Month: August 2025

ALT: What happens in Aspen…

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By John Lyle Belden

One of the biggest surprises for me in seeing “Aspen Ideas,” the new dark comedy by Abe Koogler, is that the Aspen Festival of Ideas is a real thing – an annual gathering of the world’s rich, famous, influential, and otherwise successful in Aspen, Col., where they share various ideas of how to make the world a better place.

This play, presented by American Lives Theatre at the Phoenix Theatre Cultural Centre, is not about them.

Also planning to attend Aspen are Rob (Clay Mabbitt) and Anne (Diana O’Halloran). We meet them in New York, where they live, at a party where he hopes to make connections for his money management business. They encounter Jay (Alaine Sims), a woman who seems to be there for people-watching, which intrigues Anne as she herself is not comfortable at this event. They also meet Jay’s partner, Chris (Zach Tabor), who is pleasant but quiet – awkward and eccentric when he does speak (similar to the autism spectrum).

Days later, they all meet at Rob and Anne’s “Dumbo” apartment. Unsuccessfully avoiding this soiree is Rob and Anne’s 16-year-old daughter Sophie (Megan Janning), who, when cajoled into saying something to their guests, speaks frankly of her adolescent angst and resentments.

Rob feels compelled to invite Jay and Chris to join them in Aspen, insisting and offering to pay their way. The scenes that follow are on the plane to Colorado, then locations in and near the resort town.

Delayed by Fringe commitments, we saw this on its second weekend (one more remains), having heard that audience feedback has been mixed. What is the “idea” of what we see on the stage?

Neither the script nor Zack Neiditch’s direction allows these characters to be softened for more laughs. While it’s easy to see, perhaps, one of your friends or relatives in Rob or Anne – generally good persons – they become quite insufferable. Mabbitt and O’Halloran glibly commit to characters who feel like has-beens but are actually never-weres – he a frustrated artist of limited talent, she a dancer whose chorus career was ended by injury. They indulge in a poser lifestyle, not realizing it keeps them mired in their mediocrity.

Sims and Tabor excellently portray mysterious characters about whom we can only guess their true nature, even when their intentions are revealed at the end. Sims keeps Jay friendly while making you feel that something is a bit “off” about her. Tabor gives off a shy, even timid vibe in Chris’s quietude, which becomes effectively misleading.

Janning plays Sophie as a girl sharp enough to sense that she may not know what she wants, but it’s not what she’s got. She loves her parents, but hates what they represent.

“Aspen Ideas” is an amusing and interesting character study with an ongoing air of mystery. We found the ending of this 95-minute (no intermission) play intriguing and understandable in its context. Depending on what you think Jay and Chris may be, feel free to speculate what exactly happens on this summer day in Aspen.

Performances are Thursday through Sunday, Aug. 28-31, at 705 N. Illinois St., downtown Indianapolis. Get tickets at phoenixtheatre.org and information at americanlivestheatre.org.

IndyFringe: Operation!

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This is part of the 20th Anniversary Indy Fringe Festival, Aug. 14-24, 2025, in downtown Indianapolis. For information and tickets, see indyfringe.org.

By John Lyle Belden

This has nothing to do with the board game, though we do get a bit Medieval with a body lying on his back. The self-described “silly girls” of Disgusting Brothers Company created and perform this comedy set in the medical school of the University of Bolognia in 1303, where many had surgery done – some patients even surviving their procedures.

Also, that was a very eventful year for Pope Boniface VIII. Just saying.

Professor Alderotti (Elyse Rohn) and assistant Mondino (Elysia Justice) prepare for the day’s medical procedures, including surgery on a mysterious guest. Cardinal Francesco (Connor Buhl) arrives in full arrogance to announce the patient is his uncle, His Holiness Pope Boniface VIII (Vicci Simich). Months earlier, the Papal dispute with King Philip IV of France had led to Boniface being abducted and held briefly by the French, and he wasn’t doing too well. The 70-something year old Pontiff appears, shaking and mentally out of sorts, which his doctors have attributed to “melancholy.” Francesco insists that Alderotti perform a surgery to remove this condition; the Doctor and Mondino state it can’t be done; Francesco’s Vatican authority, and his dagger, say otherwise – prepare for surgery!

