Civic: Fun time at a ‘Rotten’ show

By John Lyle Belden

Farce, parody, and satire collide hilariously with history in the hit musical “Something Rotten!” now staged by the Booth Tarkington Civic Theatre.

What even director Michael J. Lasley concedes is a “dumb” show is done smartly not by mocking William Shakespeare (though it’s not totally kind to him) so much as the cult of personality around him – which did start, to some degree, in his own time. In the process, the modern stage musical also gets skewered with gags comparable to the barbs in “Forbidden Broadway.”

During the English Renaissance (there’s a song about it), brothers Nick (Daniel Wilke) and Nigel Bottom (Jacob Schilling) struggle to get their next play completed when they are upstaged – again – by Shakespeare (Michael Krauter). They are so broke that Nick’s wife Bea (Addi Koehler), over his objections, goes out to find work herself.

Needing a surefire hit but desperate for an idea, Nick visits a soothsayer, Nostradamus (Parrish Williams). Being the nephew of the famous prophetic writer, he gets accurate but cloudy visions. This is how Nick Bottom comes to invent the “musical,” or at least tries to.

Nigel, a talented poet as well as playwright, meanwhile finds himself courting Portia (Ellen Vander Missen) the poetry-obsessed daughter of local Puritan leader Brother Jeremiah (David Maxwell), who vociferously objects.

With the help of the seer’s questionable skills, and secret funding by Jewish moneylender Shylock (Daniel Draves), the Bottoms seek to beat the Bard at producing what they are foretold will be his greatest work – “Omlette!”

Josh Vander Missen plays the company’s former patron, as well as a magistrate. A minstrel (Austin Stodghill) leads the remaining ensemble of Julia Ammons, Amanda Boldt, David Brock, Cam Hicks, Braxton Hiser, Karen Hurt, Emily Lantz, Melissa Ritchie, Nicole Sherlock, Michael Sherman, Louis Soria, Caitlin Stacy, Landon Storm, Blake Valentine, and Eric VanVeelen.

Wilke and Schilling play the brothers as well-meaning souls, with Nick defined by his stubbornness and Nigel by his naïve charm. Krauter’s Shakespeare goes from preening rock star to devilishly conniving as he seeks to steal what was supposed to be his own play. Standout performances by the leading ladies as well: Ellen Vander Missen’s headstrong Portia charms, while Koehler steals scenes as a woman with great strength of heart as well as muscle. Maxwell manages to make his Puritan bluster both menacing and highly amusing. A familiar face to Civic patrons, Williams has fun embracing his strange, silly role (he knew I’d write this).

Lasley directs with choreography and additional staging by Anne Beck, musical direction by Brent E. Marty (orchestra led by Al French), and stage managed by Matthew Keller. The musical was written by Karey Kirkpatrick and Wayne Kirkpatrick with John O’ Farrell.

For those who enjoy musicals, or “Hate Shakespeare,” or don’t mind seeing some hams sing about “Eggs,” go experience “Something Rotten!” Performances run through Oct. 18 at the Tarkington in the Allied Solutions Center for the Performing Arts in downtown Carmel. Get info and tickets at civictheatre.org.

‘Mink’ a good fit for Center Stage

By John Lyle Belden

“Life is too complicated, that’s why I don’t think about it.”

This line by the lead character is the essence of “The Widow in Mink,” a comedy by Carl L. Williams presented by Center Stage Community Theatre in Lebanon.

It has been two weeks since Margaret Osgood (Julie Wallyn) lost her husband, George, in a bird-watching accident, and she is still adjusting to life alone. She gets visits from her niece Julie (Amy Keitt), whose idle-rich boyfriend Roger (Mike Bauerle) tags along, as well as her late husband’s business partner Charlie (Kevin Shadle). She also joined a social group, the Wandering Widows – Diane (Tanya Haas), Betsy (Veronique Duprey), and Jane (Dottie Ostby) – now that she qualifies for membership.

