Showing posts with label Dennis Sparks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dennis Sparks. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

REVIEW: "The Taming of the Shrew" at ART


The following bonus review [we rarely cover Portland theater] is by Dennis Sparks (with end notes by Gregory E. Zschomler) is taken from his excellent blog http://www.dennissparksreviews.blogspot.com/. I was able to attend with Dennis and I enjoyed the production very much. It rivaled anything I saw at the Oregon Shakespeare Festival and was one of the best all around plays that I have seen, professional or otherwise. Here is what Dennis has to say:

This comedy by Shakespeare is actually part of the Portland Shakespeare Project and is performed at Artist Rep’s space at SW Alder St. and 16th Ave. It is directed by Michael Mendelson, a member of their company and Artistic Director of the group. It plays in repertory with a stage reading of "The Tamer Tamed" by John Fletcher and directed by Michael Nehring through August 4. For more information, go to their site at www.portlandshakes.org

“Thereby Hang a Tale”

This story is familiar turf in Shakespearean comedies, as it employs his much-used device of double/triple identities and guises to mask true feelings/motives of individuals. And this tale is rampant with them. It all involves two daughters, Kate (Maureen Porter) and Bianca (Foss Curtis), of Baptista (Gary Powell), a wealthy merchant. Bianca, the “pretty” one, has suitors abounding, including Lucentio (Peter Platt), Gremio (David Heath) and Hortensio (Sam Dinkowitz). But Baptista is firm that she will not be wed until the eldest, Kate the cursed, the Shrew, is mated.

So Hortensio entreats his best buddy, Petruchio (James Farmer), a brazen, bravado of manhood to woo and win the aforementioned Kate. He does so by matching his boldness and wit to hers and thereby conquers her heart. But he feels he must bend her will to his and, through some elaborate ruses, manages this as well. Meanwhile, the youngest daughter’s suitors are busy plying their skills to enticing Bianca to be their bride. And, oh yes, this is all a play within a play, which confuses things even more with assumed identities. Believe me, you have to actually see it to sort it all out.

I have seen a number of stage and film productions of this show and even been in one myself. Overall, this is the best production I’ve seen. Others have had individual scenes which I’ve like better, but the overall concept and presentation of this production is superior, as far as I’m concerned, for a couple of reasons. 

 First, the cast is uniformly first-rate, not a sour note in the acting. Second, it is presented simply, in modern dress and with minimal sets and props, so that the audience is not overwhelmed by pomp and circumstance, which could clutter an already confusing story.

And third, and most important, is it is presented in “Conversational” Shakespeare, a method in which his words are approached as if they were a foreign language, thus having to make it conversational in presentation, in order that it is understood by today’s modern audiences. This is not a history lesson. Yes, the language is poetic and rhythmic, but if you don’t know what they’re talking about, it doesn’t work. And you don’t have to change the words to succeed at this. Period.

The wooing scene between the main lovers is priceless. And Farmer has all the necessary dash and flair to make his Petruchio a standard. Porter is his equal as Kate. She matches his antics at every turn. My personal favorites, though, were Dinkowitz as Hortensio. His every gesture, whimper and hound-dog looks were in perfect harmony with one of the Bard’s clowns. Grant Turner as Tranio, Lucentio’s servant, has the look of a young Don Johnson and his comic timing and flimsy bravado are in sync with this complicated character. And Nathan Dunkin as Sly, the “audience” for this play, underplays this role beautifully. All the right touches in all the right places.

But credit must ultimately be given to the master of this madcap marvel, Mr. Mendelson, the director. He certainly understands Shakespeare and pulls ever nuance out of this script and his actors, wherever it may be hiding. And his set, designed by John Ellingson, is easily manipulated and flexible for the many settings.

The only thing that doesn’t work, in my opinion, is the final speech. Although well-delivered by Porter, the “wink-wink, nudge-nudge” (Monty Python) aside really doesn’t cut it. Women’s groups and others have justifiably been outraged with the subservient tone of the speech, bowing to the “superior” male. Unfortunately those were the times in which the Bard was writing, as women weren’t even allowed to perform on the stage, and men had to play the female roles.

