The more you know: Zach & Zack ‘Rocky’ returns

By John Lyle Belden

“The Rocky Horror Show” has returned to the Athenaeum’s Basile Theatre through Halloween night. With this show, if you know, you know – and you should go.

Here are some more things you should know:

  • This is the live stage show, originally created by Richard O’Brien, NOT a screening of his cult-classic film. A few things are different from the movie – no “toast,” and “everybody’s lucky” without a bannister – but the story and all the absurd fun are the same, enhanced by the experience of live theatre.
  • As this is a historic building, there are no props allowed, and don’t throw anything! (But feel free to dress up).
  • Zach Rosing did sound and video design, while Zack Neiditch is the director. Neither appears on stage, but we do get proof that they are not the same person.
  • For those who don’t know or don’t remember, the audience responses are displayed on a signboard above the stage. Please shout them on cue.
  • Despite being performed in Indiana, within the show there is “no law against giving in to absolute pleasure.” This note is a good place to remind everyone that the content is very “R” rated.
  • Tim Hunt returns as the fabulous Frank N. Furter, as does Johnnie Ray Hughes as his creation, Rocky – his toned physique worthy of the “Charles Atlas Seal of Approval.”
  • Other roles, mostly new to the company, include Reno Moore and Sophie Sweany-Kocher as Brad and Janet, Michael Krauter as Riff Raff, Addi Koehler as Magenta, Julia Ammons as Columbia, and Jonathan Young as Eddie and Dr. Scott.
  • The Narrator is played by Cynthia Collins, which works great with the gender-bending nature of the show. In Zach & Zack’s “Rocky,” this character is also free to roam about the theatre, making things even more wild and funny. Also, apparently, this Man has a neck, among other things.
  • To ensure their names appear in the search tags, we’ll list the ensemble “phantoms:” Megan Arrington-Marks, Kelvin Burzon, Brittany Michelle Davis, Pablo Gonzalez, Kennedy Morgan, Cìcì Pasìon, and Kenan Timmin.
  • The backstage band is music director Teneh B.C. Karimu on keyboards, Linnea Holt on synth, Matt Day on Guitar, Connor Allen on bass, Andrew Howard on drums, and Julian Orem with the sweet-patootie saxophone.
  • The excellent crew includes Kenny Shepard as choreographer, Claire Wilcher having her hands full as intimacy director, and Katie Angel as stage manager. Brilliant costume design is by Anthony James Sirk.
  • Perhaps the best news is something that isn’t even contained in the Basile theatre. There is a new bar and a big restroom (in a unisex arrangement with numerous private toilets) on the same floor! Intermission still gets busy and crowded, but you no longer have to wander the building to find relief.
  • Everyone does a fantastic job, above and beyond the fact that even when this show is bad, it’s good.
  • The seating looks plentiful, but trust me, with this show it can fill fast. Get tickets and info at rockyhorrorindy.com.

Little extras make Z&Z ‘Rocky’ an ‘absolute pleasure’

By John Lyle Belden

It’s been a few years since we looked in on the Zach & Zack (“Zachk”) production of “The Rocky Horror Show” (not the movie, the original Richard O’Brien stage play) and “Brad, I’m so glad” I returned for this year’s edition.

If you are reading this, odds are you know the story – a super-campy musical tribute to the spooky “science-fiction double-feature” of decades past. If you don’t… well, “virgins,” this isn’t just a play, it’s an experience. Just roll with the weirdness and shout along when prompted.

That’s one of the cool things about this production: The audience prompts are flashed above the stage. It keeps everyone mostly in unison, though it standardizes the shouts and we are asked not to add more if we know additional lines (I said quite a few, normal-voiced, at my table, surprised by how many I remembered).

Producer Zach Rosing and director Zack Neiditch have assembled an excellent cast of joyous freaks. In charge of this menagerie is the incomparable Tim Hunt as Dr. Frank N. Furter, the “Sweet Transvestite” and our host as “a-hole” square Brad (Suraj Choudhary) and naïve “slut” Janet (Logan Hill) arrive at his castle looking for a phone but instead finding a mad experiment – bringing life (itself!) to the muscular Creature, Rocky (Johnnie Ray Hughes). Overseeing this mayhem are Matt Branic as Riff-Raff, Elizabeth Gee as Magenta, and Matthew Altman as a marvelous trans Columbia (it completely works, especially when the costume malfunctions).

