Year: 2023

OnyxFest: The Heart of a Man

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OnyxFest is Indy’s first and only theater festival dedicated to the stories of Black playwrights. These one-act celebrations of Black life and culture are presented by IndyFringe and the Africana Repertory Theatre of IUPUI. After an initial weekend at the IndyFringe Theatre, upcoming performances are Friday through Sunday, Nov. 10-12 at historic Crispus Attucks High School, in the Auditorium at 1140 Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Street, Indianapolis. For information and tickets, visit OnyxFest.com.

By Wendy Carson

It’s said that women are complicated; however, men are just as complex if not more so. Andre Orie tackles this concept in her play, “The Heart of a Man,” a taste of which we are privy to at this year’s OnyxFest.

Six spectacular actors, Joshua Bruton, KJ Dullen, Jay Fuqua, Trent K. Hawthorne-Richards, Montez Lafayette, and Tijideen Rowley, each inhabit a different piece of a man’s psyche. They show the love, hope, scars, ego, and longing inherent in everyone. While there may be some slight exaggeration of some aspects, you will easily recognize the truth in each one.

Director Rasheda Randle does a spectacular job of keeping each monologue vibrant and poignant without any part truly overshadowing another. While some may rankle at a script highlighting the inner feelings of men written and directed by women, be assured that only one outside of the gender can really reflect on all of the flaws and strengths inherent within.

This taste of the script, with, as Randle put it, aspects of “Love, Lust, War, and Redemption,” is an hour well spent. The full show, with 17 actors and a much wider spectrum of feeling, has plans to stage a full production next year. Keep an eye on the OnyxFest and IndyFringe Theater websites and social media for news.

Bard Fest presents heavy ‘Hedda’

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By John Lyle Belden

Trigger warning: Suicide.

Now that I’ve given that necessary note, I can delve into why – if you feel up to it – you should see the Indy Bard Fest production of Henrik Ibsen’s “Hedda Gabler,” adapted by Jon Robin Baitz, directed by Chris Saunders at Arts for Lawrence’s Theater at the Fort.

For those, like me, who may have read Ibsen’s “A Doll’s House” in school but are not aware of this work, another example of his bold realistic look at society in late 19th century Norway, Gabler is a headstrong woman whose beauty attracts men while her icy demeanor keeps them at bay: the original “mean girl.” The daughter of an army General, she is also accustomed to a certain standard of living.

The play opens with Hedda (Morgan Morton) returning from her long honeymoon after marrying the academic George Tesman (Joe Wagner), an uber-nerd who spent most of those months in tedious research. It becomes evident that she has married him mostly for his potential status once his scholarly works are published, and takes his puppy-like devotion as her due. She enjoys being rude to George’s aunt Julia (Susan Hill) and indifferent to the servant Berta (Carrie Reiberg) in this big house that George can barely afford.

The Tesmans aren’t the only ones back in town. Eilert Lovborg (Matt Kraft), who had been a hopeless alcoholic as well as Hedda’s old flame, has turned up sober with a popular book that rivals the one George is still working on. Aided by Thea (Anna Himes), whom Hedda used to bully in their school days, he also composed an even better follow-up – the only manuscript copy of which is in his bag. However, a boys’ night out with George and the unscrupulous Judge Brack (Clay Mabbitt) sets in motion events with tragic consequences, aided by Hedda’s machinations.

Though the play predates Freud’s works, it shows Ibsen’s keen perception of various neurotic types – which our cast ably take on. Kraft’s Lovborg is the restless genius bohemian; Wagner’s detail-obsessed yet socially oblivious George appears to be on the autistic spectrum; Himes’ Thea is desperate to rise above her fears, and at the very least redirect her people-pleasing impulses to someone more appreciative than the distant husband she left to be with Eilert; Mabbitt’s Brack is the classic sleazy womanizer and party hound with a position he can use over others.

But most fascinating, of course, is our title character. Hedda’s narcissistic aspects are obvious, but she also has a unique perspective on life, honor, and the way things should be that lead her to an even more untenable position. Morton has all her stone glances and manic moments down perfectly, keeping her fascinating enough to not let us be completely put off by her brusque demeanor.