This show is a hilarious trove of historical humor. The set-up scene between Rohn and Justice already had us nearly rolling. The presence of the addled Pope, wonderfully portrayed by Simich, contrasted by the impatient menace of Buhl’s Francesco, only adds to fun. Elements of that era such as pomp and ceremony, and surgeons required to operate without looking upon His Holy body, also factor in the funny. Even pieces of flatbread become punchlines. Based loosely on actual history, this fantastic farce was written by Justice and director Hania Moktadir.

Performances in the IF Theatre Basile Stage continue Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, Aug. 22-24.

IndyFringe: Grad School Sucks!

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This is part of the 20th Anniversary Indy Fringe Festival, Aug. 14-24, 2025, in downtown Indianapolis. For information and tickets, see indyfringe.org.

By John Lyle Belden

Fact may sometimes be stranger than fiction, but can it be made more funny? This is the experiment Dr. Rob Pyatt, PhD, conducted three times in the Vision Loft venue during the 2025 Indy Fringe Festival.

In his show, “Grad School Sucks!” the master of Weird Science told, with projected illustrations, about various real scientific studies and experiments. During the performance I attended, he told of research on rhinotillexomania (nose-picking) in adolescents; a Japanese experiment in improving rest by laying where the cat sleeps; an actual 1948 Idaho Fish & Game program of “Transplanting Beavers by Airplane and Parachute” (one critter was named “Geronimo”); and the eternal question of how often and why one washes their denim jeans.

After each mini-lecture, the stage was given to three improvisors – Bill Hale, Tim Harrison, and Kayla Tennessen – all from ComedySportz, with two also working in scientific fields. The made-on-the-spot skits (they had not been told about the topics beforehand) would lead to judging by the audience of who would pass this course in comedy.  

The trio proved to be very inventive and consistently funny, even when getting outrageous or spun off something Dr. Pyatt said that seemed off-topic. This made for a doubly entertaining hour between the weird things our lecturer found, and the goofy things the comics did with the information.

Being a Purdue alum and friend to many in central Indiana (including John and Wendy), Rob comes back to Indy from his home in New Jersey at least once a year, so hopefully another round of experiments will be arranged.

IndyFringe: El Traje Nuevo Del Emperador

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This is part of the 20th Anniversary Indy Fringe Festival, Aug. 14-24, 2025, in downtown Indianapolis. For information and tickets, see indyfringe.org.

By John Lyle Belden

Now that it has completed its three-day visit to the Vision Loft space at IndyFringe, a few words – in English, please excuse me – about this wonderful piece of Teatro Juvenile:

Presented by Juan Francisco Ramos Aguilar of El Salvador, you are treated to a mask-and-puppet production of the fairy tale fable also known as “The Emperor’s New Clothes.” This story was popularized by Hans Christian Andersen, though its source can be traced back to Spain. Still, its familiarity helps us who don’t speak Spanish as our jester narrator/puppeteer does the show entirely en español, full speed, as though entertaining children in his own country.

That’s right, no English. Not a word. You must pay close attention to the flow and the words that sound familiar, as well as the broad hand gestures and other cues that young listeners rely on as they learn more of their own tongue. For me, this enriched the experience, pulling it out of literary cliché so that I can experience it like its intended audience. I welcomed the chance to stretch my poquito “Sesame Street” understanding of Spanish. The colorful masks, costumes, puppets, and décor further enhance the scene.

Aguilar is the parable-teaching Jester, as well as the Conman seeking oro (gold), as well as the old Prima Ministro who takes El Rey (the King) to see the alleged miracle fabric. At points, His Majesty approaches the audience, asking our opinions. It’s best – no matter what he says or how little you understand – to respond with an emphatic “Si” lest you arouse his royal bluster.

Around the midpoint of the story, the narrator also gives us a quick hand-puppet skit with Punch-and-Judy style characters.

