Devan Mathias

IRT presents riddle of ‘Da Vinci Code’

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By John Lyle Belden

It’s been more than 20 years since the world was fascinated by the best-selling novel “The Da Vinci Code” by Dan Brown, which stirred controversy and was adapted into a Tom Hanks movie.

Adapted for the stage by Rachel Wagstaff and Duncan Abel, this thriller involving centuries-old secret organizations in and around the Catholic Church is at the Indiana Repertory Theatre, directed by Benjamin Hanna.

The story begins with a murder at the Louvre museum in Paris. Visiting professor and famed symbologist Robert Landon (Nate Cheeseman) is summoned to help decipher the crime scene – and because the message slain curator Saunière (Ryan Artzberger) left behind referenced Landon by name. Police officers Bezu Fache (Sean Blake) and Collet (Devan O’Malia Mathias) are obviously suspicious; meanwhile police cryptographer Sophie (Meghan Kreidler) takes Landon aside to tell him she is Saunière’s granddaughter and this situation is more fraught than he realizes. Soon, after finding more clues in the museum’s works by Leonardo da Vinci (including the Mona Lisa), Landon and Sophie are on the run, eventually seeking da Vinci expert Sir Leigh Teabing (Steve Routman). The killer, Silas (Sam Pearson), a fanatical monk in the order Opus Dei, is pursuing them as well.

The cast also includes Jen Johansen, Derdriu Ring, and Eric Sharp as Teabing’s assistant, Rèmy.

The object of this deadly quest is to find the Holy Grail. As everything in this story has more than one meaning, we learn that the “chalice” is not a cup, but a woman.

Hanna’s direction keeps the suspense taut and performances are first-rate. Cheeseman presents an excellent guide to the mysteries Landon uncovers. Kreidler’s Sophie is right there with him, a partnership of minds more than hearts, with no distracting romance. Routman presents a deceptively charming old adventurer. Pearson gives Silas absolute devotion to his cause, making his ritual self-inflicted pain an indication that he holds no qualms about hurting anyone else.

As for the story, it follows the book fairly well. As a Grail hunt, I felt this falls somewhere between Indiana Jones and Monty Python. While the twists have varying levels of predictability, overall, this high-stakes race across France and Britain is a fun ride. Bear in mind that aside from the characters and story, much of the underlying lore is also fiction (“Or is it?” some would ask).

The look of this production adds to the intensity of the action on the stage. The open scenic design by Christopher and Justin Swader is inspired by the Louvre’s glass pyramids (added to the museum in the1980s) with the triangles hinting at ancient secrets, or as angled lines a suggestion of a situation off-kilter. Lights (designed by Bentley Heydt) play into the mystery – for instance, illuminating the “Rose Line” that is part of the search. Still and video projections by Katherine Freer also contribute, as the IRT continues to make excellent use of the technology.

Follow the clues as puzzles are pondered and secrets sought on the way to breaking “The DaVinci Code.” Performances run through Oct. 19 at 140 W. Washington St. in the heart of downtown Indianapolis. Tickets and info at irtlive.com.

IndyFringe: Something funny going on

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This is part of the annual Indianapolis Theatre Fringe Festival, a/k/a IndyFringe 2026, held Aug. 13-23 in venues around downtown Massachusetts Ave. Information at indyfringe.org.

By John Lyle Belden with Wendy Carson

Reviews of: “All You Can Eat,” by American Lives Theatre; “Boy Meets Musical,” by Matt Day; “Breakneck Midsummer Night’s Dream,” by Timothy Mooney Repertory Co.; “The Matt Kraft Comedy Hour,” by Matt Kraft (and friends); “The Phantom of Diopra, IL,” by Diopra Arts Theatre; “Scouts’ Honor,” by Defiance Comedy; “Unalived & Lowkey Forgotten,” by Betty Rage.  