This brilliant examination of a fateful 48 hours in the lives of people filled with pride and potential has one more weekend, Friday through Sunday, Nov. 10-12, at Theater at the Fort, 8920 Otis Ave., Lawrence. Get info at indybardfest.com, tickets at artsforlawrence.org.

Suspense in our world beyond time and space

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By John Lyle Belden

We all remember the bizarre feeling of the day/month/season/year that was 2020. By March the world was shutting down, and even late into summer, fall and “virtual” holidays everyone was sorting out this new “normal” that echoes to this day.

Joe and his stepdaughter Abby (Bill Simmons and Paige Elisse) come home from a day at the zoo. They will not leave the house again for a long time. Waiting for them on the porch is a large wooden box.

What could be in this unexpected delivery? Perhaps a book, one that explains the world. Upon opening, they find there is a book, but it has no words, and a doll – that has no face. 

This sets up the drama in “The Body,” presented by the Phoenix Theatre, which playwright Steve Moulds said is inspired by the off-kilter reality of “The Twilight Zone.”

To be honest, it would have helped put the Covid era in perspective if we had a visit from Rod Serling. For most of us, day to day life wasn’t as much about the deadly virus as it was getting through with so many unknowns of how our lives, relationships, and jobs would continue, contrasted with seeing the same four walls around you, and the same faces in the room.

Joe is haunted by something that has nothing to do with the pandemic, a deep personal loss from which he, or his new family, has yet to recover. As Abby becomes “the Detective,” working the puzzle of the book’s illustrations, and the doll suddenly finds a name, fragile reality cracks around the man who just wanted to be a good father. 

Simmons, an excellent stage veteran and acting teacher, wears this role like a comfortable sweater, and as his unease grows, we feel it with him. Elisse embodies the nine-ish girl with all the sass, impatience, and sweetness that keeps it believable. 

As for the story itself, under the direction of Phoenix Christel DeHaan Artistic Director Constance Macy, with excellent mood-setting soundscapes by Mike Lamirand and lighting by Michael Jackson, Moulds’ plot unspools with appropriate tension, keeping us all engaged at the edge of our seats. 

Because it can elicit a strong response, perhaps a trigger warning is in order. I don’t want to give spoilers, but I can think of friends with close family tragedies whom I would not advise seeing this play. If you have concerns, please ask the Phoenix staff when ordering tickets.

Performances run through Nov. 19 on the Livia and Steve Russell main stage at the Phoenix, 705 N. Illinois St., downtown Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at phoenixtheatre.org.  

Asaykwee’s ‘Scary Scary’ silly silly fun fun

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By John Lyle Belden

The artistic treasure that is performer and playwright Ben Asaykwee has taken the inherent absurdity of spooky urban legends and run them through the funhouse mirror that is campy 1980s pop culture for his latest presentation, “Scary Scary.”

Having lived through that era, when the over-the-top slasher film had its day (though often ending up on the direct-to-videotape shelves), I can tell you there was more to the 80s than goofy lingo and bad hair – but those are the easiest parts to have fun with, so just stick with that (and stories of mysterious landline phone calls and hook-handed maniacs and more) – as Asaykwee, with co-conspirators Carrie Powell, Ryan Powell, Kallen Ruston, Georgeanna Smith Wade, and Noah R. Winston, sing, dance, and reenact these horrific-ish scenes.

The acting is frantic and off-kilter, with a sort of improvised feel, enhanced by wild wigs, mimed gestures, audience encounters, and actors calling out anachronisms – “Did you try calling Star-69?” “That’s a ‘90s thing!”

Performances are held in appropriately close quarters with the audience seated up on the roomy stage of the Basile Theatre of the Athenaeum, so beware: THE LAUGHTER IS COMING FROM ON THE STAGE.

As for the guy with the hook hand? Nobody’s been able to find him.

Anyway, for a surprisingly all-ages campy take on stories you might hear at camp (by flashlight), you have two more chances to see “Scary Scary,” 7:30 and 9 p.m. Saturday, Nov. 4, at the Athenaeum, 401 E. Michigan St., Indianapolis. For tickets, visit athenaeumindy.org.

