comedy

Fringe alert: Get real weird with a real scientist

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By John Lyle Belden

Some scientific studies sound too bizarre or silly but do have real-world applications. Other times, you hear “according to this study,” yet on a closer look you have to say, “Really?!”

Dr. Rob Pyatt, PhD., tackles both kinds of actual research in his lectures. A self-proclaimed “stand-up scientist” (we’d say this is backwards: he’s fact-based first, with a wild sense of humor), he has hosted a popular real-world Weird Science program (no relation to the film or song) at sci-fi conventions and other events for 20-plus years, plus other STEM education programs and initiatives in several states. An Indiana University graduate with Masters from Purdue and Doctorate from Ohio State, he has also worked at the University of South Dakota, Sioux Falls; and Kean University, Union, N.J.

Aside from serious credentials, Rob is seriously entertaining, whether elaborating on a rather deviant duck, the importance of what bathroom stall you use is to facility planning, or discussing anything Godzilla. He lets audiences know how the science is made, often involving us in quirky surveys which can be mined for data, both accurate and misleading.

Our research shows that he loves Indianapolis.

He will appear live at his regular haunt, InConJunction Sci-Fi Convention, July 4-6, with his Weird Science on the evening of Saturday, July 5, at the Wyndham Indianapolis Airport, 2544 Executive Drive. He presents real, published case studies, research, and incidents explored for – if not useful information – at least, a lot of laughs. And be ready to do an offbeat questionnaire – past surveys include the above restroom preference, or if you can tell a “pit bull” from other breeds by sight (harder than you think!). Part of a big nerd-tastic experience on Indy’s west side, get info (including Saturday-only tickets, if you prefer) at inconjunction.org.

Also, a new show, “Grad School Sucks,” featuring Rob Pyatt, will premiere at the 20th Annual IndyFringe Festival, in which, he declares, “Comedy meets science in this show exploring strange scientific studies.” The festival runs Aug. 14-24 on and around Mass Avenue in downtown Indianapolis. See IndyFringe.org in the coming weeks for details on specific showtimes and venues.

In the meantime, you can also find him hosting the “Weird Science with Rob Pyatt” group on Facebook.

Footlite gets ‘Kinky’ in the best way

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By John Lyle Belden

With among its many lessons that you should be willing to pull together to try something wild with great potential, the all-volunteer cast and crew of Footlite Musicals present the fun and funny hit, “Kinky Boots.”

With book by Broadway legend Harvey Fierstein and songs by equally iconic Cyndi Lauper (making her the first woman to win a Tony for solo songwriting), the 2013 Broadway musical is adapted from the 2005 British film of the same name, in turn inspired by a true story from the 1990s. Set in that 20-ish year ago era in Northampton, England, a man who has inherited a failing shoe factory seeks to save it by filling an unmet need – sturdy but sexy boots for drag queens.

Charlie Price (Alexander Bast) had planned to move to London and take a lucrative marketing job alongside his fiancé Nicola (Nicole Sherlock) but is called back home when his father (Ted Jacobs) passes away. The shoes are well-made, but in a highly competitive market, nobody seems to want them. While seeking to strike a deal with a family friend (Derek Savick-Hesser) Charlie encounters Lola (Kevin Bell), the drag queen star of her own show. He notices her stilettos won’t hold up a man’s body and, after Price & Sons employee Lauren (Mara Fowler) – who secretly has a crush on him – suggests he find “an underserved niche market” to stay in business, gets the idea to make what will be known as Kinky Boots.

Reactions are mixed at the factory, though most buy in as the alternative is unemployment. Factory manager George (Ryan Bridges) is eager and creates a steel-reinforced heel. Foreman Don (Drew Kempin) considers himself a “man’s man” and openly mocks Lola, who is brought on board as designer. In three weeks, there will be a major fashion show in Milan that will make or break the enterprise, as well as the people involved.

