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Center Stage: #PrideAndPrejudice gets upgrade

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By Wendy Carson      

With all the various Holiday shows on stages right now, Center Stage Community Theater brings us an alternative with a rollicking interpretation of a Jane Austen classic, “Pride @ Prejudice,” by Daniel Elihu Kramer. The show presents a more internet-savvy version of the story including clickbait asides, historical tidbits, and even merchandise for sale. It felt something akin to a Fringe Festival production.

The cast consists of five actors, all portraying various characters in the novel, except for Trinity Pruitt in the single role of main character Elizabeth Bennet, while Adrian Blackwell plays the snide Mr. Darcy and the sleezy Mr. Collins – though there are a few times that a cardboard standee also portrays Mr. Darcy. Given the plethora of characters remaining for Kat Krebs, Todd Isaac, and Tanya Haas, director Matt McKee opts to elevate stage manager Ava McKee to also portray various servant roles and show scene changes.

The story remains unchanged but with frantic pacing and rapid narration, bring about some background commentary that might change your feelings towards some of the characters. The script also incorporates letters from Jane Austen herself to further flesh out the times and situations. Therefore, the show is a very good primer for those unfamiliar with the novel. However, Austen purists made find the irreverence to be off-putting.

Overall, the show is a delight, and the entire cast is fantastic. Highlight performances, for me, were Krebs as Lady Catherine, Blackwell as Mr. Collins, Isaac as Mr. Bingley and Mr. Gardiner, Tanya Haas as Miss de Bourgh, and, of course, Pruitt as Elizabeth.

So, if you’re looking for something different yet still enjoyable this season, head over to Lebanon and catch this top-notch offering.

Performances are Friday through Sunday, Dec. 12-14 and 19-21, at 604 W. Powell St., Lebanon. Get information and tickets at centerstagecommunitytheatre.com.

Asaykwee and friends present the story behind the Carol

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By John Lyle Belden

When you think about it, there is only one ghost featured in Charles Dickens’s “A Christmas Carol.” That would be the tortured soul of Jacob Marley; other beings present as “spirits” not of a particular person but a vague experience – Christmas Past, Present, and Future, as well as the consequences of poverty.

Local creative Ben Asaykwee apparently did think about it and expanded on these concepts to create a new holiday musical, “Wonders,” which has its world premiere at The District Theater in downtown Indy.

To bring his ideas to life, he once again casts his December show in “Q-munity” style, finding a place in cast or chorus for all 46 new and veteran actors who applied, including about a dozen children. Under Asaykwee’s direction, they harmonize into a large stage family, welcoming us into the story they tell.

A couple of other things to note:

* It is essential you have some familiarity with the original Dickens story, as this is a sort of companion piece to that narrative, presenting the perspective of the ethereal beings who undertake the mission of redeeming Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge. In this story, the quest is necessary not only for his wellbeing, but also for mankind’s.

* As for the old miser, Scrooge himself makes only one brief, uncredited appearance. To set things in motion for a very eventful Christmas Eve, we meet various supporting characters from the book, including Fezziwig (Bastian Ciucci Russell or Calvin Meschi); Bob and Mary Cratchit (Noah Lee and Elizabeth Gee), Scrooge’s sister (Lillie Oblon) and his former sweetheart (Michelle Wofford); and, stranded in “The Pale,” the shade of Marley (Kevin Caraher).

* This may be Asaykwee’s most ambitious high-concept work that we have seen. Set largely in the realm of the spirits of humanity – a place they for their own reasons call the Basket – we are outside of conventional earthly dimensions and “time appears differently here.” Though the production has the feel of experimental theatre, once we get a handle on the concepts in the opening scenes it all mostly works, and it helps that to the audience, the spirits are very friendly guides – even ones we associate with more negative aspects of life.

Within this Basket we find a pantheon of spirits that include Truth (Asaykwee), Hope (Sarah Zimmerman), Joy (Noah Winston), Pleasure (Tiffanie Holifield), Honor (Maria Meschi), Ambition (Jaddy Ciucci), Curiosity (Shelbi Berry Kamohara), Fear (Matt Anderson), Memory (Hannah Elizabeth Boswell), Avarice (Kallen Ruston), Creativity (Zach Himes), and Innocence (Megan Arrington), who does much of the narration. They maintain the balance of light and darkness for mortals they refer to as “Turtles,” seeing humans as slow and simple.

In this mythos, these entities consider themselves strands in a “braid” that binds human order. However, two aspects – Apathy and Despair – became lost and formed The Knot, a state of pervasive darkness. The others carry wonder as a tangible energy supply helping keep it at bay; still, The Knot is strengthening. Yet down in Dickensian London, a man with the most dark of souls could help turn the tide if he is made, somehow, to see the light. To get results, the mission must focus on the most optimistic day of the year – Christmas.