Charlie arrives from the bank with the contents of George’s safety deposit box, including his will. Margaret soon discovers that she has inherited a lot more than a plethora of bird portraits.

Williams once referred to the character of Margaret as “sweetly oblivious;” Wallyn plays her as smarter than she lets on, with enough eccentricity that we laugh more at her situation than at her. Keitt’s sweet Julie, being an investigative reporter, is suspicious enough for the both of them. She has feelings for Roger, but there’s something keeping her from accepting his frustratingly frequent marriage proposals. Bauerle keeps his character easy-going throughout, with a sense that there is more to him than he dares to reveal. Shadle gives Charlie an aw-shucks demeanor that appears to appeal to Margaret – as well as Diane. The trio of Haas, Duprey, and Ostby have fun chemistry akin to the “Golden Girls.”

Jan Jamison directs, as well as designing the set and costumes.

This charming, delightful play shows that getting older doesn’t mean life gets any less interesting – quite the contrary. Sometimes all you need are good friends, and a nice mink coat.  

“The Widow in Mink” runs Friday through Sunday, though Oct. 12, at 604 Powell St., Lebanon. Get info and tickets at centerstagecommunitytheatre.com.

‘Absolute pleasure’ in Westfield

By John Lyle Belden

“The Rocky Horror Show” is the kind of stage performance that defies conventional theatre reviews.

Its cheesy-bad plot and pretensions as an allegedly cautionary tale are taken seriously by absolutely no one in the cast or audience, not even its satirical aspects as a spoof/homage to mid-20th century schlock horror or “this could happen to you” films directed at teens. This is by design. Created by Richard O’Brien and – with the help of producer-director Jim Sharman and the star charisma of Tim Curry – a hit in London (then elsewhere) since 1973, this is not just a tribute to all its movie and music influences, but a completely immersive bizarre entertainment experience.

Main Street Productions of Westfield brings “Rocky Horror” to glorious life to open the spooky season, evenings of Oct. 1-4. Note this means those involved in or attending other local shows can see it on Wednesday. The Saturday, Oct. 4, performance is scheduled for midnight, ending the run in a perfectly demented atmosphere. Also note that this is indeed the stage musical, not the film “Picture Show,” and this is an actual cast – no shadowcast – however, any and all call-backs are welcome and encouraged. Authorized audience props are available for sale – no waterguns – and the show program is on newsprint for use as the newspaper. Finally, because things a bit obscene are portrayed and a lot obscene are shouted, it is recommended for ages 18 and up; viewer discretion advised.

You likely already know what’s happening. If not, just accept the lipstick “V” (for “virgin”) on your face, try to relax and be ready for anything – you’ll survive.

Bradley Allen Lowe is outstanding as the ambisextrous* Dr. Frank N. Furter. This is his world; we’re just dancing in it. DaSean McLucas bravely embodies his creation, Rocky. Kelby Herwehe-Schounce and Dezaray Dagey give incredible performances as Brad and Janet, the two squares caught in the middle of the madness (kudos to them for putting up with shouts of “a**hole/slut” every performance). Logan Laflin throws himself totally into “handyman” Riff Raff. Talje Wiersma compliments perfectly as his twisted sister Magenta, and Alyna Hope Whitis shines as energetic assistant Columbia. The Phantoms are phantastic: Gwen Burke (also Trixie, who sings the theme), Jake Carrico (who doubles as Eddie), Jonathan Ramey (also Dr. Everett V. Scott), Kiara Hollaway, Samantha Kelly, Abby Morris, and Diego Rafael Samaniego. The Narrator, Broden Irwin, apparently does have a neck – but feel free to mock him for not having one, just to see how he reacts.

Bringing this all together are directors James H. Williams and Brandon Schultz, with musical director Ben Rose. Choreography is by Bryttnei Whitehurst (though instructions for the “Time Warp” were already provided – it’s just a jump to the left…).