We also meet, in the opening number, Charlie and Simon (who will become Lola) as boys, played by Sam Houghland and Ryan Thomas, respectively, as well as Simon’s disapproving father (Jerry Davis).  The cast includes Shari Jacobs, Awbrey Brosseit, Jessica Hackenberg, Logan Laflin, Louis Soria, Ruby Waliser, Jennifer Zotz, and Tom Zotz, who also cameos as Richard, Nicola’s boss.

Lola is backed by her cloud of fabulous Angels, performed by drag artists Conner Becker-Chamberlin, a/k/a Darcy Sparks; Leon Benbow-Blomberg / Miss Dominixxx; Caleb Francis / Penny Loafers; Cameron Grant / Anita Richard; Shawn Hunt / Artemis Da Goddess; Dalen Jordan / Donleigh Delights; Paige Penry / Bella DeBall; and Kenan Tinnin / Body Miss Morphia.

Joyfully directed by Jerry Beasley, we get a (much-needed these days) uplifting story of grit and acceptance. The characters are fairly complex – not just the obvious multitudes in Lola, brought out in glorious voice and expression by Bell. Bast gives us a Charlie who is well-meaning, sometimes off-base, yet easy to root for. Kempin’s Don is mostly bluster, a bloke who literally gets sense knocked into him. Sherlock plays Nicola as one who feels certain of her direction, coming to learn that Charlie doesn’t see success her way. Fowler makes her regular young woman Lauren, who goes from slinging shoes on a factory floor to being “executized” to help make the new line,   appropriately adorable.

Among the volunteers putting this spectacle together are set designers Ted Jacobs and Mary Lich, choreographer Thomas Mason, vocal director Ben Rose, and stage manager Melissa Yurechko. Costumer for the queens is Angel Olivera, assisted by Katie Van Den Heuvel and Michael Morrow. Jeremy Kaylor leads the orchestra.

EDITED TO ADD: Beasley messaged me this – “I would like to add that Claire Olvey Slaven also costumed The Angels as well as assistant directed, and Ben Jones created their hair and makeup look! The Price & Son workers costumes were designed by Edith Burton-Bandy.”

As a counter to current controversies, we get a reminder that for its community Drag is not just a lifestyle, but an essential part of life. Let the spirit of “Kinky Boots” raise you up, and remember: “You can change the world, when you change your mind.”

Performances are Thursdays through Sundays through May 18 at Footlite Musicals, 1847 N. Alabama St., Indianapolis. Get tickets (which have been selling fast) at footlite.org.

ATI employs legendary workplace comedy

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By John Lyle Belden

The corporate glass ceiling has a few more openings these days, but women still relate to the frustration of the 1980 movie, “9 to 5,” which made lifelong friends of its stars Jane Fonda, Lily Tomlin, and Dolly Parton, who wrote and performed its iconic theme.

The story, which Fonda brought to film after hearing the plight of admins in the ‘70s, got new life as a Broadway musical by Patricia Resnick with more songs by Parton in 2009. And now, Actors Theatre of Indiana have put it to work at the Studio Theatre in Carmel through May 11.

Set mainly in the offices of mythical Consolidated Industries in 1979, and keeping the plot beats of the original film, Judy Bernley (Devan Mathias [Fonda’s role]) is enduring her first day at work – ever, thanks to being dumped by her philandering husband. She is put under the tutelage of supervisor Violet Newstead (Judy Fitzgerald [Tomlin]), who is still considered “just a secretary” despite seniority over many of the men, including “sexist, egotistical, lying, hypocritical bigot” company VP Franklin Hart (J. Stuart Mill). The tyrannical Mr. Hart is served by personal assistant Roz Keith (Cynthia Collins), an obsessively devoted toady who spies on the others for him, and secretary Doralee Rhodes (Abigail Storm [Dolly]), who constantly deflects but puts up with his blatantly sexist shenanigans while getting no respect from others due to her “backwoods Barbie” accent and looks, but mostly from the rumor she’s banging the boss.  