The overall experience was fascinating, and for someone like me an immersive opportunity to follow another language. For those in the audience who could speak Spanish, it was good to have a live performance that appealed directly to them.

Hopefully, this show or something like it can make its way to our city again.

IndyFringe: Beyond Ballet

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This is part of the 20th Anniversary Indy Fringe Festival, Aug. 14-24, 2025, in downtown Indianapolis. For information and tickets, see indyfringe.org.

By John Lyle Belden

You have one chance left to see “Beyond Ballet,” presented by Indianapolis Ballet, at 2 p.m. Saturday, Aug. 23, at The District Theatre. Given the rarity of seeing this professional company for such an affordable price, this is likely sold out. Still, check and see if you’re lucky.

What you will see (or miss) is an extraordinary display of beautiful, disciplined artistry in motion, showcasing the physical strength, stamina and control of the dancers. The style mostly exemplifies traditional ballet, even the woman in the pas de deux with a slow-tango feel works in toe-shoes. In a more modern mode is a piece choreographed by local legend David Hochoy, a trio (pas de trois, I believe is the term) to lyrical guitar and aria.

Further, it seems they brought the entire company to this exhibition. You rarely see the same person in two dances, giving us a sampling of Indianapolis Ballet’s varied and diverse talents. In the final curtain call, they overwhelm the District mainstage.

Information on their upcoming season is at IndianapolisBallet.org.

IndyFringe: The Estate Sale

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This is part of the 20th Anniversary Indy Fringe Festival, Aug. 14-24, 2025, in downtown Indianapolis. For information and tickets, see indyfringe.org.

By John Lyle Belden

When you enter “The Estate Sale,” the one-woman show by Kelly Dee with Stew Jamesson, there are tables set up with various random and old items, which you can peruse before and after Dee’s performance. Name any price for something, and it’s yours – really!

“Why am I doing this?” she says, “I’m clearing out, letting go.” This applies to the clutter acquired by the estate sale company she runs with her mother in Melbourne, Fla., and that which she has no more room for “up here,” she adds, pointing at her head.

We get more than a sales pitch – the kitsch on the tables largely speaks for itself, though a few items she will show off for their novelty, like the political toilet paper or the rather sinful “statue” of Jesus (if they haven’t been sold yet). We also get the story of her life, from Queens, N.Y., to Florida – which she can’t stand, though she keeps finding herself back there. We learn about her parents, maybe not the best at nurturing, but they have a talent for flipping merchandise that may or may not have “fallen off a truck.” This naturally leads to dealing the estates of the many retirees in her city as they pass on.

She tells of how she always had the “urge to go” somewhere, anywhere. Her life’s baggage, literal and mental, she notes, still stays on her like a backpack. The head-stuff you will get free with your ticket; everything else, make an offer.

Fascinating and funny with the opportunity to get your own odd souvenir, the show has closed its three-show run at The District Theatre. However, Dee said she plans on pulling her sale wagon around Indy Fringe through its closing weekend before moving on to another city.

CCP: A bitterly arousing ‘American’ story

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By John Lyle Belden

One of the cruelest linguistic tricks of the last 10 years is how the meaning of “woke” has been thoroughly obscured from its use by African Americans notably at least since the start of Black Lives Matter in 2013 and increased to a crescendo with the racial events of 2020.

This loose definition (coming from Black communities rather that formal institutions) is mainly the awareness – gained from living in an environment, or by exposure to that environment – of the hard truths of social, judicial, and political conflict around ethnicity and especially race, particularly the Black experience taking into account over four centuries of American culture. Being or becoming “woke” should not be trivial, as it addresses issues and events that continue to alter and destroy people’s lives. (Any expansion of meaning – to Latinx or LGBTQ, for instance – should be to broaden the tent, not tear it down.)

It is in this brutally honest reckoning that one should consider the characters portrayed in “American Son,” the 2018 drama by Miami attorney and acclaimed playwright Christopher Demos-Brown, presented by Carmel Community Players through Aug. 17, directed by Bradley Allan Lowe.

Though the word is never used in the play, how “woke” are each of the adults we see?