GHDT presents ‘Legends’ of other lands

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By John Lyle Belden

To open its 26th season, the Gregory Hancock Dance Theatre expanded our horizons with “Legends and Fairytales.” Most of us in America have been brought up in the lore of local heroes and European folk tales, but what if we look just one border further?

The company applied its visual storytelling style to two traditional stories from Mexico, plus a suite of dances celebrating magical folk of the land that is now the Republic of Turkey (now celebrating its centennial).

Gregory Glade Hancock, who has worked as far away as India and Eastern Europe and explored the life of Mexican artist Frida Kahlo in “La Casa Azul,” presented this production with the support of the Consulate of Mexico in Indianapolis and IN-ATATURK (Indiana American Turkish Association, Together Universal Responsible Kind).

Hancock designed choreography and colorful costumes for the legend of “La Llorona.” It relates the story popular throughout Mexico and its former lands in the Southwest U.S. of the “crying woman” whose husband would leave her for another. In rage she drowned their children in a river, then in grief she followed them into the water. Her acts consigned her to existence as a wailing spirit who walks along the river at night, an ill omen to encounter.

Dancing to the strains of the tragedy’s folk song, most of the GHDT company with members of G2 student dancers present the story, with Abigail Lessaris as Maria/La Llorona, Thomas Mason as the husband, Camden Lancaster as the rival woman, and Vincent and Violet Kitchen as the children. The story is easy to follow with fascinating and heartbreaking visuals, including excellent use of the long satin cloth for flowing water.

Mason provides the choreography and costume design for a new work, “The Alley of the Kiss,” of a legend of the central Mexican city of Guanajuato, based on true events, of a forbidden love between members of rival families. Mason said he felt creating the dance was a natural step in his artistic journey. Though not in the performance himself, he said he envisioned first how he would move and interpret the story, then ensured the piece would fit in with the style of other Hancock works. The two sets of dancers switch control of the stage throughout, as our lovers, represented by Lessaris and Josie Moody, meet, flirt, and dare, until tragedy strikes. Set to more recent Latin music, including a song featuring Selena, the moves are majestic, and the feel is both of its culture and timeless.

That these stories resemble familiar legends brought to the stage by Shakespeare and the ancient Greeks speaks to the universality of these human stories, versions of which are told worldwide.

To the equally common theme of dark and light, sacred and secular, Hancock presents the premiere of “Angels and Djinn.” Based on the traditional Turkish concept of Angels, they are heavenly beings of light, meant to serve as protectors and guardians with no free will. Djinn, the basis for the Anglicized stories of “Genies,” are earthly beings of fire and free will, who can be good, evil, or just mischievous, but like Angels are invisible to the humans they influence.

Most of the company again gets involved, with a notable solo by Lancaster. It is up to the audience to guess who are Angels and who are Djinn. From my reckoning, the Angels moved with purpose, while the Djinn moved with passion. That the same dancers would switch costume styles – and perhaps, personae – made the guessing more challenging. The traditional Turkish music, with which the movement flows perfectly, even got the audience clapping along without prompting. Costumes included stunning traditional Bindalli dresses provided by GHDT supporter Nur Ungan.

Dancers also included Hannah Brown, Fiadh Flynn, Audrey Holloway, Chloe Holzman, Wilhelmina Marks, Olivia Payton, Audrey Springer, Megan Steinburger, and Megan Webb. Lighting design, as usual, was by Ryan Koharchik.

This wonderful show had just a two-day run, October 27-28, at the Tarkington Theatre in the Center for the Performing Arts in downtown Carmel. But don’t be surprised if one or all of these “Legends” are reprised in a future show. Next up for Hancock Dance is its production of “The Nutcracker” nearby at Academy of Gregory Hancock Dance Theatre’s own performance space, The Florence, weekends of Dec. 1-10. For more information, visit gregoryhancockdancetheatre.org.

Serving up Shakespeare’s slasher

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By Wendy Carson

Indy Bard Fest presents “Titus Andronicus” by William Shakespeare.