For those who only know the movie, some scenes are different. Brad gets a song, and while some stage versions don’t have the lines “everybody’s lucky” and “a toast;” both have been worked back in (O’Brien has tinkered with the script over the years due to the film’s popularity). We do recommend buying the props (money supports the theatre) as the “toast” you get is a nice souvenir.  Becky the Bakester has also made appropriately decorated cookies for the concessions stand.  

If this is your kind of show at all, its worth the trip up to Westfield (note the downtown construction detours), at 220 N. Union St. See westfieldplayhouse.org for tickets.

(*This was an apt description of the character [played by Curry] in a Guardian review of the original production; I couldn’t resist using it here.)

IRT takes hilarious ‘Steps’

By John Lyle Belden

Alfred Hitchcock was not known as the Master of Comedy, though he did appreciate dark humor. Since he’s not with us anymore, it is now up to you to see the hilarious adaptation of Hitch’s “The 39 Steps,” now on stage at Indiana Repertory Theatre.

A UK hit by Patrick Barlow from a concept by Simon Corble and Nobby Dimon, based on the Hitchcock film based on the novel by John Buchan, IRT artistic director Benjamin Hanna brings the story to life with its cast of four. Jürgen Hooper plays our central character, Richard Hannay; Tyler Meredith portrays women important to the plot; and all other roles fall to a couple of clowns – seriously, they are billed as Clown 1 and Clown 2 – exuberantly played by Ema Zivkovic and Michael Stewart Allen.

Hannay is an ordinary man living in 1930s London, feeling bored and unsatisfied with life. Fate is certainly about to fix that! During a theatre show featuring the feats of Mister Memory, a mysterious woman with a German accent sits next to Hannay, fires a pistol, and insists on going home with him. The next day, Hannay is on a train for Scotland, evading the police as he is wanted for murder, knowing just enough about a plot of international espionage to get him in even deeper trouble.

The above plot is Hitchcock’s contribution (from Buchan’s book), the rest is non-stop silliness inspired by English theatre traditions (like commedia del arte meets Monty Python) with various props in trunks, the trunks themselves, doors and windows and such on movable frames – plus inventive uses for a ladder – to enact the movie in the most funny way possible. Along the way, look for references to some of Hitch’s other thrillers.

Hooper and Meredith both charm, excellently handling the elements of both romantic mystery and farce. Zivkovic and Allen’s antics, as well as their turns as key characters, are sharply done.

Not wishing anyone ill, but notable local talents Frankie Bolda and Jay Hemphill are the understudies, and we’re sure they are well up to the task.

The Hitchcockian hilarity of “The 39 Steps” runs through Oct. 12 at 140 W. Washington St., in the heart of downtown Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at irtlive.com.

From fake fruit to real feelings: Belfry delivers Simon classic

By John Lyle Belden

You can’t go wrong with a comedy play by Neil Simon, and The Belfry Theatre presents the one that started his incredible run of Broadway and film hits.

“Come Blow Your Horn” is not a musical, but more about blasting one’s own achievements. In this case 1960s swinging single Alan Baker (Josh Gibson), in a nice Manhattan apartment with constant female companionship. He’s been having fun with aspiring actress Peggy (Adriana Menefee), who stretches being “bad with names” to comic lengths. However, his more regular companion, Connie (Alyssa Lay), has come home from her singing tour early.

Meanwhile, Alan’s younger brother, Buddy (Jeff Haber), has arrived to stay with him, finally escaping living with their parents – neurotic and overbearing Mother (Vickie Phipps), and hot-tempered Father (Chris Otterman), who varies from passive-aggressive to aggressive-aggressive. The family owns a wax-fruit factory where the father employs both sons, though he rails at “the bum” Alan’s slacking.

Alan seeks to make Buddy more irresponsible like him, while, ironically, he finds himself having authentic feelings for Connie. But when the playboy antics get too complex, Father’s reaction could rename this show “Come Blow Your Top.”