This complex production manages a sort of holiday miracle in that the strands of plot around the events and characters of “Carol,” interlaced with the immortals’ own struggles, stay cohesive and easy to follow. Asaykwee infuses it all – script and original songs – with his entertaining style, a sort of fun yet daring and mischievous sense of humor reminiscent of legends like Danny Kaye or Gene Wilder. Aside from Dickens, we can see stylistic influences of “Inside Out,” “Neverending Story,” and practically any movie where an angelic being tries to directly influence mortals (“…Wonderful Life”? “Xanadu”?).

Boswell assists with direction, and Ruston is assisted as stage manager by Sofie Frank. The wonderfully colorful and eclectic costumes for the pantheon are a group effort by the cast along with Kristin Boyd, Allison Jones, Kat Robinson, Traci Snider, Asha Patel, Robyn Lamey, and Ben Lamey.

The mortal “Turtles” are distinguished by simple black outfits, yet shine in their own way. Aside from Caraher, Lee, Gee, and Wafford, they are portrayed by Emerson Black, Ava Button, Carrie Cooper, Jenson Dasbach, Jessica Dickenson, Trèvon D. Foote, Carl Gallagher, Beth Gibson, Spencer Hahn, Lillian Hall, Zara Heck, Mandy Holzhausen, Anna Lee, Ethan Lee, Ashley Marshall, and Morgan Patrick-Roof. Filling in as Cratchit kids, urchins, and small but potent Spirits are Bastian Ciucci Russell, Cosette Clemens, Patrick Clemens, Lyra Dickson, Elsie Huldeen, Amaryllis Lebow, Xylah-Rose Lebow, Zinnia Joy Lebow, Sam Lee, Calvin Meschi, Aaliyah Oblon, Lillie Oblon, and Amelie Pellerin.

Performances are sharp throughout the cast, and roles such as Hope, Curiosity, Innocence, Memory, Joy, Pleasure, and Fear really show off the depth of the players’ talents.

But what of Past, Present, and Yet-to-Come? Join the journey by “candle-shine” and watch to see how they are revealed. Performances of “Wonders” run through Dec. 21 at The District Theatre, 627 Massachusetts Ave., Indianapolis. Get tickets at IndyDistrictTheatre.org or call 317-522-8099.

Solid ‘Salesman’ in Westfield

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By John Lyle Belden

Nearly everyone has heard of Arthur Miller’s “Death of a Salesman.” If for nothing more, it’s known that this Pulitzer-winning drama is regarded as one of the greatest plays in the English language, with its titular lead Willy Loman ranking with Shakespeare’s Hamlet as a role that defines a great actor. However, I confess I had not seen this play until the current production by Main Street Productions in Westfield.

Directed by Kelly Keller, this staging more than lives up to the work’s reputation. Though it takes a full three hours, its pace and substance fill every minute with meaning. To quote Miller’s script, “Attention must be paid.”

Aaron Moon plays Loman, a traveling salesman who lives in Brooklyn while working the entire New England region. More than 30 years on this circuit has affected him, yet he remains upbeat, smiling big and talking bigger as always. But now there is sadness in his eyes while he speaks triumphantly, mostly of past events – increasingly to people only he can see.

This worries his wife, Linda (Susan Hill), who is also growing frustrated with adult sons Happy (Broden Irwin), who shows no signs of settling down from his playboy lifestyle, and Biff (Connor Phelan) who, while doing all manner of jobs in several different states, has not settled into a productive career path.

The scenes blend this present and Willy’s vivid reminiscing of the past, when his sons were teens, eager to please their old man. The memories especially stick around the time that Biff played in a high school championship football game with college scouts in attendance. These moments include the boys’ schoolmate Bernard (Mike Sosnowski) and his father Charley (Jim Gryga), who remain the Lomans’ friends in the later times.

Willy also remembers his brother, Ben (Tom Smith), who “walked into the jungle, and… walked out rich.”

The cast also includes Jonathan Rogers as Stanley, the waiter at the Chop House, Erin Keller and Desiree Black as two ladies who Happy and Biff meet there, Tanner Brunson as the son of the man who first hired Willy (and is now in charge), and Kristin Hilger as “The Woman.”

This parable from the late 1940s still resonates today with our current hustle and grind culture, coupled with an uncertain job market, as well as anxieties ranging from the personal to society in general. For those who struggle, “fake it till you make it” can only go so far, especially when one can no longer tell the illusion of success from the real thing. Compounding these issues, the play also features themes of mental illness and suicide. The title is not a metaphor.

Moon delivers an award-worthy turn as Willy Loman, a mensch you feel for and fear for as we witness his frustrations, optimistic delusions, and decline. Hill is also stunning as his wife, desperate to bring some sense of stability back to a family that had always been on shifting ground. Irwin’s Happy, in living his own way, is more like his father than he thinks. Phelan is exceptional as conflicted Biff, expressing the strain between expectations that diminish him and a life of freedom that would apparently disappoint those he loves. Smith’s dignified calm speaks volumes.

Excellent set design of the Loman home is by Jay Ganz. The lighting, designed by Stephen DiCarlo and operated by Scott Hall, neatly helps emphasize shifts of time and perspective. Tanya Keller is stage manager.