First of all, let’s address a few things about the source material. This is not a typical Shakespearean tragedy. It is violent, gritty, and rather mean-spirited overall. However, it is also very realistic in its depiction of the wages of war, the brutality spawned from revenge and the immense savagery of “civilized” society.

Bard Fest states that this is not for children, the warning making the subject matter seem like it leans towards an “R” rating when indeed it is much closer to a “PG” or “PG-13” at the strongest. A few murders do occur onstage, with “blood” spray, but the most heinous of the crimes occurs offstage and is only talked about, with its aftereffects being seen in fascinating detail. Since the stage blood seems more akin to Kool-Aid, none of it feels as gruesome as it could be. In fact, a young gentleman at our performance had no qualms about any of the violence, he was more alarmed at becoming a valet to the Queen at one point.

So, parental discretion is advised but do not let that keep you from exposing kids to this rarely-done show. Who knows, it might make them want to check out more of the Bard’s catalogue.

Although I usually try to summarize the stories here somewhat, it’s really nothing more than a lesson in what “an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth” justice is like. As you enter the Indy Eleven theater, notice that on the back wall of the audience, there is a chart with Titus’s family listed. As the play progresses, more and more of those names get scratched off until only three are left. Also, enjoy the beginning tableau of the family at the table. This is the only time you will see such happiness and normalcy in the production. Oh, and the rightward section of the audience is the “Splatter Zone.”

Director Matt Anderson does an exceptional job keeping the show enjoyable despite its dark subject matter, at times leaning into its gory nature. In fact, the final scene is more fun than frightening.

Dan Flahive brings Andronicus to life as the world-weary soldier who, upon winning victory over the Goths, refuses the Roman people’s will to rule them and would much prefer to rest in the company of his remaining children.

James Kenjorski brings aspiring emperor Saturninus’s blind madness to the forefront by failing to see how his choices and demands will doom the rest of the characters. They start by seeing his family and kinsmen as enemies and taking the captured queen of the Goths as his bride.

Holly Hathaway Thompson gives a perfect rendition of that queen, Tamora, a proud woman whose vengeance is greater than any man’s and lifestyle would put a modern “Real Housewife” to shame.

Nicholas Johnson plays Aaron, a Moor who aids the Goths, as the devil incarnate, a man whose every action is to inflict evil upon the world.

David Marlowe keeps Bassanus, Saturninius’s brother, an endearing soul to whom fate deals a mortal blow.

Haley Glickman plays Titus’s daughter Lavinia, a young woman in love who becomes a pawn in this massive power play. Even though she suffers the worst degradations of any character, she balances her desire for revenge against the reality of its outcome. Whether eloquent or mute, Glickman’s expressiveness shines through.

Craig Kemp brings Marcus, Titus’s brother and a Roman Tribune, a solid solemnity that while not being a target himself, must witness and endure the tragic events of everyone else.

Tamora’s sons, Eli Robinson as Chiron and J.B. Scoble as Demetrius, give Aaron’s character a run for his money as far as dastardly deeds go. However, they do not escape justice and end up as “just desserts” for their mother.

Ben Elliott is appropriately noble as Titus’s eldest son, Lucius, tasked with helping bring justice to these events. Also notable is young Sam Lee as his son (Titus’s grandson), Young Lucius. 

A crowd-pleaser for the rowdies in Shakespeare’s day, which even includes in this production a scene practically straight out of Wrestlemania, it won’t cost you an arm or a leg (maybe a hand?) to see “Titus Andronicus” in its remaining weekend, Friday through Sunday, Oct. 27-29, at the Indy Eleven in the IndyFringe Theatre, 719 E. St. Clair St., Indianapolis. Get tickets at indybardfest.com or indyfringe.org.

Bard Fest tackles tragedy of ‘Medea’

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By John Lyle Belden

“I am a woman of misfortune.”

This understatement is given by the mythical woman Medea, granddaughter of the sun god Helios, but seen as a barbarian as she is from land distant from Greece. She forsook that place and betrayed her father, the King, to aid the Greek hero Jason in stealing the Golden Fleece and traveling to his home to be his wife and bear his children.