This comedy shows hints of Simon’s linguistic mastery and knack for wacky situations that reach perfection in his later shows. On its own merits, it’s wildly enjoyable, and you can tell the cast are having fun with it as well. Gibson is great at projecting cheeky confidence, so is in his element here. Haber delivers a perfect contrast, as a man perpetually unsure of himself. After intermission, the two switch demeanors, adding dimension to their characters, as well as more laughs.

Lay is adorable as usual and shows both her and her performer character’s range in her efforts to get Alan to mature. In roles inspired by Simon’s own parents, Phipps and Otterman shine as the Mom and Dad who seem to never be happy, yet still get across that they love their kids – infuriating as they are. Menefee plays Peggy as more nice than smart, elevating a rather limited role. Katherine Gibson has a memorable cameo as Aunt Gussie.

Veteran director Lori Raffel, who has handled plenty of wackiness in various central Indiana companies, delivers an endearing take on this classic. Performances are Friday through Sunday, Sept. 26-28, at The Switch Theatre, 10029 126th St., Fishers. Info and tickets at thebelfrytheatre.com.

Epilogue comedy brings new meaning to ‘juke joint’

By Wendy Carson 

Epilogue Players whisks us away to a senior living center in Upstate New York for the Indiana premiere of Paul Stroili’s rollicking tale, “A Jukebox for the Algonquin.” It is billed as “a serious comedy about sex, drugs, and rocking chairs” yet not a single rocking chair is to be had in the show.

The entire show takes place in The Algonquin Room, one of the many meeting spaces available to the residents. Being such a large place, they split into three main tribes: Indies – those in Independent Living; Asses – in Assisted Living; and Longhorns –in Long-term care, here until the end.

Dennis (Duane Mercier) holds court in the room in much the way that Dorthy Parker ran her round table in the hotel the room is named for. His regulars consist of Johnny (Onis Dean), who has a wicked sense of humor and longs for a jukebox to fill the room with real music and Annie (Wendy Brown) a spitfire who would be quite dangerous if she wasn’t mostly blind. Occasional visits from Tyler (Grant Bowen), the orderly who tries, not too well, to hide his shadier side from everyone; and Josefina (Yolanda Valdivia), the woman in charge of everything, add some bits of spice to daily life.

However, the arrival of two new people brings about all the laughs and drama that anyone could hope for. We first meet Chuck (Albert E. Lahiman III), also known as “Dust Mop Guy.” Despite his quiet demeanor, he has more than enough emotional baggage to fill all the meeting rooms. Then comes Peg (Mary DeBoer), a new Indy who becomes the member of the table they never knew was missing.

Johnny’s quest to raise money for the jukebox hits a snag and all looks lost, until Peg’s efforts to identify the plants her hippie predecessor left behind brings about a lucrative herbal solution to their financial woes. Still, it’s only 2003 and such things are still illegal.

The whole show is exquisitely cast, and co-directors Therese Burns and Amanda Greene keep things rolling along even during the few moments when life steps in and kicks the players. This is a tender, sweet, and very funny look at aging with dignity.

So, pull up a chair at the round table and see whether the gang gets to dance to the living music of actual records – or continue to suffer the sad collection of 17 CDs (three of which are copies of Frampton Comes Alive).

Ticket sales have been brisk, and there is just one week of shows left, Thursday through Sunday, Sept. 18-21, at 1849 N. Alabama St. (corner of 19th and Alabama), downtown Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at epilogueplayers.com.

Mud Creek hosts marital mayhem

By John Lyle Belden

We are cordially invited to a wedding in the quaint and quirky town of Faro, Texas – at least we hope there’s one.

Mud Creek Players presents “Dearly Beloved,” the popular comedy by Jessie Jones, Nicholas Hope, and Jamie Wooten, directed by MCP president Dani Lopez-Roque.

We await the blessed event in a church fellowship hall as the Futrelle sisters – Honey Raye (Lisa Warner Lowe), Frankie (Jennifer Poynter) and Twink (Lea Ellingwood) – must work together to make the wedding of Frankie’s daughter Tina Jo (Breanna Helms) as perfect as possible.