To set the scene, Ms. Parton herself appears on a screen to introduce the show and its principal trio. The opening number is a breakdown of the theme song, energetically propelling us into their “way to make a living.”

We also meet Grace Villegas, Jaddy Ciucci, and choreographer Carol Worcel as secretaries Maria, Kathy, and Margaret (the “old lush”). Deb Wims is Hart’s oblivious wife Missy, and plays a member of the secretarial pool. Tim Hunt is accountant Joe, who is sweet on Violet. Kenny Shepard portrays Dick (appropriately), Judy’s ex, while Fletcher Hooten is Josh, Violet’s teenage son; Shepard and Hooten also appear as members of the company’s all-male executives, along with Peter Scharbrough as rising star Bob. Scharbrough later cameos as the Chairman of the Board. Jacob A. Butler plays Dwayne, Doralee’s sweet and supportive husband.

The plot brings Judy, Violet, and Doralee together in their mutual hatred of Hart, and after a then-illicit evening with a rather strong dose of pot during which they relate – and we see gloriously performed – their revenge fantasies, they inadvertently find themselves actually acting them out. So, at intermission, Hart is chained away in his own home by the women, who next must figure out how to keep the company running with him gone (the easy part) while working out the means to keep their own freedom (hilarity ensues).

Mathias and Fitzgerald make familiar roles their own while Storm adds her go-getter spark to the lady in the big blonde hair and support bra. Mill takes his tyrant up a comedic notch from the film, aided by his hilariously cheesy company photograph (props design by Casey Clouser). Collins nails the role of Roz. Hunt is sweet as smitten Joe, who helps save the day but gives credit where due.

Indy area stage legend Suzanne Fleenor directs. Stage managers are Duane McDevitt, assisted by Kayla Richardson. Guy Clark’s costume design evokes the era without edging into loud fashion. Jay Ganz designed a clever and functional modular set that allowed for smooth desktop transitions.

The fairly daring-for-its-time show that set the standard for modern workplace comedy is a still-relatable joy and gentle reminder to value everyone who has to punch in at 9 (or, from my experience, 8) to 5. Performances are at the Studio Theatre in the Allied Solutions Center for the Performing Arts in downtown Carmel. Info and tickets at atistage.org and thecenterpresents.org.

Straight dope from the Cryptid crew

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By John Lyle Belden

Before you read any further, please go to IndyFringe.org and get your tickets for Cryptid Entertainment’s production of “Reefer Madness: The Musical,” this and next weekend (May 2-4 and 9-11) at IF Theatre, and quickly, as performances have been selling out.

Did you score some of this good stuff? Awesome. Here’s what you can expect.

It was high time this campy cult hit – based on the “informative” film from 1936 – returned to Indy, years after its 2007 debut at a venue that has since changed its name (coincidence?). The victim of that production, a young Tony Schaab, has recovered from his habit of wearing strange furry suits to lead the Cryptid cast as the valiant Lecturer, warning us all of the dangers of…

MARIJUANA!

With the help of wholesome young actors, he relates the fateful story of The Harper Affair, in which Jimmy Harper (Chris Ritchie) forsakes his girlfriend Mary Lane (Melissa Mellinger) and the innocence of the Five and Dime soda fountain for the sweet temptations inside the Reefer Den run by Jack Stone (Justin Klein) and his stoned lady Mae (Jessica Hawkins). There, college dropout Ralph Wiley (Daniel Draves) can’t wait to hook more teens and seductress Sally (Addi Koehler) adds carnal pleasures to the mix.

Schaab also watches events unfold as friendly soda jerk Mr. Poppy. Other endangered youths are played by Cameron Hicks, Drake Smith, Kelly Hutchings, Kennedy Wilson, Kylie Schweikarth, and Linda Thompson. As it turns out, the pull of the pot is so strong that perhaps not even Jesus himself (Klein) can help. Only death and destruction – and a bizarre chase scene – can be the result.