But willful Jason opts to take up with another woman, Glauce, daughter of the Corinthian King Creon, who will give his kids greater legitimacy. Medea does not take this well. Creon’s solution? Order Medea into exile, not an easy task for a woman without a country.

In the tragic play “Medea” by Euripides, these are her desperate times. In turn, her desperate measures are legendary.

Bard Fest presents a translation by Ruby Blondell in which Medea (Laura Gellin) is joined by a chorus of women through the ages (Liz Carrier, Cassidy Dueker, Kitty Compton, Hannah Embree) to amplify her woes and pleas. Jason (Darin Richart) is just a man doing what he thinks is best, puzzled that she can’t see things his way while discarding her perspective as barbarian thinking. Guy Grubbs plays the kings who are Medea’s doom and hope. Her children are played by Allie Stacy and Ellie Richart. Amalia Howard and Andrea Haskett complete the cast. Natalie Fischer directs.

If you know the dire deeds that Medea does, watch to understand why. If you don’t know, brace yourself (serious trigger warning!), and strive to understand. Gellin gives an unflinching performance, powerful throughout. Darin Richart makes plain Jason’s motivations, in today’s light visible as aspects of controlling narcissism, betrayed in his cry at the climax of what has been done to him, a character left alive.  

This brilliant staging of the celebrated tragedy has three more performances, Friday through Sunday, Oct. 27-29 on the Basile main stage of the IndyFringe Theatre, 719 E. St. Clair, Indianapolis. Get tickets at indybardfest.com or indyfringe.org.

Constellation: Fun international adventure for kids, by George

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By John Lyle Belden

For so many of us, whether children or kids-at-heart, a little monkey called Curious George has been part of our lives. But a lot has happened since the mini-ape encountered the Man in the Yellow Hat decades ago, and through adventures penned by original authors Margret and H.A. Rey and their successors, he has become a rather clever primate.

Inspired by his antics on the PBS Kids animated series, “Curious George: The Golden Meatball” brings the characters to life, presented by Constellation Stage and Screen in Bloomington. The live-action musical features young Juna Sparks as George, with Tucker Ransom as the Man in the Yellow Hat. The remaining cast play various characters, chorus, and delivery personnel essential to the plot. In their feature roles, Maggie Lynn Held is the Doorman to George’s apartment building, Gabriel Armstrong is famous Italian Chef Pisghetti, assisted by Sophia Hoffman as Netti, and Marco Molldrem is the sly inventor, Phinneas. Nicholas Ranauro choreographed and directs.

We open, after some song and dance about the title character, on All You Can Eat Meatball Day, which is Pisghetti’s way of saying thanks to all his customers – who aren’t showing up because Phinneas has built a machine that quickly makes rival meatballs (that are more like meat-cubes, but they seem to be a hit). Discouraged, the Chef closes shop – for good, he says.

George, who had just learned how to make the meaty treats, wants to help. To this end, his curiosity will take him, and the others, all the way to the The Golden Meatball contest in Rome.

This show is squarely aimed at the 10-and-under demographic, with several moments that directly engage the audience. This is a perfect way to introduce a child to the wonder of live theatre, done in a professional manner that grownups can appreciate.

Ransom looks like he stepped right out of the book’s pages, and perfectly personifies the monkey’s patient and caring guardian. Sparks lithely makes use of her dance training to tumble and communicate with gestures as George only speaks in vague chatter. Armstrong manages to work that thin line of Italian caricature to charm the kids without looking objectionable to their parents (for those my age, he reminded me a bit of Father Guido Sarducci from SNL).

Performances of “Curious George: The Golden Meatball” are 6:30 p.m. Fridays and 1 and 4 p.m. Saturdays and Sundays through Nov. 5 at Waldron Auditorium, 122 S. Walnut St., Bloomington. For info and tickets, visit seeconstellation.org.

Bardfest’s ‘Bold’ move pays off

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By John Lyle Belden

In its present form, Indy Bard Fest’s annual festival goes beyond works by William Shakespeare to include notable stage classics and works that could be considered “Shakespeare adjacent.” In this latter mode, we become exposed to playwrights whose works we might not otherwise see.