Estranged from her siblings, Honey is welcome to pitch in if she can stop flirting in her search for Husband No. 5. To Frankie’s horror, Twink’s idea of catering is a potluck supper, complete with hog roast in a pit behind the church. Frankie’s husband Dub (Jason Roll) and the bride’s twin sister Gina Jo (Helms) are also on hand to help, as well as friend Raynerd Chisum (Fred Margison) and wedding planner/florist Geneva Musgrave (Laura Gellin). Not wishing to help, or for the nuptials to even happen, is mother of the groom Patsy Price (Marie McNelis).

Unknown to the others, Twink has seen a fortune teller, Nelda Lou (Addie Taylor), who told her if she is to be married herself, she must attend a wedding with her boyfriend Wiley Hicks (Kevin Smith) – which is why her beau is there despite being severely sick, and on way too much cold medicine. Dub also has a secret, which he hopes to reveal later at the reception.

UPS driver Justin Waverly (Stephen Di Carlo) arrives delivering bad news: the minister can’t come to the wedding. However, as he is also a seminary student, Justin can officiate. This is followed by worse news: the bride and groom are headed out of town! Local police officer John Curtis Buntner (Jackson Hawkins) is dispatched to fetch them back.

From the opening scene at Geneva’s Bookoo Bokay all the way to the ceremony at the end, there are practically non-stop laughs, punctuated by all the feelings such a day can summon – love, rage, etc. Still, amongst the flurry of things going wrong, the important stuff goes right.

The entire cast get into their characters, bringing us into the fun. Lowe, Poynter, and Ellingwood exhibit sibling chemistry, both when sparks fly and when they join forces. Roll is sweet as the long-suffering dad and husband. Helms shows a knack for physical comedy, particularly when Gina Jo deals with her crush on Justin. Smith, playing a man who barely knows what planet he’s on, provides some of the wildest moments.

It feels appropriate to have a “barn” at the edge of the city host this charming and hilarious piece of small-town silliness with heart as big as Texas. Performances of “Dearly Beloved” are Friday through Sunday, Sept. 19-21, and Sept. 26-27, at 9740 E. 86th St., Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at mudcreekplayers.org.

Wild Wilde comedy at Buck Creek

By Earnest Bunbury John Lyle Belden

Buck Creek Players takes on a classic comedy tackling issues of identity within a strict society, “The Importance of Being Earnest,” which playwright Oscar Wilde cheekily called “A Trivial Comedy for Serious People.”

The subtext was hardly trivial for Wilde, with this well-received 1895 play coming out shortly before his infamous legal spat that had him imprisoned for homosexuality (a crime in Victorian Britain). For BCP, director Mel DeVito sought to enhance the comedy’s queerness with cross-gender casting.

Amanda McCabe said that when she auditioned, she had no idea she would become Jack “Earnest” Worthing. “I believe Wilde would have loved this,” she said after a performance. DeVito agrees, adding, “I just wanted to see Ben (Jones) in a dress” – which he is as haughty mistress of manners Lady Augusta Bracknell. Judy Lombardo plays both the servant parts, one as male and one female. Paige Scott, whose past roles include a trans character in “Hedwig,” portrays a rather distinguished clergyman, Dr. Chausable.

We open at the home of Algernon Moncrieff (Aaron Beal), where Earnest (McCabe) has come to woo his cousin, Gwendolen Fairfax (Brittany Magee). Our suitor wins her heart, but not her hand as Aunt Augusta, a/k/a Lady Bracknell (Jones), forbids their union, considering the young man’s rakish reputation and apparent low birth.