From time to time, Abby Morris carries informative placards, including one that says, “REEFER MAKES YOU GIGGLE FOR NO GOOD REASON.” Fortunately, with this cast, under the direction of Bradley Allan Lowe, we have many good reasons to laugh. Music is by the two-person orchestra of Billy Scharfenberger and Elliott Smith. The incredible set is by Dakota Lumley.

Within the badly-made moralizing ‘30s film and the book and songs of the 1998 musical by Kevin Murphy and Dan Studney, there is a cautionary tale (exaggerated as it is) that letting yourself get drawn into addictive behavior can lead to a downward spiral of bad consequences. It could also be noted that the issue with destructive habits isn’t the substance – one could get in these kinds of trouble with legal gambling or alcohol, or whatever consumes your time and attention – but how much we understand the true dangers, and that the desire by some to control you won’t necessarily stop with that one “bad” thing.

Or… never mind – just laugh yourself silly at this over-the-top musical adventure with the most dangerous weed since that Little Shop play that was in town last year.

Big thanks to Cryptid artistic director Dakota Jones for bringing “Reefer” back to Indy, and to stage manager Ariel Laukins for helping me get the info for this review.

Wow… Can you imagine what it would be like if The Stuff actually became legal? Like in maybe about half the U.S. states in one form or another, including all the ones that border this one? *[exhales]* Uh-oh.  

‘Omigosh,’ these kids are good

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By John Lyle Belden

When you see a comedy performed by kids, for kids, about a kids’ summer camp, you expect something, well, campy. With KidsPlay Inc.’s “Camp Omigosh,” by Wade Bradford, directed by Amy Studabaker, you get that and more, an experience one could say is out of this world.

KidsPlay (for those unfamiliar) is the Greenfield-based non-profit theatre program open to children in grades 3 to 8 (any school or homeschooled) who make up the entirety of the cast – learning stagecraft for free – while volunteer family and community members help in all aspects of the show.

The weirdness starts on the bus to camp, as Connor (Asher Ortman), who is also our Narrator, tries to make friends by swindling them. Tasha (Nora Smith) is not impressed, but somehow finds herself holding his hand in the long, dark tunnel to the campground.

Camp Omigosh itself, on the banks of Lake Whattheheck, turns out to be a dump. New owner Miss Warren (Molly Wallace) sets the activity schedule around the kids fixing the place up, which excites carpentry and engineering enthusiast Parker (Oliver Lederman). To assist, there are some deaf-mute girls from Sweden (Gigi Gunn, Callahan Horan, Kyndall Watkins) led by Ulah (Ellie Stearns).

Staff include Ms. Greenblatt (Kayte Reasoner) who combines her love of arts and crafts with being Camp Nurse; Coach Dunbom (Bella Latdrik), who views playing dodgeball as a life skill; Mr. Hobbes (Bennie Vaughn), who lives to dance; and the Starbucks-addicted bus driver, Ms. Finkle (Aria Studebaker).

Rich girl Kimberly (Abby Marler) thought she was going to an elite performing arts camp and is furious. The others all seem happy enough to be there, though, especially BFF’s Tessa and Vanessa (Josie McConnell and Essie Ortman), who seem to share both a brain and a passion for animals.

And what’s a summer camp without a ghost story? There have been sightings of a mysterious figure (Caroline Goldstein) – could it be the spirit long missing (and presumed dead) Billie Wilson? Why are campers’ personal objects floating away into the woods? Also, aren’t the Silent Swedes just a bit too creepy? Things just get spookier and weirder until our kids find themselves in a more complex and dangerous situation than any of them (or frankly, us in the audience) ever expected.

The cast also include – in various roles such as campers, aliens, and robots –  Audra Speicher, Vivian Goldstein, Tanner Pipkin, Trinity Bricker, Lilliana Grzelak, Sawyer Froman, Piper Grzelak, Elliott Holmes, Sydney Daniels, Quinn Felver, Harrison Studabaker, and Jack Joyner as the “First Contact Alien.”

Several also perform in the traditional KidsPlay opening dance number – a clever take on a “camp” classic – along with Evalynn Connelly, Tegan Keller, and Piper Orr.