At IndyFringe, the sure-fire ticket sellers are the shows that make us laugh – sometimes at things we can’t believe we’re finding funny. From Shakespeare to new works, IndyFringe 2026 had quite the selection. Speaking of which:

All You Can Eat

American Lives Theatre gets into the act again with a one-act by Christopher Wittman, directed by Jacob David Lang, set in the first decade of the 2000s at a restaurant of a buffet pizza chain near a shopping mall on Black Friday.

Jaded workers Michelle and Luke (Evangeline Bouw and Dakota Reed), with upbeat young Crissy (Cara Wilson) – who just scored a new iPod Nano – are preparing for what will likely be a hellish shift, made worse by the idealistic new guy, Brandon (Henry Mumaw) being late. Manager Jerri (Zarah Shejule) puts on a brave face, has a sign made saying “No Black Friday Deals” (the buffet is already five bucks), and prepares for the worst (i.e. the customers).

This workplace comedy is an entertaining look at the pains of working fast food, seeking purpose in such employment, the ordeal of a trial-by-fire first day on the job, and the odd but genuine camaraderie these crew members share. Adding to this flavor, while Luke is out on an errand, Reed returns as various interesting and often frustrating customers, including the dreaded “Buffet Killer.”

It’s also a bit of nostalgia (the iPod Nano was introduced 20 years ago) to back when Black Friday and shopping malls were more of a thing, as well as the pizzeria we’ll call “DiDi’s.”  

This ALT production was a world premiere for Hoosier playwright Wittman. We could definitely go back for another slice.

Boy Meets Musical

(Review by Wendy Carson)

Note that you do not have to be familiar with the source material to enjoy this show, but you will miss out on a few of the inside jokes.

We begin with Jess (Elizabeth Enderle) watching TV when the announcement of a freak storm is approaching the area. She turns on her favorite show, “Boy Meets World” to watch.

It’s the start of Corey’s (Edgar Tisdale) senior year. He and the gang, Topanga (Kathleen Cicero) and Shawn (Sean Stroup) are looking forward to no longer having to deal with his big brother, Eric (Ryan Powell) and hopefully avoiding interactions with bullies Joey the Rat (Chase Cornelius) & Frankie the Enforcer (Josh Gregory). However, it seems that there is no escaping Mr. Feeney (Preston Dildine).

Suddenly, there is a strange flash of lightning and our main characters, as well as a few other sitcom stars (Morgan Roof and Zachary Adkins), are transported to the current time and place. They enlist Jess’s help to find out what happened and get them back to where they belong.

Presented by Player 2 Productions, with book, music, and lyrics by Matt Day, this show is a madcap look at our past, present and future as well as a hilarious send-up of all the typical TGIF tropes many grew up with.

Breakneck Midsummer Night’s Dream

The irony of Tim Mooney’s “Breakneck” Shakespeare shows is that while these hours-long plays each get reduced to just under an hour (per Fringe festival requirements), for the audience the Bard’s work gets surprisingly expanded. We come to understand more about the plays than what is given by the staging and dialogue. With historical epics, it’s like an entertaining college lecture.

Mooney, like the play’s trickster, throws a curve in the formula with his “Breakneck Midsummer Night’s Dream.” Most noticeably the Tim Mooney Repertory Theatre is not just himself solo, but joined by a cast of Fringe all-stars from across the U.S. This includes local actor Matt Anderson, with Chris Bruzzini, Schmoo Cutlip, Maggie Killian, and Beth Byrd-Lonski as Puck.

We get a bit of commentary, spread among the company. However, the play largely speaks for itself. As is done when “Midsummer” is tightly cast, actors reappear as parts of the three character subsets: the noble Athenians, the Faerie court, and the humble Mechanicals rehearsing a play for the first group, while trespassing on the second. The result is bright, funny and entertaining. It’s edited not only to fit time, but also to enhance clarity so that even a first-timer to this comedy gets the full effect.

Compared to other Breakneck works, though, for those of us familiar with the material there is little additional value. It’s like a nice Reader’s Digest Condensed Shakespeare play. I feel there are aspects that could use some context – like why Athens (perhaps for Greek-inspired magic folk?); what would contemporary (1600s) audiences have understood that we don’t; and what’s the deal with “Pyramus & Thisbe” anyway?