Mr. Worthing has two more complications: Gwendolen insists she will only marry a man named “Earnest,” and Algernon has found the proof that is not his name. As for the latter, cynically jovial Algernon finds it amusing that his friend also enjoys “Bunburying” – named for his habit of avoiding responsibilities by going to visit his non-existent “invalid friend” named Bunbury. Worthing says his double life lets him be serious “Jack” around his ward, the beautiful young heiress Cecily Cardew (Kielynn Tally), and “Earnest,” Jack’s younger more fun-loving brother, elsewhere.

The plot twists and thickens when Algernon goes to call on Cicely, introducing himself to governess Miss Prism (Tracy Herring) as Earnest. This thrills the girl, who always wanted to marry a man by that name.

As Lady Bracknell says later, coincidences are very unseemly. Wilde’s pen seemed not to care.

The casting and sharply delivered performances bring out all the fun and make the satire relatable, including obliviousness to hypocrisy, vice as virtue, and women’s thoughts in diary form being a sort of official record of social life. McCabe embodies Jack/Earnest with dashing charm and Chaplain-esque nimbleness. Magee and Tally both play wily and smart, especially when the young women have the upper hand over their “Earnests.” Beal plays Algernon as a smooth cad, yet ever likable.

Jones commands the stage, perfectly blending a stern Victorian matron and a no-nonsense drag persona. Lombardo speaks volumes with an eye roll. Herring gets moments to shine when her small role becomes more integral to the denouement. Scott is subtly wonderful, even while Chausible is perplexed but willing to re-christen adult men.

For a fun old “trivial comedy” as you’ve never seen it before, “The Importance of Being Earnest” has one more weekend, Friday through Sunday, Sept. 12-14, at the Buck Creek Playhouse, 11150 Southeastern Ave., Indianapolis (Acton Road exit off I-74). Get tickets and info at buckcreekplayers.com.

IndyFringe: Dragons and Dungeons – Squid Game

This was part of the 20th Anniversary Indy Fringe Theatre Festival in August 2025. Review originally posted on our Facebook page.

By Wendy Carson

Theater Unchained once again brings us a new chapter in their beloved tales of a group of adventurers headquartered out of The Folded Ass Tavern.

It’s their young dragon, Rapture’s “Gotcha Day” and everyone’s gathered to celebrate.

For newer patrons, we have some quick backstory and reintroduction of our gang, by the tavern’s owner. They include his brother, Tink, the Artificer; Fig, the Druid; Seren the Paladin; and Crabitha, the Wizard who’s somehow grown a second mustache.

After a minor mishap, Rapture is magically taken aways and we find that Crabitha is actually the evil Collector, and they must play their twisted “Squid Games” to get Rapture back.

The audience assists our troupe by rolling a giant die but some other members were granted the ability to modify or negate their efforts. Good luck to all.

The characters, challenges, and situations are fun for all but be warned, not everything always ends well. We made some very good rolls at first and though our team won the games, not everyone survived.

I really enjoyed the puppetry throughout plus the fact that the cast & crew were all having as much fun throughout as the audience. The whole hour feels more like a party than a show.

IndyFringe: Cubicle Confessions

This was part of the 20th Anniversary Indy Fringe Theatre Festival in August 2025. Review originally posted on our Facebook page.

By Wendy Carson

Bad bosses, we’ve all had them, some of us have been them, and Jeff Kidding Me Comedy (Jeff McKinney) brings us together to share some of our horror stories.

Interspersed with our tales, we get to witness some upcoming local comics and their takes on corporate culture as well.

The first being Chance Webb, a decent salesman with an inherently “punchable face.” Reminding us that, in sales, the better salesmen get promoted, however, the same qualities that make you a great salesman, also make you a terrible boss.

We then meet the amazing Queen Quaymo. She possesses a lot of skills, mainly from being fired from a lot of jobs but she also shines a light on Amazon and makes us recognize it’s corporate structure for one her ancestors fled from.

Just remember, your life is just another episode of God’s hit Netflix series. So when things become too much for you, mug for the camera.

Being one of the few stand-up shows on the schedule, I can highly recommend this one for a good laugh as well as the ability to make you feel better about your own work situation.