The production is funny, entertaining, and a nice showcase of young talent. We are always impressed with even the younger actors who already show stage presence and range, like fourth-grader Lederman, or fifth-grader Marler in taking her arc from spoiled brat to feisty heroine (who, in a comic high-point, defeats… herself!).

The polish of experience starts to show with principal players such as Asher Ortman, Smith, the duo of Stearns and Essie Ortman, and those playing adults like Wallace, Latdrik, Aria Studebaker, Reasoner, Vaughn, and Joyner. The “Swedes” display quality clown/mime work, and we even get some puppetry with Daniels, Felver, and Harrison Studabaker.

This being the Spring Show, these are the final KidsPlay performances for the program “graduates,” eighth-graders who move on to high school stages and possible Young Artist opportunities in area theatres. This year, there are just Bella Latdrik and Jack Joyner. You know when you notice a young girl or boy on stage stealing scenes? That was these two in past KidsPlay productions. Here’s wishing them the best going forward.

Head out to “Camp Omigosh!” Performances are Friday through Sunday, May 2-4, at the H.J. Ricks Centre for the Arts, 122 W. Main St. (US 40) in downtown Greenfield. Get very affordable tickets at crazylakeacting.com or the box office.

Play presents unstable nuclear family

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By John Lyle Belden

When we see photos taken on the surface of the planet Mars, they are desolate, empty, and yet beautiful – in part because we still want to believe in the advanced civilizations that authors including Ray Bradbury and Robert Heinlein placed there. We observe the truth but see the myth.

In “Martian Gothic,” by popular and prolific American playwright Don Nigro, Sonia Pretorius looks at a nuclear power plant and, she tells us, sees grand Martian cathedrals.

The play is presented at IF Theatre by Clerical Error Productions, expanding beyond its reputation for farces by bringing us a more complex sort of comedy – laughter-invoking funny at times, while also “funny” like things are not quite right. Local actor and director Jon Lindley, noting an interest in this play for some time, directs, assisted by stage manager Stacy Long.

Set in the 1980s – apparently at a point between when the Three Mile Island incident increased demand for public relations campaigns by nuclear energy interests, and the Chernobyl disaster, which essentially stopped all interest in building new plants – Sonia (Laura Gellin) is the perfect spokeswoman for the local nuclear energy company. She has a genius intellect, knowledge of the systems, beauty with an engaging personality, and is the daughter of famed nuclear engineer Dr. John Pretorius (Brad Staggs). As a girl she loved science fiction, but as a teen her energies were devoted to caring for younger sister Janie (Sarah Powell) after their mother died.

Sonia has a few problems: Janie is an environmental activist, protesting at the plant; the power company official Sonia reports to, Nofsinger (Blake Mellencamp), is a sexist jerk (and wannabe adulterer); and there are disturbing reports written by the on-site Nuclear Regulatory Commission inspector, R. Hooey. Turns out the “R” stands for Ruth (Alaine Sims), who sits hidden away in the basement writing honest reports that no one reads because the NRC automatically approves anything management wants.

Sonia is also our narrator, with a frankness that belies her public niceness. “Thank you for being ignorant,” she says. Her intellectual smugness extends to treating her sister like an imbecile, not just because of Janie’s dyslexia, but mostly for her refusing to see the wonderful benefits of their father’s work. Gellin and Powell give us a heartbreakingly genuine performance of siblings whose love is constantly obscured by differences that have them arguing any time they are together – constantly both desiring and refusing to understand each other’s point of view.

Staggs gives us a man of conscience finding himself forced to reconsider his life’s work. Dr. Pretorius’s priority becomes connection with his daughters, and to understand the truth – whatever form it takes – with the help of his growing relationship with Ruth. Sims displays sharp wit in her straight-shooter character.

Mellencamp makes Nofsinger an irredeemable ass, weasel, or any manner of unpleasant metaphorical animal. Still, his “the facts are what we say they are” expedient manager is not much of an exaggeration from what’s found in corporations, government, or especially where they intersect.