Find the wide array of Mooney’s entertainments, from Shakespeare to famous speeches to his original tragicomedy, “Man Cave,” at timmooneyrep.com.

The Matt Kraft Comedy Hour

Local actor Matt Kraft is brilliant in dramatic roles, which could help explain his sharply wicked sense of humor. He has crafted it into an absurd weapon of mass hilarity in “The Matt Kraft Comedy Hour,” his follow-up to past Fringe entries, “Doctors of Sketch Comedy” and comic fantasia “Somebody That I Used to Know.”

Joined by co-conspirator TJ O’Neil, with Anna Himes, Audrey Stonerock , Morgan Morton, and Zachariah Stonerock, Kraft crafts scenes that are both bizarre and side-splitting. He manages to make televised golf commentary less boring, promote devotion to reading a best-seller, give a candy bar gravitas, send up pretentiously precise restaurant menus (“this is why I don’t come to Carmel”), and inquire why Mr. Jones isn’t teaching his class – all in the worst and most (find more synonyms for funny) way!

To top it off, there is what looks like a sort of long-form improv gone hilariously mad: the Oscar-worthy “Scorsese’s Pride & Prejudice.” (Rated R, of course.)

We’re big on hyperbole and talking stuff up here at PWJW, but everyone we talked to – including fellow Fringe funny-man Jason Adams, who said he wants to produce a full-length “SP&P” – agreed in comparing this to renowned professional comedy sketch shows like Kids in the Hall, Mr. Show, Tim & Eric, The State, and In Living Color. Looking locally, I found the situation set-ups much like the short plays of Mark Harvey Levine, but with a lot more adult language.

Matt Kraft must do more of this. He simply must. Please encourage him.

The Phantom of Diopra, IL

Full disclosure: Wendy and I consider Andrew Lloyd Webber’s “The Phantom of the Opera” to be the most overrated musical ever. However, whether you agree or are a rabid fan of “The Music of the Night,” you would love “The Phantom of Diopra, IL: A Parody.”

Presented by Jordan McQuiston with Elizabeth Enderle, Jackson Lee, Abby White, Anna Meyer, Kelsie Uselman, Chris Enderle, and Aleesia McQuiston, they bring the horror story from an old French novel to a small-town opera house in Illinois. Everyone seems clueless as to how to stop a mysterious masked man’s reign of terror – or clueless, full stop, except for our diva whom the Phantom covets.

We find the limits of love, obsesson, Stockholm syndrome, and the use of copyright works in a parody. For instance, did you know you can sing the alphabet to the ALW score? Also, what happens when you don’t have the budget for the “Masquerade” scene. And it’s not just all for laughs, there is some seriously good singing in this show, as well.

Looking over McQuiston’s body of work, we note he is big on making these serious shows funnier while still entertaining. Add Diopra, IL, to that map.

Scouts’ Honor

(Review by Wendy Carson)

Defiance Comedy has raided the cookies jar and given us a sweet look into the ins and outs of scouting and cookies sales with a healthy sprinkling of courtroom drama added in.

New scout in town Lacy (Hannah Embree) is on trial for various offenses but insists she is not guilty of any of them. As each of her troop members is called to the stand, we see the various situations that have brought them to this point.

Previous Troop Leader, Mindy (Amy Reader) tells of how she brought stories of all the fancy rewards her previous troop regularly had, which led to her being stripped of her title and Lacy taking it. Veronica (Samantha J. Lewis) tells of the horrible Saturday they had to spend in Mr. Gary’s – you can call him Glen (Clay Mabbitt) – sales seminar. Nestor Clamslammer (Amy Reader), of the Irvington Clamslammers, tells of how he was threatened and kidnapped by Lacy and Debbie (John Kern) for non-payment of his cookie debt. Janice (Kelsey VanVoorst) would just rather be hugging everyone. Meanwhile, Troop Mom (Devan O’Malia Mathais) is so fiercely driven by her money-hungry ways, that her intentions are more suspect than Lacy’s.