The mother, Kendra (Zarah Shejule), a Black college professor, would certainly think she is. She senses the worst when contacted at 3 a.m. by Miami-Dade Police, only told “there has been an incident” with her 18-year-old son Jamal’s car. Waiting for nearly an hour in the MDPD waiting room where the play is set – while told nearly nothing – doesn’t help.

Young white Officer Larkin (Joshua Matasovsky) comes off as the opposite, though at first trying clumsily to bridge the gap. At first he plays the know-nothing rookie, stalling for time until the AM Public Affairs Officer arrives. When Jamal’s father, Scott (Earl Campbell), a white FBI agent, enters, Larkin sees the badge and divulges far more information – to him, mistakenly believing he is the officer they are waiting on.

In Kendra and Scott’s conversation, ranging from scathing to bittersweet due to the circumstances of their separation, we learn that Jamal was raised with all the best conditions their parents’ social and monetary privileges could arrange, including an exclusive prep school and an upcoming place at West Point military academy. However, in recent weeks he has questioned his own sense of identity, leading to his angrily venturing out alone the evening before in the nearly-new car given to him by his father.

Social media enters the fray in a bystander video Scott receives of that vehicle with three young black men in a police stop.

Frustrated tempers reach their fever pitch during the arrival of PAO Lt. Stokes (Brian G. Ball). Bringing calm at this point is nearly impossible – Stokes being Black leads to a certain slur that you know will eventually be said – but information is divulged, piece by piece, none of it getting any better.

The factors of this incident get ever more complex – how a Black child is raised; a provocative bumper sticker; privilege and its lack; someone (not Jamal) with an outstanding warrant; marijuana (still illegal in this time and place); involvement of the Gang Intelligence Unit (just referred to casually as “GIU” by the officers); when Black wears “Blue;” the disturbing sounds on the video.

Solid, deeply felt performances by all four cast members never let us off the hook. Lowe provides not only directorial guidance but also designs both sound and an uncomfortably accurate set. This being a single 90-minute act aids the necessary tension.

Also, in this drama the road to hell is paved not with intentions but assumptions made by everyone involved, both within this room and in “the incident” that brought us here. These portrayals will (and should) inspire a lot of conversations after the show and for some time onward. The story is fiction, however the background of the playwright, as well as what we’ve all seen in the news, indicate it is based on the true experiences of many who have had long sleepless nights.

As we awaken each day to a nation where, in practice, skin tone becomes “probable cause” for law enforcement, “American Son” retains its importance as a mirror to our attitudes and public policies. Performances are Thursday through Sunday, Aug. 14-17, at The Switch Theatre, Ji-Eun Lee Music Academy, 10029 E. 126th St., Fishers. Get info and tickets at carmelplayers.org.

Summer Stock’s ‘Chill’ a hot ticket

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By John Lyle Belden

Talk about an upgrade – Summer Stock Stage presents a Mainstage young artist production of the Broadway hit “Be More Chill.”

Based on a story genre that dates back to tales of Faust in the 1500s, through to modern musicals like “Damn Yankees” and “Little Shop of Horrors,” filtered through the world of teen movies since the 1980s and contemporary youth culture, this musical by Joe Iconis with book by Joe Tracz, based on the 2004 novel by Ned Vizzini, centers on a “Loser Geek Whatever” high schooler named Jeremy (Gabriel Vernon Nunag) whose father (Drew Kempin) is too depressed to wear pants, his crush Christine (Aubrie-Mei Rubel) doesn’t notice him, and his best friend Michael (Alex Pharo) doesn’t mind also being a dork, because he knows they will eventually be “cool in college.”

But Jeremy won’t wait that long. Even risking further unpopularity by signing up for the school play (the Shakespeare-ish “Midsummer Night-Mare with Zombies” adapted by eager drama teacher Mr. Reyes [Luke Aguilar]) doesn’t help because Christine has friend-zoned him – a combination of her ADD and the attention paid by handsome extracurricular-activity hopper Jake (Kendrell Stiff).

