters of the siblings. The acting was uneven, which left the climax flat; however, the work of Jonathan del Palmer as Bernard was still quite compelling and carried the play at times when the energy of the other actors was wanting or inconsistent.
The set was lovely, shout out to Kathryn Kawecki.
The production was slated to start at 2:00 PM, and at 2 the house manager stepped out to announce a 30 minute technical delay and free wine and Doritos as the consolation prize. The only technical thing that I could imagine was that one of the actors was running late. The mostly Social Security crowd seemed quite and away pleased with the snacks and booze, and the air around me took on a decidedly tangy-yeasty tinge. I finished the NYTimes crossword on my phone.
Wednesday, January 29, 2025
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Wednesday, January 8, 2025
A Blast from the Past: Original Art
Images from a trip to the National Arboretum that I took with my beloved dog, Romeo (2011 - 2023). Today I received the gift of a painting made from one of these images by my friend, Barbara--who is an artist.
What joy!