Add to this craziness Emily Bohannon as the vindictive Prosecutor, John Kern as the inept Defense Attorney, Clay Mabbitt as the very loud Bailiff and Rob Johnansen as Judge Honeysuckle, who must somehow oversee this craziness, and you have the perfect recipe for a hilarious Fringe Show.

Unalived & Lowkey Forgotten

When Betty Rage Productions goes for laughs, it’s always one heck of a show. For this one, put “Arsenic and Old Lace,” “Grey Gardens,” “Ghost Hunters” shows, and the famous Joan Crawford/Bette Davis rivalry all in a blender, and cover it with an almost-popular podcast.

What we get is “Unalived & Lowkey Forgotten,” the name of a young woman’s pod about people who were once famous but are now merely dead. She has come across the Folly Theatre, where old frenemies Margo and Dottie died in a fire during their run of “Arsenic: The Musical” years ago. They still hang around, of course, keeping the orphan handyman who lives there (the only one who can see them) busy. With the help of some puppets and the magic words “I remember it like it was yesterday,” we learn the whole sad (yet funny) tragic story.

You can tell Callie Burk-Hartz and friends had fun with this one. We get a goofy multiple murder mystery, ghost story, and tale of personal and professional redemption, all served with some (memories of) L.S. Ayres Tea Room chicken velvet soup.

This ranks as Callie’s second-biggest accomplishment of the month – the first being Festival Director of the whole darn Fringe.

Elementary, ‘Ms. Holmes’ (a study in Summit)

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By John Lyle Belden

A new game is afoot! Summit Performance presents “Ms. Holmes & Ms. Watson, Apt. 2B,” by Kate Hamill, at the Phoenix Theatre Cultural Centre.

Those who regularly read these reviews might now be saying, “Wait a minute! Didn’t we just have a female Sherlock Holmes Play a few weeks ago?” In an odd coincidence, there was the Christopher Walsh comedy “Miss Holmes” in April at Mud Creek. However, while that version was set in Victorian London, “Ms. Holmes…” takes place in 2021 – still in London with a flat on Baker Street – and Dr. Joan Watson is now an American.

Watson (Kelsey VanVoorst) has found herself in London, looking for a place to stay for a while, relax, maybe get some writing done. Fate has other plans, as this affordable downtown rental means sharing an apartment with a hyperactive, eccentric young woman named “Sherlock” (Frankie Jo Bolda). If you are familiar with the local theatre scene – especially improv, parody shows, and farcical and Shakespeare comedies – these actors’ names should alert you to the madness that will ensue.

Playing someone who is famously neurodivergent with a 200+ IQ, Bolda also lets Holmes’ id run rampant in a manner that goes beyond recent portrayals (Cumberbatch, Downey Jr., et al) such that it resembles the manic style of “Doctor Who.” Her clothing (boldly designed by Devan O’Malia Mathias) reflects this as well – layered for foggy London, colorful as a panto player. Still, she is no clown. While expressions and actions seem random, her mind and focus are sharp. While others notice her, she notices everything.  

VanVoorst also plays into her strengths as the straight character the comic partner bounces off of. Watson has always been the reader/viewer proxy in these stories, and she gets as frustrated and overwhelmed as we would be, but in a much funnier manner. Few can manage the barely-able-to-speak sputter of a character on the edge like her, and Watson gets plenty of these moments. As the plot unfolds, we find her naturally drawn in towards believable acceptance of this classic odd-couple relationship.

In the roles of Everyone Else: Andrea Heiden nimbly wears many distinctive faces as kindly, understanding Mrs. Hudson, untrustworthy beauty Irene Adler, and others. Clay Mabbit can play likable and slyly evil in equal measure, appearing as Inspector Lestrade, billionaire Elliott Monk, and others, including the introductory narrator.

Holmes fans will readily recognize the first case the women take on, from “A Study in Scarlet” by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (his first Sherlock Holmes novel, which also brings the literary Holmes and Watson together). Sufficient liberties were taken with the story to give this a fresh look for the 21st-century version of the detectives. Speaking of the era, there are references to the Covid lockdown, as well as current technology – which Holmes avoids, complaining it makes people intellectually lazy (she has a point, to be honest). She insists on using her mind and magnifying glass, leaving the “Googles” to others.