At a time with new designs for nuclear plants being floated, trust in government and corporate interests as shaky as ever, and our continuing to understand how uncertain is the literal ground under our feet, this play is an important thought-provoking parable for today. Nigro’s words, in Lindley’s hands, intwine themes of family and power with fragile nuclear bonds.

Mars remains too distant for us; however, the wisdom of its mythical race is still attainable, provided we can handle what we grok. “Martian Gothic” has performances Thursday through Sunday, April 24-27 at The Blackbox at IF Theatre, 719 E. St. Clair, downtown Indianapolis. Get tickets at indyfringe.org.

‘Wrong’ goes right at the IRT

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By John Lyle Belden

One of the great ironic tricks of theatre is that it takes true professionals to portray clumsy amateurs in a way that delivers side-splitting comedy. This we get from Indiana Repertory Theatre with “The Play That Goes Wrong.”

This was a U.K. and Broadway hit by Henry Lewis, Henry Shields, and Jonathan Sayer, who apparently spend their time in London making other stage genres and classic stories “go wrong.” The script invokes the spirit of Murphy’s Law, in that practically every prop will break or fail and every conceivable mistake can and will be made – combined with a determined “the show must go on” attitude.

This appears to be the Indianapolis premiere, though there were productions last year in Bloomington and Carmel (we reviewed those as well, in case this looks familiar).

To ensure that everything goes perfectly catastrophic, the IRT Margot Lacy Eccles Artistic Director, Benjamin Hanna, directs. The cast includes a couple of the players from last autumn’s “Spelling Bee,” Brent Mutter and Dominque Lawson, and two local masters of physical comedy, Rob Johansen and Claire Wilcher.

The play takes place in England at the Cornley Drama Society’s opening night of “The Murder at Haversham Manor.” The whodunit’s director (Eric Sharp), who also plays the detective, is grateful to finally get a production under way with a full cast, once the technical director Trevor (Ryan Hallahan) and stage manager Annie (China Brickey) are set. The mystery starts from opening curtain with the victim Charles (Johansen) lying on a chaise at center stage. Entering, despite a stuck door, are his best friend Thomas (Mutter), his brother Cecil (Lawson), fiancé Florence (Sarah Coakley Price), and the butler Perkins (Wilcher). Was this murder? Detective Carter arrives to determine it was, and everyone is a suspect.

Of course, this Agatha Christie-style story is constantly upstaged by things falling and failing all over the place, nothing where it’s supposed to be, and cleaning fluid in place of the stage-whiskey. Add to this some superb bad acting, such as Lawson’s comically broad gestures resembling bad attempts at sign language, or Wilcher’s need to have key words written on her hand – and always mispronounced.

Things get even more bizarre when Florence is accidentally knocked out and Annie, script in hand, must immediately take her place, going about as well as you’d expect. Eventually, Price and Brickey are two concussed, dueling Florences fighting for the spotlight.

Throughout, this is a masterpiece of mayhem. The non-stop hilarity surpasses even favorite farces like “Noises Off,” with chaos comparable to Monty Python or The Marx Brothers at their manic best.

Credit goes to Christopher and Justin Swader for the hilariously hazardous stage design.

“The Play That Goes Wrong” runs through May 11 on the mainstage at IRT, 140 W. Washington St., in the heart of downtown Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at irtlive.com.

Where there’s a ‘Will,’ there’s a ‘Play’

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By John Lyle Belden

Indy Shakes, The Indianapolis Shakespeare Company, presents a performer who seems to conjure the spirit of William Shakespeare himself in a way you’ve never seen the Bard before.

“Gender Play, or, What You Will,” is a mostly one-person show by non-binary actor Will Wilhelm, written by Wilhelm with Erin Murray, and directed by Emily Tarquin. The current production is in the black-box Basile Theatre in the Phoenix Theatre Cultural Centre.