“A Bold Stroke for a Husband,” is a 1783 comedy by English writer Hannah Cowley (not obscure in her own day, her hits included “The Belle’s Stratagem”) who liked to include commentary on the difficulties of women in European society. The title (wordplay on that of a similar work of the era) refers not to abusive men, rowing, or a brain seizure, but of women who execute brave maneuvers in order to gain or keep the men of their fancy.

Two main plots run through this play, set in late 1700s Madrid, Spain. Don Carlos (Trent K. Hawthorne-Richards), who left his wife Victoria (Tailynn Downing) and their children to have an affair with Donna Laura (Hannah Elizabeth Boswell), learns his lover has tricked him out of the deed to the estate that had been in his wife’s name. Devious Laura refuses to sign it back, dumping him for another gentleman.

In other events, Victoria’s cousin, Olivia (Wilhelmina Dreyer) has her father Don Caesar (Angela Dill) insisting she commit to a suitor immediately to avoid old-maid status and eventually give him an heir. The gentlemen arrive, first Don Garcia (Katie Brownlee), then Don Vincentio (Jordan Paul Wolf), who are verbally dispatched by Olivia with the aid of her saucy maid Minetta (Rowan Apple-Knotts).

Though, in our closest link to the Bard, we see the lady as a “shrew” to rival Shakespeare’s Kate, Olivia secretly pines for a different man, Don Julio (Ryan James Moskalick), whom she toys with in another way.

Don Caesar, meanwhile, calls his own bluff in that he’d marry the neighbor’s young daughter and send Olivia to a convent if no son-in-law was secured. This is distressing to Marcella (Cass Knowling), the teen in question, as the law and customs of the time would allow for it – but Caesar comes to his senses and insists the girl only pretend their engagement to spur Olivia to action.

Speaking of tricks, Laura’s latest obsession is Florio, actually the desperate Victoria in disguise! A bit of subterfuge with the valet, Gaspar (Tracy Herring), should help to put things right.

This ribald piece of 18th-century feminism is entertaining, funny, and fairly easy to follow. Cross-gender and transgender casting aid the topsy-turvy atmosphere, accented with beautiful costuming by Sue Kuenhold, sharply directed by Max McCreary in the intimate atmosphere of Shelton Auditorium.

The men are buffoonish, but in an appropriately genteel way. Moskalick gets to play the one dude with sense – thus a worthy match for beautifully bold Dreyer as Olivia – though he gets fooled a bit as well. Hawthorne-Richards presents Carlos as downright pathetic, making Downing’s Victoria all the more noble in rescuing him as well as their fortune. Other women get plenty to flex their acting chops, whether as villain (Boswell) or trickster (Apple-Knotts, Knowling, Herring).

Strike boldly for the venue at the southwest corner of the Butler University campus, 1000 W. 42nd St., Indianapolis, for performances this Friday through Sunday (Oct. 27-29). Get info and tickets at indybardfest.com.

FTC ‘Spook-tacular’ returns

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By John Lyle Belden

In the spirit of a local theatre tradition that satirizes and celebrates the December holidays, Fonseca Theatre Company gives the Spooky Season its due with “Boo-la-la!”

Directed by FTC producing director Jordan Flores Schwartz, we get a dozen funny skits and songs dealing with Halloween and various horror personalities, performed with gusto by Bryan Ball, Ashton Driscoll, Charlie Rankin, and Lara Romero. Script contributions are by Jean Arnold, Michael Donohue, Christine Kruze, Paige Scott, Emily Worrell, and it just wouldn’t be one of these shows without a piece by Mark Harvey Levine, who has a bit of fun with the long-deceased Bard of Avon.

Do black cats feel lucky? How does an old frightener compete with new haunted attractions at the other end of the hollow? What’s the adoption fee for a werewolf? And what material would Mary Shelley bring to open mic night? These and other life and death questions get answered, or at least hilariously mocked in this fun production for all ages – a 10-ish boy was at our performance, and we heard him remark to his folks afterward how much he enjoyed it.  

“Boo-La-La! An Indianapolis Spook-tacular 2” runs through October 29 at 2508 W. Michigan St., Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at fonsecatheatre.org.