Other canon aspects of the characters are preserved. Watson has PTSD, while Holmes takes bong hits to calm her ever-spinning brain. Also, where there’s a super-sleuth, there lurks someone in the shadows who could be her equal.

Direction is by Summit founder Lauren Briggeman, who manages to keep the madcap happenings under control while bringing out the entertaining best in the cast. Fight, movement, and intimacy director Jaddy Ciucci is a big help with all the physical comedy and other action throughout. Erin Robson-Smith is stage manager.

Even if you don’t know or care about Sherlock Holmes, this production works as a wildly hilarious British buddy comedy with murderous intent. Even the furniture is funny (rarely has an innocent recliner gotten so many laughs).

Come see “Ms. Holmes & Ms. Watson” through May 24 in the Basile Black Box stage at 705 N. Illinois St., downtown Indianapolis. Get tickets at phoenixtheatre.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.

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.

For Frosty Die-Hards who Actually Love Wonderful Xmas Stories

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By John Lyle Belden

As we proceed into December, it’s time we put aside our worries over politics and international strife to consider truly important questions, such as:

  • Is “Die Hard” a Christmas movie – I mean, it absolutely is, right?
  • Does “Prancer” still count?
  • And, can we get ever get enough Jimmy Stewart?

Explore these vital issues with folks who clearly have issues – in “A Very Phoenix Xmas: It’s a Wonderful Die Hard Life Story Actually,” directed and curated by Claire Wilcher. It’s like the beloved performer and intimacy expert worked on an in-depth project on holiday television and cinema, but she took one of those Siberian Santa mushrooms (see the show for context).

Our up-for-anything cast of Matthew Altman, Paige Neely, Devan Mathias, Zachariah Stonerock, and Kelsey Van Voorst take on a series of skits by Wilcher, Jeff Clawson, Steve Moulds, Zack Neiditch, KT Peterson, Mookie Harris, Steven Korbar, Bennett Ayres, and the return of Mark Harvey Levine’s “A Requiem for Shermy,” one of the best tributes to the Peanuts Christmas Special. In video bits between scenes, Wilcher joins in on some classic holiday movie moments.

This show gets a little spooky at times, a lot funny throughout, and just one degree from Kevin Bacon. We’ve seen Mathias and Van Voorst deliver the silly before, and they are at the top of their game here, as well as charming Neely and ever-fabulous Altman; meanwhile Stonerock excels at Pythonesque straight-man delivery, as well as the task of doing likely the most imitated-for-laughs voice in Hollywood history.

Looks like the Phoenix Theatre Cultural Centre’s holiday tradition is here to stay (through Dec. 22) and in good hands. It’s on the mainstage at 705 N. Illinois St., downtown Indianapolis; get tickets at phoenixtheatre.org.

SSS Eclipse ‘Lizzie’ a riotous spectacle

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By John Lyle Belden

The Summer Stock Stage Eclipse program (professional, with collegiate performers) presents “Lizzie,” the new musical by Alan Stevens Hewitt and Steven Cheslik-deMeyer, book by Tim Maner, based on the Lizzie Borden legend, presented internationally since its introduction in 2010.

To clarify “musical,” this show is a Riot Grrl-style Punk Rock Opera – modify expectations accordingly and hold on for the ride.* To ask why it’s in this mode is to miss the cultural mystique of Miss Borden. She was already an outsider – unmarried at 30, still living with her controlling father and detested stepmother – when the gruesome events of August 1892 occurred in Fall River, Mass.

“Lizzie Borden took an ax, gave her mother forty whacks; when she saw what she had done, gave her father forty-one!”

Being rich from their penny-pinching parents, Lizzie and sister Emma hired the best possible representation, and with an all-male jury actually working in their favor, got her acquitted at trial. However, historians and even her fandom are fairly certain she did the deed. Still, this is not just a play about getting away with murder.

