Archive for August, 2010

18
Aug
10

We Are All Winners

Salutations Pan a Play readers!

If you have not done so already, please take a (almost painless, Morley promises) moment to visit the “2010 Elly Ceremony Facebook Blog”.  Yours truly is a guest correspondent.  But it is of this critic’s opinion that you will be pleasantly surprised and mildly entertained by their candid, up-to-the-minute reports of Sacramento’s most prestigious awards show. There is a link included in this post.  For those of you who are unclear as to how this works, you drag your cursor to that link and click on it.  This shall take you to the page I have recommended for you.  You are guaranteed to be a winner!

http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/group.php?gid=118029041583386&v=wall

17
Aug
10

Four Moors Walk Into An Amphitheatre….

Othello was written during a time when England was on the cusp of a shift from Elizabethan England to Jacobean England. This shift left the nation in a state of uncertainty, apprehension, and quite importantly: transition.  This new Jacobean England discovered that perceived values were no longer absolute; they were relative and “in flux”.  Perhaps you are wondering why one would choose to bore their readership with seemingly dreary and superfluous information.  Two things are happening here and Morley shall break them down for you.

  1. This is called an introduction.  Its purpose is to set the tone.
  2. Once the aforementioned tone has been set, the author will state his/her purpose.  That is called a thesis.

Now that you understand I shall continue.

Director Luther Hanson opted for a theme for his current production.  This theme (though loosely achieved and dismally thought out) was to change the setting of Othello from the original historical time period of the early 1600’s (when England was exposed to societal changes, and an unfamiliar race) to 1920’s New Orleans…where there was no such shift.  One would hope this is perhaps a solitary mistake to mar the production; unfortunately for you (a fine member of the well-trained audience) that is not the case.  No, this kind of mistake is not unlike a Christmas fruitcake or a rotten sexually transmitted disease, “it’s the gift that keeps on giving.”  And give it does in a multitude of ways.

Watching this production left a feeling of longing…primarily a longing to injure the village of idiots parading around, but also a sense of longing for a director like Michelle Felten. This production of Othello could have utilized the benefit of Felten’s fine-tuned understanding of the theatre’s basic function. This is called telling a story.

Shakespeare’s Othello reflects a world once steeped in chivalry now learning the language of commerce and imperialism.  Othello’s character speaks of a language of chivalry, while Iago of commerce.  Again, we arrive back at the theme that nothing is quite as it seems in the midst of a societal shift, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.  Naturally one would find it confusing to see more than one Moorish character in Othello. In a play reflecting the previously mentioned themes, one would assume the strength of the piece is that Othello is not like the others.  Oh but silly me, we are in 1920’s New Orleans and no longer concerned with those issues.  Yes, Roderigo is a Moor, as is another cast member, who doesn’t portray the titular role.  This leads audience members, who are not familiar with the play, astray.  It is not this critic’s suggestion to invalidate non-traditional casting; it is this critic’s intention to make the argument that this great work is less likely to succeed in a setting that intends to focus on Othello’s striking differences, if other characters like him exist within the reality presented.

Roderigo, portrayed by Jason Oler, was not memorable.  This was due mostly to the distracting notion that a Moor vehemently dislikes our hero, a fellow…Moor.  Perhaps it is also due to Costume Designer Nicole Sivell‘s lack of distinction between Gregory Jolivette’s Othello and most of the other men in the cast.  These strapping, young juveniles courageously gallivant around Shawn Weinsheink‘s raked triangle set, in what are clearly uniforms from the Civil War.  Equally incongruous is Desdemona’s black dress because it did not exemplify Desdemona’s light nature in contrast to Othello’s dark nature.

Most notably, Jolivette’s Othello was more than exquisite.  Jolivette has a command of Shakespeare’s language not seen in the festival since the lovely Katherine Pappa.  Additionally, Jolivette exudes charm, with a wonderful presence.  This quickly became detrimental for his leading lady, Desdemona, played by Kirsten Myers.  She is lovely on sight, and a surprisingly sweet songbird.  Had she made even one decision as to why Desdemona is onstage with Othello and beefed up her volume, she may have begun the climb to meet Jolivette.