In an odd encounter, the school bully Rich (Maddux Morrison) confesses he is mean because he was instructed to be by his Super Quantum Unit Intel Processor, or Squip, which is a black-market Japanese nano-computer in pill form. Once taken with regular Mountain Dew, its circuitry migrates to the brain and gives your personality – and popularity – a total makeover.

At the local shopping mall, Jeremy finds the dealer and buys, then takes, his own Squip (Piper Murphy), which appears only in his field of vision, looking something like a “Tron” version of Timothee Chalamet with greenish hair. This program immediately takes charge of his shopping decisions and when the popular girls show up, has him acknowledge the “beta,” Brooke (Jilayne Kistner), instead of the alpha, Chloe (Jayla Shedeed), to help set up his ascendance in high school society. As for Michael, the Squip employs an optic-nerve blocker so that the BFF is literally out of sight, out of mind.

The cast also includes Isabella Agresta, and Jenna Rolan as the school gossip. Devan Mathias directs, with music direction by Cameron Tragesser and impressive choreography by Darian Wilson.

The set design by Chyna Mayer includes several screens which at times show video linked from smartphones the actors are holding at the time, giving such moments an authentic feel. Costumes by Tony Sirk include the anime-style green Squip cybersuits as well as the odd outfits used in the school play.

Nunag’s performance is excellent, and Rubel’s adorable, while this musical gives the supporting roles plenty of moments to shine, making Kempin’s Mr. Heere and Kistner’s Brooke characters to feel for, as well as lending Morrison’s bad-boy Rich a more nuanced persona. Then there’s the fact that the big hit song is sung by the neglected best friend – as Pharo nails his rendition of “Michael in the Bathroom.”

Murphy, as the Squip, perfects the Terminator stare and affect with cooly-efficient movement. Her aura of subtle menace compels obedience.

While a fun musical centered on teen angst, this tale of the wish to exchange one’s self for a promised “upgrade” harkens back to ancient roots while becoming only more relevant in the current spread of A.I.

After all, we each now hold a compact supercomputer just inches from our brains every day.

You, too, can “Be More Chill” by avoiding the August heat and seeing this production tonight (as I post this) and Sunday, Aug. 9-10, and Thursday through Sunday, Aug. 14-17, at Schrott Center for the Arts, 610 W. 46th St., Indianapolis (Butler University, next to Clowes Hall). Get info at summerstockstage.com and tickets at butlerartscenter.org.

They-dunit! Indy Drag gets a ‘Clue’

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By John Lyle Belden

“Lip-synch for your life” takes on fresh meaning as Indy Drag Theatre brings us the camp cult classic featuring Tim Curry (no, not that one!) – “Clue” – the whodunit film that cast big Hollywood stars to make up for the fact that it’s based on a board game.

Director Vera Vanderwoude St. Clair* admitted being concerned at first in staging IDT’s first non-musical. But the cast and crew of this production slay! An ingenious set design by Miss Kay-Ottic lets us into all the various rooms from the game board and movie. Makeup design by Ciara Myst gives everyone a unified Agatha-Christie-nightmare look befitting both the drag mystique and gothic atmosphere. The killer costumes are by Anthony Sirk, with wigs by Hair By Blair. Choreography is by April Rosè.

Like all IDT parodies, the source material – mainly the 1985 film by Jonathan Lynn and John Landis – provides the audio and sound effects, with some surprise samples from other media thrown in for fun. The voices may sound familiar, like Martin Mull’s bluster or Madeline Kahn’s famously improvised “flames” monologue, but they take on new life neatly mimed by Indy-area performers.

Joe Wagner makes a brilliant IDT debut as Wadsworth, making the surly and sassy butler his own. The frantic “reenactments” toward the end(s) are hilariously fascinating. Fresh off her successful tour of different parts of Indianapolis, Madison Avenue charms as the maid, Yvette. Natalie Port-Ma’am is saucy as the Cook.