The story is presented nearly all in song by four women: Lizzie (Erin Lambertson), older sister Emma Borden (Cora Kendall), neighbor and close friend Alice Russell (Mai Caslowitz), and the Bordens’ maid Bridget “Maggie” Sullivan (Samantha Ringor). Backing them – literally, seen through the slats of the set by Abigail Wagner that suggests both a simple home and cozy barn – are the band of Ginger Stoltz (keyboard and conductor), Ainsley Paton Stoltz (bass), Kirstin Cutler (drums), Joy Caroline Mills (guitar), Sally McSpadden (guitar and keyboard), and Taylor White (cello and percussion). Direction is by local actor and teaching artist Devan Mathias with musical direction by Ben Rose (who coincidentally has worked at the actual Lizzie Borden House, now a B&B).

Act 1 brings into focus the conditions the Borden sisters were likely living in, and potential motives for what is to come. The tensions weigh on Lizzie and Emma, while a longing grows in Alice; meanwhile, with a dollar from the girls in hand, Maggie is quick to go downtown for the afternoon so she can say she didn’t see a thing someone might be doing.

In Act 2, there is quite a mess – one song is titled, “What the F*** Now, Lizzie?!” – and loosely period costumes give way for something more turn of the Millenium (all designed by Allison Jones) as events take a more modern procedural, crime-of-the-century feel. The number in which Lizzie and Emma make their Kardashian-esque public plea is priceless.

Throughout it all, these ladies rock their hearts out. There are also touching, tender moments, including a song between Lizzie and Alice that recurs in each act, giving two meanings to “Will you lie?” Overall, a bravura performance.

This show brings more of a different perspective to the Borden case and legend than giving any new facts. Events portrayed in any medium are always conjecture and subject to artistic license. Perhaps a good friend “coming to call” could mean more in 1890s New England. Still, the major points follow the story as told elsewhere. This version is very feminist-focused, so one can forgive the downplaying of other problematic aspects such as suspicions cast on local immigrants. On this stage, it’s the grrls’ turn to tell the story – the closest you get to a male presence is Daddy’s body under a sheet.

Four performances remain for “Lizzie,” Thursday through Sunday, Aug. 8-11, at the Phoenix Theatre Cultural Centre, 705 N. Illinois St., Indianapolis. See phoenixtheatre.org for tickets or get info at summerstockstage.com.

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(*“Lizzie” could be compared stylistically to the musical “Six,” but the latter was developed in the U.K. more recently.)

Dearly beloved, gather for ‘The Wedding Singer’

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By John Lyle Belden

Being a Generation X’er, I get mixed feelings about 1980s nostalgia, but some things catch the kitschy spirit of the decade just right, like the Tony-nominated musical, “The Wedding Singer,” based on the 1998 Adam Sandler film.

Presented by the 21st-century actors of Eclipse, the professional-level program of Summer Stock Stage, “Wedding Singer” is on the main stage of the Phoenix Theatre Cultural Centre through June 16, directed by Kate Galvin.

In 1985 New Jersey, singer-songwriter Robbie Hart (Alex Pharo) is having modest success leading an in-demand wedding band, Simply Wed, with best friends Sammy (Micah Phillips) on bass and George (Matthew David Conwell) on keytar. Robbie is also looking forward to his own wedding, to Linda (Kha’Lea Wainwright), but things don’t go to plan. Meanwhile, Julia Sullivan (Leela Rothenberg), who with her cousin Holly (Dori Salumurovic) are waitresses at the wedding venue, is getting engaged to rich Wall Street boyfriend Glen Guglia (Jack Ducat). Julia has Robbie promise to sing at her wedding – which he eventually will, but not in the way anyone expected.

The plot hits all the expected beats of a typical rom-com, from the meet-cute all the way through to the “go out and get her!” What’s important is how the story goes from here to there, and all the charming, mildly dramatic, and laugh-out-loud moments along the way.