Steven Ryan Crays appears as unfortunate Eddie and returns as the noble Dr. Scott. The funky phantom ensemble are Alexa Abbott, Megan Arrington, Kelvin Burzon, Brittany Michelle Davis, Danny Kingston, and Kendrell Stiff.

Most impressive to me was the interludes with our dramatic Narrator, Craig Kemp. While initially shown on the nearby screen in the expected stuffy study, his performance literally goes all over the place. You never know where he and his faithful videographer will appear next as he expresses in solemn tones the goings-on and how imperiled our (sorta) innocent couple truly are. This aspect of the show adds to an already immersive experience, raising the entertainment value, especially for us jaded “Rocky” veterans.

A Halloween treat for mature audiences with immature tastes, “The Rocky Horror Show” runs through Nov. 2 at the Athenaeum Theatre (due to its historic nature, no bringing “props” allowed), 401 E. Michigan in downtown Indy (corner of Michigan, New Jersey, and Mass Ave). For tickets, go to rockyhorrorindy.com.

Mud Creek comedy sparking conversation

By John Lyle Belden

Whatever we find engulfed in destruction – be it a relationship, family, organization, government, nation, or even the world – there is always the question that arises: How did it get this far? Now, in the mirror of hindsight, we see the signs missed, so many of them obvious. And you are positive that if so confronted, you would act better. Right?

Mud Creek Players presents, “The Arsonists,” a translation by satirist Alistair Beaton of the 1950s dark absurdist comedy by Swiss writer Max Frisch, directed by Connor Phelan.

Mr. Biedermann (Collin Moore), a good, honest man who made his modest fortune selling useless hair tonic, is indignant at the news in the paper that somehow various nice houses in the town keep burning down, their owners realizing too late it was the strangers – serial arsonists – who had asked for a place to sleep. “They should all hang,” he says of the firebugs, noting he would never be so easily taken in. His wife Babette (Judy McGroarty) bids him be calm, as this affects her nerves, too. Sharply professional maid Anna (Brittany Michelle Davis) says there is a man at the door.

Thinking it’s about his heretofore faithful employee, Knechtling, whom he had let go, he orders her to send him off. But, she says, it is a stranger. This is different, he realizes, not a matter of business but of manners – a stranger at the door can’t be sent away offended.

Enter Joe Schmitz (Nathan Terhune), a burly man who earnestly states he is a former wrestler from the circus (that burned down) he worked at after a hard life as an orphan. He just needs a little time inside, out of the rain. And a drink would be nice. And maybe some cheese…

Reassuring Biedermann that, of course, he’s not an arsonist – why even suspect such a thing? – Joe sleeps in the attic. A day later, they are joined by Billy Eisenring (Eric Dixon), Joe’s friend and past head waiter at the local restaurant (that burned down). Surely there’s room for him as well, and a few items…

Somebody should see where this is going; fortunately, we have the Chorus, a/k/a the local Fire Brigade. The Superintendent, our Chorus Leader (Katie Brownlee) leads the warning call, between cigarettes (apt in 1953, but adding irony today). The Firefighters – Christopher Moore, Cyrena Knight, Kelly Keller, Ameetha Widdershins, and Malcolm Marshall – join in the cries of woe.

Widdershins cameos as Mrs. Knechtling, and Marshall also plays the “very far-sighted” Doctor of Philosophy, giving his observations of the goings-on.

Given its style and ever-weighty content, this play gives a lot for audiences to take in. But it is well worth the effort, making us laugh and think in equal measure. The cast perfectly play it with nary a wink towards the audience at the growing absurdity that requires no fantasy elements and hardly any sleight of hand. Terhune and Dixon’s “houseguests” give a master class in manipulation and preying on one’s good will. Moore makes Biedermann’s slide into delusion tragically believable.

This occurs in a beautifully detailed set by Michelle Moore, who, with Chris Bundy, arranged set decoration and props. Alaina Moore was assistant director. Stage managers are Cathy Ewbank and Kathy Jacobs.

Frisch at first presented this story as a radio play, the Swiss audience believing it to be a warning against Communism. His perspective was wider, having visited Germany in the 1930s and seeing how his Jewish girlfriend was treated. Decades later, we are invited to consider its metaphors in greater scale.

Anybody got a light?

Performances of “The Arsonists” are Aug. 18-20 and 25-26 at Mud Creek Players, 9740 E. 86th St., Indianapolis. The 2:30 p.m. Sunday performance (Aug. 20) includes a talkback, “Burning Questions,” after the show. For information and tickets, visit mudcreekplayers.org.