But, one presentation I witnessed had both the lead characters as mild individuals, but had to put on the mantle of the outrageous because that was what was expected of them within the circumstances. So the final speech of Kate’s becomes an “enacted” piece and, thus, we know that she is just “playing the role” of the shrew, tamed. Anyway, that worked.

I recommend this show. And I’m sure the “sequel” will be equally worthwhile to watch. It does involve some adult gestures but they are pretty tame. If you do go, please tell them Dennis sent you.

END NOTES By Gregory E. Zschomler:

Rarely do I attend a play where all players were wonderful. This cast, from bit part to lead role, was perfect. If I were to  chose a standout I would pick Sam Dinkowitz who was hilarious  but, well, so was everyone else. I know these were great actors, but much credit must be given to the director for inspired blocking and fight choreography, and for the brilliant leadership in the vision. A truly delightful set, well costumed, and the lighting design was stunning. I highly recommend you see this production. (And park in the theater's lot or garage as metered parking is outrageous, especially when inflated during soccer games.) Oh, and I disagree with Dennis about the "wink."

Saturday, October 13, 2012

REVIEW: Magenta Theater's "Something To Hide" is Really Something

"Something To Hide," a British murder mystery by Leslie Sands and directed by Jaynie Roberts, opened last night at the Magenta Theater, 606 Main St. in downtown Vancouver.  It runs through Saturday, October 27. Check their website www.magentatheater.com for complete details.

Murder Most Foul


You've got to hand it to the Brits, they do, indeed, have a corner on the market for murder mysteries. Probably the best mystery writer in the world was Agatha Christie. And  this play is very much in line with her complex plots and twists in the story.

The time is the 1950s, and the setting, a vacation house in England. It is the home of the Holts: Karen (Brenda McGinnis), the purse-strings of the family and her gad-fly husband, Howard (Glenn Chipman). He is having an affair with Julie (Suzanne Vannatter) and, well, this accident happens and all their lives are never the same again.

Something to look forward to


If I seem vague about the plot, it’s because I don’t want to give too much away, as it would spoil the several twists along the way. Let’s just say there is a nosy neighbor, a greasy garage mechanic, a bothersome maid and a Columbo-like detective that add to the intrigue of the convoluted plot. But it does have all the ingredients of the traditional thriller: Blackmail, deception, larceny, and, of course, murder.

Something "rawther" lovely


The highlight of the show was Shaye Eller as Inspector Davies. She, alone, is worth the show! The Columbo mannerisms were perfect for the character, even down to the rumpled overcoat in one scene. Davies continues to tie up those little, seemingly insignificant, loose ends until the whole plot is revealed. And, with Eller at the helm, you are cheering for her every step of the way.

Also, quite good, is Brenda McGinnis, as the long-suffering wife, Karen. She does well in showing the complexities and changing moods of the character. And Glenn Chipman, as the rotter of a husband, is a thoroughly "dislikeable" chap. One wants to boo the character off the stage.

Something blimey


The play is wordy and overlong, but that is the nature of these classic English mysteries. But the Director, Jaynie Roberts (also Magenta’s founder and Artistic Director), keeps the action flowing so that you always have to be on the alert for what comes next. And the British accents are spot on, which is refreshing. Doesn’t hurt to have a Director that is also from “merry ole…”

There did seem to be a mixing of genres, which was not altogether successful. At times a character might play it like a melodrama, then another character would play it as a complete, comic farce. It plays best, I think, which was most of the time, as just a straight British thriller. Eller and McGinnis played it just that way and were most successful.

The set by Dave Roberts, was very functional in such a constricted space. And the music from the '50s also helped set the mood. It should be noted that the house was nearly full on opening night and many of them were first-timers. This is a great compliment for Magenta after 10 years in the  biz. Congrats!

Show Dates:
October 13, 18, 19, 20, 24, 25 and 26 at 7:30 p.m.
October 20 and 27 at 2 p.m.

Review by Dennis Sparks. Mr. Sparks was formerly a Portland theatre reviewer for the Vancouver Voice (now defunct), and is currently a free-lance reporter with his own blog site for Portland and Ashland theatre reviews: www.dennissparksreviews.blogspot.com
     

Friday, May 4, 2012

REVIEW: Fort Vancouver's "The Wizard of Oz" Travels a Golden Road


“There’s no place like home.”  