Pharo takes on this journey well, making Robbie a hero to root for, funny and charming without any of Sandler’s mannerisms so the character stands on its own. Rothenberg makes Julia both noble and sweet, the kind of woman worth going great lengths for. She and Salumurovic have a natural chemistry as well, like they grew up as almost-sisters. Phillips, looking like a mad scientist combined Hall and Oates, and Conwell, a sort of Boy George homage, also make memorable likable characters. Wainwright and Ducat give their roles each a flavor of vanity that befits the era – Glen’s especially, as a “greed is good” trader overflowing with hubris.  

Local stage veteran Devan Mathias steals scenes in roles including Robbie’s grandmother Rosie and Julia’s mother Angie. The supporting ensemble get a lot of time on stage – weddings, a bar mitzvah, at the mall, etc. – so get a lot of moments as well, featuring Isabella Agresta, Kayla Mariah Fifer, Fletcher Hooten, Byron Ledford, Hillary McGuire, and Maddux Morrison (who rocks Fake Billy Idol).

The musical, with book by Chad Beguelin and Tim Herlihy (from Herlihy’s screenplay), music by Matthew Sklar and lyrics by Beguelin, avoids the endless headaches of song rights by providing originals with the familiar feel of ‘80s hits, from the catchy “It’s Your Wedding Day” to the charm of “Come Out of the Dumpster.”

Galvin is aided by music director Jerico Hughes, choreographer Phillip Crawshaw and stage manager Rebecca Roeber. Embarrassingly accurate fashion and look by Wendy Meaden (costumes) and Andrew Elliot (wigs, hair, and makeup).

Highly entertaining with a story of love lost and found “Right in Front of Your Eyes,” find “The Wedding Singer” tickets at phoenixtheatre.org.

No mystery why you should see ‘Clue’ at IRT

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By Wendy Carson 

With all the recent variants (I find the Simpsons version very amusing) as well as a modern upgrade of the original, I think it’s safe to say most of us have played the game of “Clue” at least once. Add to this the widespread interest in murder mysteries (real and fictional) and that the board game is the subject of a film with a large cult following, and you have the perfect recipe for a hilariously good night of theater.

Adapted to the stage by Sandy Rustin, based on the movie script by Jonathan Lynn, the delightfully kooky script has been taken up by Indiana Repertory Theatre director Benjamin Hanna and brought together a dream team of local and regional talents to elevate “Clue” to previously unknown comical heights. Though the plot and characters echo Lynn’s screenplay, there are numerous brilliant additions (apparently the house was built by the Parker Brothers) to keep you laughing anew. Even the game board shows up at one point, as a handy map to the labyrinthine mansion.

Scenic designer Czerton Lim pulls out all the creative stops in giving us a set with multiple slamming doors, secret passageways, moving walls, and tributes to the game and movie (yes, that is Tim Curry as Mr. Boddy in the painting).

John Taylor Philips brings out all of Wadsworth’s condescending arrogance in his turn as the butler and ersatz host of the evening’s events. Andrea San Miguel brings all of the maid Yvette’s cheeky mischief and charm. Henry Woronicz plays up Colonel Mustard’s dotage, yet keeps him somewhat austere. Emjoy Gavino subtly shows Mrs. White’s predatory instincts while still keeping her endearing. Beethovan Oden’s turn as Professor Plum highlights the character’s belief that he is the smartest man in any room. Emily Berman’s version of Miss Scarlet is even more sultry and sassy than expected. IRT favorite Ryan Artzberger easily adapts to each of his three roles, even with mortal wounds.

Eric Sharp takes full advantage of his character’s expansion in this script and brings a delightful bumbling nerdiness to Mr. Green. Claire Wilcher adds another level of comic genius to her spectacular performance as the seemingly prim Mrs. Peacock. Not to be outdone, Devan Mathias plays three different roles with such gusto that two of them have to be killed to keep her from stealing the show.

Whether you have seen the movie, played the game or just want to see a show that will have you laughing almost non-stop, get a “Clue,” playing through May 20 on the IRT mainstage, 140 W. Washington St., downtown Indianapolis. NOTE: Dressing up as any of the characters (old or new), also adds another level of enjoyment to the experience. (I was one of many “Peacocks” on opening night.)