Iago was portrayed by Rod Breton.  There can be only one word to describe his performance: wrong.  Breton has a strong voice and large enough presence; yet the notion that Iago is boisterous and friendly not only destroys a major theme within the foundation of Othello, but it is terribly uninteresting.  Again one must remind the reader of Othello’s most prominent theme: things are not always what they seem.  Moreover, this characterization can seem confusing for the audience.  Bretons‘s Iago never made a distinction between the plotting and brooding side to counter-balance his boisterous persona.  Furthermore, the audience should at the minimum sense that something is not right with Iago.  That appeared to be overlooked by both Hanson and Breton.

Special mentions to the following performers: firstly to the jazz musician (Joe Gee) who was forced to honk out indistinguishable notes to accent pivotal (read: the director was confused) scenes. Also for astutely playing “A Day In the Life of a Fool” (1964) and “Blues In the Night” (1941) neither of which belong in the already established 1920’s theme.  Lastly, there was a fine young lady as a maid, whose artistic genius may be unsurpassable.  In the final scene, following the death of Desdemona, (which at this point has been shouted repeatedly in order to bring the entire festival populous into Othello’s bedroom) Emilia cries out, once again, of Desdemona’s death. This inspiring young lady reacts with shock and leaps off one platform to be by her body-which has been in plain sight for no less than four minutes.  Congratulations to this young lady.  Her shrewd acting choices are much to be envied.

07
Aug
10

introductions

Salutations to Pan a Play readers, fans and others!

I would like to graciously thank Louella and Drew for welcoming me to the panel.  I look forward to (hopefully) a long and trying career here on this incredibly reputable (and by that I mean to say respectable/lucrative) blog.  It is very present in my mind the devotion many of you have to the late Frank Kander, and so, it is my hope to maintain the level of snark and wit you have all taken time to read…and immediately discard as ineffectual gobbledygook.  Frank’s ability to uphold Pan a Play’s credo was something to be admired, and a fanatic of wit, culture and good taste such as myself, I would only feel remorse to not avow what the real (read: internet) world is missing without Frank’s monumental contribution.

Moving on.

I wouldn’t dare insult the readership in introducing myself by name, as I have assumed you are capable of connecting these letters and words into what we call text.  So now that I’ve wasted some of our precious time on needless chatting, I will say to you all: please do not fret, a review is in the works and shall be posted very shortly.  I have it on very good authority that most of the readership is waiting on pins and needles (figuratively, of course) for a freshly squeezed blog.  Well I shall say now that is not necessary.

In the meantime, I shall thank you for continuing to support the ever-popular Pan a Play in its endeavor to pointedly observe our fine little community’s theatrical prowess.

Sheridan Morley

02
Aug
10

BEIRUT

An issue with most theatre in this town is that it doesn’t dare to try anything new, it doesn’t offend, and certainly doesn’t stretch the minds of its audience or performers. Most plays and musicals and plays are fluff, which is respectable in its own right. It is pure entertainment and doesn’t mean anything. Directors often try to solve this problem by simply choosing tougher scripts, scripts that are edgy. But more often than not they are not directed correctly. This is not one of those cases.

Beirut is an intense script masterfully handled by director Bill Voorhees. It is performing at the Three Penny Theater at the California Stage Complex, one of the smallest in town, but it suits this piece so well. This show is raw and emotional and shows people at their worst.

David Campfield carefully plays main protagonist Torch. Campfield has been in many productions in the region, most notably Fool For Love at Capitol Stage. Jessica Neufeld who was previously brilliant in Keely & Du at ARC and also done a lot in the community. The combination of the two is explosive and correct. Their chemistry is intriguing and sexual. You have never seen live sexual tension like you will in this play. And while watching two beautiful people mostly naked (and sometimes fully) in the throes of passion is reason enough to see this play, it is just the cherry on top.

The setting is set in the “future”, in a world where we quarantine those who have tested positive from sexual disease, the problem has become so bad, sex has been outlawed. Okay, so the premise is a little out there, but they play it absolutely correctly and real. And in doing that, they say more about the topics of sex, HIV, AIDS, government, relationships, and love that has been seen in years in this city. The end of the play is painful, troubling, and leaves with a bad taste in your mouth that begs you not to applaud these horrible acts.

Now this wouldn’t be Pan A Play if I didn’t have some sour notes. If you can ding the actors on anything, it is dialects. Both accents from New York fade in and out as emotions do. The comedy of the piece doesn’t ring as loud as might be expected, and even if something is funny you feel a bit odd laughing in such an intense small space.

Overall the performances are excellent, the chemistry and tension is perfect, and you will never be bored. This is the type of theatre we need to support. This is definitely an 18 and older show though. Don’t bring the kiddies.




 

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