Endearing words from the all-too-familiar film, “The Wizard of Oz.”  But what one must remember is that these prophetic thoughts are uttered only after one has gone over the rainbow.  The real revelation is not in the destination but in the journey.


The Story:


Who does not remember Dorothy and her tornado; the Cowardly Lion and friends; the, oh, so Wicked Witch of the West; the Munchkins; and the zany Professor Marvel (aka, the Wizard of Oz).  But this is a dream well worth re-awaking, via this production, not only for some stellar performances, but for a bit of re-imagining, too.

For those not familiar with the story: it is of Dorothy, a bored teenager, brought up on a Kansas farm.  Into this uneventful life, her world turns upside down when a tornado (a young girl’s awaking into adulthood, perhaps?) sweeps her into the magical land of Oz. Lost in this whirlwind of color and fantasies and trying to find her way back home, she meets a lion, a tin man and a scarecrow to aid her in her trek down that golden road to see the Wizard, who is purported to have all the answers. 

But it seems they all may be seeking answers to questions that have been within them all the time.  Among their adventures with flying monkeys, Winkies, poisoned poppies and a very nasty Witch, it is safe to say everyone gets their desired wishes or just desserts.  (Would it were that simple in our own “Kansas” settings.)

The Staging:


There are some lovely performances, especially by Kendall Josey in the guise of Dorothy. She has a marvelous singing voice, unfortunately restricted to one solo number, “Over The Rainbow,” so well rendered.  But the really amazing thing is her acting performance as the character. She brings one aspect to this role that even the incomparable Judy didn’t—you really believe she is a misfit teenager, out of her element, with all the quirks and foibles of growing pains. Josey is not trying to imitate anyone, she is simply being the person that is written. She puts her own hometown, homespun spin on it and it works beautifully!

Equally as effective is Mackenzie Broom as Professor Marvel/Oz. She completely molds her own character out of her imagination. (And isn’t that what enacting a role is all about?) The character, as written, is, at the very least, eccentric. Broom carries this to the extreme in her creation. She is daring, fearless, animated and appears completely at ease on the stage.  She pushes the envelope to the edge (as does Robin Williams in his guises) and puts her own maniacal touch on her Marvel/Wizard. A talent well worth following in future endeavors.

And Simone Corbett is deliciously wicked as the Witch. The character needs to engulf the stage when she’s on and Corbett has no trouble in that regard.  She moves, cackles and wields her power with great authority. 

The Lion (Courtney Bettis) embodies nicely the humor and vulnerability of the role. The Scarecrow (Jon Judge) easily slides into this warm, soft guise as a character of substance, even though he’s made of straw. And the Tin Man (Josh Riddell) nicely inhabits the lanky fellow with a heart of gold. Tamika Taylor is a beautiful Glinda and Max Burdick has some funny exchanges as the Guard of Oz.

It is good to see the expansion of the cast accumulated from the Gaiser and McLaughlin schools.  And Danielle Reid has done a superior job on the glorious scenery for this production. The band, as well, added to the success of this show.

Sean O’Malley should be complimented for taking on the formidable task of mounting this show, not an easy job, considering all the complications of music, movement, acting and staging.  And I applaud the cross-gender and cross-cultural casting of the roles.

This is not to say this is a perfect show. The micing needs some serious revisiting, the band overpowered the actors at times, and the diction of the performers was sometimes sloppy. The set changes need to be quicker and move more smoothly.

And the Toto is a no-no. It seemed more silly than effective to have an offstage voice bark for this beleaguered beast—the invisible presence works well enough. 

Some of these problems are due to the cavernous space in which they are performed, as well as opening night jitters.

This production is well worth attending because, in part, it’s a cry from the heart for a fading art form in our education system. Attention must be paid to The Arts, performing or otherwise, in our schools and communities. The confidence it builds, the teamwork it instills, and the worlds they explore, are important parts of building character in people. 

But, perhaps, this was best expressed by Bob, the bus driver, who was in the audience for this performance. He explained that he knew many of these kids and had faith in them. He said some came from troubled pasts but that this artistic avenue they’ve chosen has, perhaps, regained for them, some of the goodness they have been seeking in this world. Not a bad reason to come and support these young folks, is it?!