Our guests/suspects are Maria Fruit as Miss Scarlet, Brentlee Bich as Mrs. Peacock, St. Pussifer as Mrs. White, Maurice Mantini as Colonel Mustard, Freddie Fatale as Professor Plum, and Johnee Crash as Mr. Green – allegedly the only homosexual on the stage (go figure!). Finally, Dottie B. Minerva drops in and drops dead as Mr. Boddy.  We also encounter a mysterious motorist (Gayle Thyme), cop (Calyko Magick-Waffle), and singing telegram (Nicole Sherlock). And watch out for the aggressive “dog.”

The show follows the movie (a bizarre mystery set in the 1950s), of course, but there are plenty of over-the-top antics to enhance the lines you might know by heart. And yes, we do get all three solutions.

Performances of “Clue: A Drag Parody” are Thursday through Sunday, Aug. 7-10, at the District Theatre, 627 Massachusetts Ave., Indianapolis. Info and tickets at indydragtheatre.org.

*(Note: Out of respect for the art form and its performers, they are identified by their Drag names as given in the show program.)

‘Rabbit Hole’ a careful exploration of painful subject

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By John Lyle Belden

Eclipse Productions of Bloomington* presents the Pulitzer-winning drama, “Rabbit Hole,” by David Lindsay-Abare, which is a challenge to watch – not because it’s done badly, but because it is done so well.

Real-world married couple Kate Weber and Jeremy J. Weber play Becca and Howie Corbett, in whose suburban New York home the play is set. Months earlier, their four-year-old son Danny was struck and killed by a car when the boy chased his dog into the street. Becca is still dealing not only with the pain of grief but also with the constant presence of Danny’s clothes and possessions. Howie maintains a strong front, but privately watches VCR tapes from Danny’s last months before the accident, and sees even taking clothes to Goodwill as “erasing” their son. The couple had gone to a support group for parents who lost children, but Becca found their sentiments infuriating, so Howie goes alone.

We also meet Izzy (Trick Blanchfield), Becca’s sister whose irresponsible lifestyle is changing thanks to a surprise pregnancy by her musician boyfriend. Nat (Beth Fort), mother of the two women, is also present, cocktail in hand. Her attempts at comfort and relating to loss bring up her own unresolved pain over son Arthur, Becca and Izzy’s older brother, who died of suicide.

In addition, there is Jason Willett (Sam Durnil), the teenager who was at the wheel of the vehicle that hit Danny, dealing with his own feelings of responsibility.

The five visible characters are surrounded by an orbit of others whose presence are felt, including Arthur; Izzy’s boyfriend and his now-ex (an encounter with whom Izzy relates in the first scene); the ever-barking dog; and the long-time friends with children who haven’t called since the funeral.

The star at the center, of course, is Danny. Every conversation carries the weight of his absence. As Howie watches the tape, family moments are heard and seen in a projection that bathes the set with the happy boy’s presence.

Flashes of humor help make the moments of raw emotion bearable and relatable. Each person has their well-intentioned mis-steps on their way forward through the weeks that follow.

The Webers’ natural chemistry helps inform the longing between their characters struggling with potential estrangement. Each presents a soul nearing the breaking point; she as she cries out, he as he holds everything in. Blanchfield, ever reliable in a free-spirit role, transmutes smoothly as she becomes the voice of reason. Fort stirs our sympathies with her complex character, dealing with the loss of both son and grandson as best she can. Durnil handles well a teen given a burden way beyond his maturity to shoulder. Still, Jason’s brave naïve gesture becomes an unlikely turning point.

The play is directed by Konnor Graber, whose approach draws us in with compelling performances, the projected video, and the use of songs during low-light scene transitions that reflect the mood and plot. Lighting is by Allie Mattox, sound by Joshua Lane, set design by technical director Shayna Survil, with Alec Guerra as stage manager.

This drama is worth the effort to see as it eases us through this couple’s process, engaging us with a reminder that life can and must continue, even as those who departed linger in spirit.

Performances are Friday through Sunday, Aug. 8-10 at The Constellation Playhouse, 107 W. 9th St., Bloomington. For tickets and info, see eclipseproductionscompany.com.

*(No relation to the “Eclipse” Indy young artist program.)