Get info and tickets at irtlive.com.

ALT: Voices on the right take their ‘Turn’

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By John Lyle Belden

What if you were in an echo chamber, and the voice coming back questioned you? Or said something else entirely?

Welcome to the edge of a small town in the west-central part of Wyoming, home of cowboys and a Catholic college. It’s Trump country – especially in August 2017, with conservatives still grateful they narrowly avoided a Hillary Clinton presidency and perhaps realizing that buffoonery was about all they would get from the President they elected.

In the Pulitzer-nominated drama “Heroes of the Fourth Turning,” by Will Arbery, presented by American Lives Theatre, you will find no “liberals,” yet these four young men and women gathering seven years after graduation from the college, celebrating their mentor becoming its president, aren’t entirely of the same mind.

The atmosphere is ominous: Could it be that the infamous Charlottesville riot was just days ago? Or that this land where the Plains meets the Rockies will soon be in the totality of a solar eclipse? Or is it something about the deer that Justin (Tyler Lyons) shot, or that unnatural noise in his shed? His guests – Teresa (Morgan Morton), who lives in Brooklyn, N.Y., and admires then-White House advisor Steve Bannon; Kevin (Taylor Cox), an apparent alcoholic working for a Catholic publisher in Oklahoma; and Emily (Devan Mathias), who lives with chronic pain and in the shadow of her mother, Dr. Gina Presson (Gigi Jennewein), whom they have gathered to honor – start to have what Kevin likes to call “big conversations.”

Teresa is fascinated by the controversial 1997 book, “The Fourth Turning,” by social scientists William Strauss and Neil Howe, and treats it like prophesy, asserting the “Turning,” a time of upheaval, is upon them. She calls it an imminent “war,” and Justin, a Marine veteran, agrees, seeing the conflict not as spiritual, cultural or rhetorical, but armed revolution. Emily, who battles mental and physical torment with an exceptionally upbeat outlook – “pain and grace,” she calls it – doesn’t want to hear any of it. Kevin, feeling uncertain about everything, wants to delve further. To change the topic, Justin tells of a children’s-book story he is working on, “The Grateful Acre,” about the stoic optimism of a plot of land.

Eventually Gina arrives, and when prodded for her thoughts, adds her perspective to the party.

In the words of Arbery, with the guidance of director Andrew Kramer, we get excellent insight on what people on the political right are thinking and why. Any notes from the other side of the spectrum come from experiences with others, as bits of devil’s advocacy, or in warnings from Teresa that “this is what they say about us.” The militant and reactionary perspectives dash against the rocks of Gina’s intellectual conservatism (think Bannon vs. George Will), but even her logic frays at the edges.

Morton and Lyons are solid as characters who stick to their guns (one figuratively, the other literally). Jennewein’s stalwart academic reminds me now much I miss the relatively measured stance of the late Bill Buckley Jr.

Mathias nimbly gives us a necessarily complex character, too often finding herself in the middle of things with no real control. Emily also has a life experience that impacts her conservative Catholic beliefs, a thing that won’t reconcile easily.

“It’s hard to be the ‘Holy Fool,’” Kevin says, but Cox gives us a master class in embodying the archetype. Like the Fool who stood by King Lear in a storm, his Kevin is all over the place both in dialogue and movement, ever probing for the veritas his vino won’t provide. Ridicule, insult or pity him – as others do – but his jagged queries are worthy of answers.

This play was written and first staged in 2019, yet instead of feeling dated its contents become more profound in the light of what would happen in America over the next three years. One can argue if the Pandemic is the Fourth Turning, or if events have damaged the presumptions of Strauss and Howe’s work, but what’s portrayed are what people did (and do) think and feel.

Regardless of your place on the political spectrum, this is a worthy challenge to experience, leavened with a few situational laughs and a curious bit of supernatural edge. Remaining performances are 7:30 p.m. Friday and Saturday, Jan. 27-28, at the Basile IndyFringe Theatre, 719 E. St. Clair St., Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at AmericanLivesTheatre.org or IndyFringe.org.