As we enter, we are asked to get into the spirit of the evening by picking up a Tarot card (yours to keep) and put on a bit of the various pieces of costuming made available to all (return those after). The seating is extremely casual, with comfy chairs around the stage. Wilhelm and his assistants Emily Root, Beks Roen and DJ Senaite Tekle mingle with us a bit before the show, encouraging the costuming and perhaps giving you a little scroll to read aloud at a point during the show.

It quickly becomes obvious that these proceedings are very queer – in all senses of the word!

Wilhelm tells us his personal story of struggling as a “trans, non-binary, genderqueer” actor in a theatre world that, though supportive, still wants to “type” people to roles.  He adores Shakespeare’s work – and that they share a first name – so one night he somehow manages to contact the long-dead playwright, who was, it turns out, “totes queer.”  

This is not an unheard-of assertion. Speculations of his sexuality (possibly bi) and the events of his life outside of Stratford and when not on stage in London are plentiful due to little documentation outside of comments by critics, and (of course) Shakespeare’s published works. Channeling the Bard, Will/Will tells of his relationship with Henry Wriothesley, Third Earl of Southampton, a rather pretty young man judging by his portrait. Shakespeare did publicly dedicate a couple of romantic poems to him, and it is thought the Earl was secretly the subject of a number of sonnets.

Consider that in the plays there are a number of strong women, gender-fluidity in character disguises is common, and all female roles were played by men – giving us moments in which a man plays a woman who is pretending to be a man while still appearing obviously female to the audience. Taking this thought further, Wilhelm asks, “Could we train our brains to be gender imaginative?”

To this end, he recites passages and examines characters from a number of plays – including “Midsummer Night’s Dream,” “Macbeth,” “King Lear,” “Hamlet,” and the Chorus Prologue of “Henry V” – yielding fresh perspective from familiar material. In Juliet (of “Romeo &…”) he sees by his perspective of living in a world that gives a person little choice in how they can live and be true to themself how she, and many trans youth, meet her tragic end.

This frank discussion comes wrapped in a fabulous amount of fun, including a Tarot reading, a bit of magic, and an all-audience dance party with bubbles!  The result is like a wild combination of an unforgettable house party, an old-time séance, and a fascinating college lecture by your favorite professor. It’s an event with gay overtones that feels “gay” in the archaic joyful sense.

Aside from extra-dimensional forces, local entertainer Taylor Martin advised on the show’s magic. The comfy yet energizing stage set is by Caitlin Ayer. Shout-out also to Winter Olamina for Will’s perfect costuming.

We try not to overuse “must-see,” but if this seems interesting at all, please get to “Gender Play,” Thursday through Sunday, through April 27. For tickets, go to phoenixtheatre.org; get information at indyshakes.com.

What a ‘Web’ they weave in Westfield

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By John Lyle Belden

Quick warning for arachnophobes: Main Street Productions has placed numerous toy spiders (some quite life-like) around the Basile Westfield Playhouse. Guess how many there are (fill in a form during the first intermission) to win a prize. However, (ironically) there are none on the stage.

Count on Agatha Christie to weave an entertaining tangle of intrigue, mystery, and humor – we get all this and more in “Spider’s Web,” presented by Westfield’s Main Street Productions, directed by Jan Jamison.

The setting is a big house in the English countryside (of course), Copplestone Court in Kent, in 1954. While Henry Hailsham-Brown (Kevin Caraher) is away on business for the British Foreign Office, his young and highly imaginative wife Clarissa (Phoebe Aldridge) spins tales and plays tricks on whoever is around. In this case, it’s her former guardian Sir Roland Delahaye (Syd Loomis), his old friend Hugo Birch (Jim Simmonds), and young friend Jeremy Warrender (Jeff Haber). Clarissa also cares for Pippa (Ava McKee), Henry’s school-age daughter from his first marriage who is still fragile after the bitter divorce.