The show plays this week at Fort Vancouver High School.  Call the school for times and other performance dates 360-313-4000.

By Dennis J. Sparks (Mr. Sparks was formerly a Portland theatre reviewer for the Vancouver Voice, and is currently a free-lance writer/director/producer).

Saturday, April 21, 2012

REVIEW: No Man is an Island in the Love Street Playhouse Production of "An Inspector Calls"


“Those were the Days, my Friends…” 

The time—1912.  Behind us---the Edwardian Age in England.  Ahead of us—a New Tomorrow?  But for now--a bridge between the old and the new.  What will we do?

This is the setting into which Priestley has deposited the viewers. Before the Titanic; before WWI.  But still suffocating in a caste-type system and gender inequality.  For the upper-class, the Birling family this, indeed, will be the threshold for a new tomorrow. 

But at a terrible price!


The Plot


It is the evening of the engagement of their daughter, Sheila, to another upper-crust businessman, Gerald Croft.  The young couple fiercely grinning.  Mom and Dad are pleased as punch.  Son, Eric, has had too much punch.  And isn’t everything just too fine for words in their insular world.

And into this mock world appears Inspector Goole.  He informs them of the suicide of a young woman.  A lady in which they all might have known and, perhaps they, in some way, may have been responsible for her death.  And, like the stages of an inevitable death—at first denial, then making excuses, blame, and finally acceptance.

David Roberts as Gerald Croft, Jennica Krohn as Sheila Birling and Paul
Segren as Inspector Goole in the Love Street Playhouse production of "An 
Inspector Calls." (Photo provided.)
The death throes of their life style is painful to observe, but necessary for removing the cancers of ignorance and intolerance.  The Inspector leaves, giving the family space to wallow in private and explore their shared guilt.  And, as a parting shot, he concludes...

“We do not live alone.”

We are our Brother’s Keeper, then.  Ah, yes.  But will they heed the warning…the lessons they have learned?  A hint: some do, some don’t.  A microcosm of humanity, then.

But the struggle is not yet over.  A couple of major twists remain. For, you see, the questions of…ah, but that would be telling, wouldn’t it?!  Trust me when I say that Ms. Christie, the Grand Dame of mysteries, would have been proud.  Even Rod Serling, in his Twilight Zone years, would have approved.

The Production


The Birling family enjoys their engagement party prior to the
Inspector's call. Photos here and below by Ruth Zschomler.
Priestley is not an easy playwright to digest or to stage.  One’s palate must be prepared for the sensations that will accompany the feast.  Go, knowing you will be challenged as a viewer and thinker.  For Priestley brings the Past with hurling force into our immediate Present, pleading with us to change, or we will be stuck in reliving it.

The accents of the cast are uneven, seeming to range from cockney to none at all.  And a couple members of the cast seemed to have trouble with lines.  But, with time, these, I’m sure, will be ironed out.  They strive mightily and well, forging through this difficult material.

Particularly good is Paul Segren as Inspector Goole.  His command of the stage and  knowledge of purpose in this pivotal role is captivating.  Nicholas Dibartolomeo as the son, Eric, smoothly transcends from a drunken sot to a raging animal, as the truth descends upon him. 

Jennica Krohn as Sheila Birling
And, as the smart, and quite entrancing bride-to-be, Jennica Krohn fits the role to a tee.  Also rounding out the cast are Don Smith as the smug father, JoAnn McClanahan as the mother, David Roberts as the groom-to-be and Rebekah Krohn as the maid.

The costumes, especially the women’s, are quite stunning by Fran Krohn, and Melinda Leuthold, Producer and owner of the company.  The design and direction are bravely executed by Gregory E. Zschomler.  And Jeff Leuthold, as always, has built a terrific set.

This production is well worth attending.  It runs weekends through May 13.  For further information go to their website at lovestreetplayhouse.com and/or call for tickets at 360-263-6670.

Review by Dennis J. Sparks

Mr. Sparks has years of experience in theater as a teacher, director and performer. He was formerly a Portland theatre reviewer for the Vancouver Voice (now defunct), and is currently a free-lance reporter living in Southwest Washington.