The servants on hand are humble Elgin (Thom Johnson) and his wife (unseen), as well as Mildred Peake (Molly Kraus), the gardener who is quite the busybody and suspicious of everyone. An unwelcome visitor, Oliver Costello (Matt McKee), the new husband of Pippa’s mother, stops by. Also, this being a murder mystery, we will soon meet Inspector Lord (Larry Adams) and Constable Jones (Erin Chandler), with an audio cameo by Greg Vander Wyden as the Doctor called to inspect the body.

Along with the corpus delicti, we also have a rather interesting antique writing desk and the presence of a “priest hole,” a short passage to the library disguised by a bookshelf. And a deck of cards. And a volume of Who’s Who. So many details, in fact, that Clarissa spins a number of stories about the events of the evening, confounding and frustrating the Inspector as we work through the various clues to find who did the deadly deed, and why. (Observant viewers can work it out before the climax, this clueless reviewer nearly did!)

Aldridge is wonderful as the fanciful and well-intentioned lady of the house (Wendy notes that this play could have been subtitled, “Clarissa Explains It All”). Loomis has paternal charm in his supporting role. Kraus eagerly takes on quite an interesting character herself as one who is and knows more than she lets on. Adams makes an interesting sleuth, though the frustrating nature of this caper could make Inspector Lord glad that Christie called on other detectives for most of her stories. Seventh-grader Ava McKee makes a nice stage debut as imperiled Pippa.

The wit is sharp with physical humor and a bit of Pythonesque absurdity. It almost qualifies as a comedy – except for, you know, that body behind the sofa.

This humorous whodunit has four more performances, Thursday through Sunday, April 10-13, at Basile Westfield Playhouse, 220 N. Union St. (note there is some road and building construction in the area). Get tickets at westfieldplayhouse.org.

CCP presents killer stage satire

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By John Lyle Belden

Show business is crazy.

Like really crazy, nuts, bonkers, cookoo! The kind of insane that you see in movies like “The Bad Seed” or “All About Eve,” which Joel Paley and Marvin Laird used as the touchstones for their 1990s Off-Broadway hit comedy musical, “Ruthless!” now presented by Carmel Community Players, directed by Kathleen Clarke Horrigan.

New York agent Sylvia St. Croix (Jeff Fuller) knows talent, and little Tina Denmark (Olivia Cook) has got it! Tina’s mother, Judy (Jonna Kauffman), sings very well for someone with no talent. Tina’s father, Frederick (Tristan Stecenko), is away on business.

The first step on Tina’s path to Broadway is getting the lead in the school production of “Pippi Longstocking: Pippi in Tahiti.” However, Miss Thorn (Holly Hathaway Thompson) has given the lead role to ungifted and unmotivated Louise Lerman (Jennifer Kaufmann). Tina can be the understudy, but she’s not settling for that.  

On hand to see Tina’s debut is Judy’s adopted mother, feared theatre critic Lita Encore (Jill O’Malia).  This show will be to die for!

That’s just the first act – after intermission, things get even more suspenseful and silly with rising star Ginger Del Marco (Jonna K.) and her assistant, Eve (Jennifer K.). Secrets will be revealed; a Tony award will be fondled; more characters will die dramatically.

And contrary to the title, there may even be a Ruth!

This clever parody and satire takes on the tropes of noir and theatre with equal gusto, a spectacle where over-the-top is never enough. The big song is Lita’s “I Hate Musicals!” wonderfully delivered by O’Malia – a nice palate cleanser between courses of chewing scenery.

Miss Cook shows herself capable to knock ‘em dead (not just literally) in any show. Fuller in mature-diva drag as St. Croix is commanding, and, in this setting, practically normal.  Jonna Kauffman gets in well-played moments as both ditz and diva, showcasing her dynamic voice.  Thompson and Jennifer Kaufmann are also gloriously goofy.

You’d be crazy to miss this. “Ruthless!” plays Thursday through Sunday at The Switch Theatre at Ji-Eun Lee Music Academy, 10029E. 126th St., Suite D., Fishers. Get tickets at carmelplayers.org.