Remaining performances of “Death of a Salesman” are Thursday through Sunday, Nov. 20-23, at the Basile Westfield Playhouse, 220 N. Union St. Get tickets at westfieldplayhouse.org.

Reckoning ‘The Price’ in Bloomington

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By John Lyle Belden

Playwright Arthur Miller is having a moment in Indiana this year. We recently had a production of “The Crucible” in Indy, and the show about the “Salesman” is opening in Westfield (watch for our take on that next week).

Meanwhile, the Jewish Theatre of Bloomington presents one of Miller’s lesser-produced plays, “The Price,” an emotionally gripping drama inspired in part by his own family.

How do you catalog a life, or even one that might have been? In 1968, Victor Franz (Jonathan Golembiecki), an NYPD Sargeant turning 50 and considering retirement – which would thrill his wife, Esther (Abby Lee) – is faced with needing to move or sell his late father’s belongings. The man had died years earlier, but these things were kept in an attic of a building about to be condemned. The items mostly date back to when the family lost their fortune in the 1929 Wall Street crash, left there largely ignored while the Franzes struggled through the Great Depression.

Victor and Esther are meeting with an appraiser, Gregory Solomon (Ken Farrell), to discuss a price to take the entire lot. There is some concern that Victor’s estranged brother Walter (Stephen Hunt), a very successful doctor and researcher, will show up to demand his half of the estate, but calls to him have gone unanswered. Naturally, he will be making an appearance midway through the play.

It’s that simple, and that complex.

“It’s impossible to know what’s important,” Victor says. While Solomon insists they concentrate on actual value over sentiment, it is difficult to price these decades-old artifacts – a harp, a gramophone, a fencing foil, a shiny evening gown or even the hardwood dresser it hangs in. Still, that which most needs to be settled is not financial. Walter’s success has come at its own dear price, and Victor is calling the debt.

One critique when this premiered on Broadway was that there was too much talking, but this drama has a lot to say. In the skilled hands of this cast, directed by Dale McFadden, we are fully engaged in this conversation, sparking with sibling tension while leavened with a bit of dry Jewish humor.

Golembiecki delivers an excellent performance of a man nearly paralyzed by uncertainty. His own life is at a decision point while dealing with the consequences of past changes. Coupled with the reintroduction of his brother, he is reminded of what could have been a different and perhaps better life. Instead he chose a life of service to others, and especially his father – was he a fool to do so?

Lee presents a woman growing impatient with her husband’s reluctance, desiring that things will finally break their way. Still underneath her tension is a fierce devotion, and love.

Hunt’s Walter keeps us off balance regarding the expectations we are given of his character. He appears to struggle with a recently found need to develop a sense of empathy, to reconcile his great success with one who sacrificed. His assertive ego only lets him change so much, if it is genuine at all.

Farrell is solid, giving perspective and humorous relief while floating lightly above Jews-and-money stereotypes. He demands respect while seeking not to offend so that in the end, everyone gets a deal they can walk away from.

A vital part of this production is the attic set, neatly surrounded by put-away furnishings and reminders of the past, brilliantly arranged by set designer Bobby Ayala Perez with prop masters Danielle Bruce and Nicole Bruce. Through this, the spirits of the Franz parents seem to haunt the surroundings.

While the laughter is mostly on a nearly-forgotten novelty record, there is a kind of enjoyment from seeing such a notable drama so well performed. Remaining performances are Saturday and Sunday, Nov. 15-16, in Rose Firebay in The Waldron Arts Center, 122 S. Walnut St., Bloomington.

Get info and tickets at jewishtheatrebloomington.com.

OnyxFest: Love in Unjust Times

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By John Lyle Belden and Wendy Carson

The annual OnyxFest, a showcase of works by new and emerging African American playwrights, returned recently to the IF Theatre in downtown Indianapolis.

Produced by Africana Repertory Theatre of IU Indianapolis (ARTI), there will be another weekend of performances, Friday through Sunday, Nov. 14-16, at Basile Theatre of Herron School of Art & Design, 735 W. New York, St., Indianapolis.

For the first time, the festival has a theme, “Love in Unjust Times.”

It is also dedicated to the life and legacy of the late Vernon A. Williams, including a revival of his timeless script, “Sonnets for my Sistahs,” directed by Charla Booth, joined in performance by Jalen Anderson, Mutulu Ekundayo, Michelle Mimms-Duchan, Megan Simonton, and Deont’a Stark. As the title suggests, this is a series of poetry and monologues expressing various aspects of love, relationship, and man- and womanhood.

The other four are new works:

“ANTINIKA” written and directed by McKenya Dilworth-Smith – This work in progress shows amazing potential. Inspired by current political events, though existing in a parallel America with its own complexities and scandals, Antinika (Courtney Nicole) finds she must stand up to her father, President Keon (Jay Fuqua), to restore the honor of her slain brother. The cast includes Marlinda Tyson Haymon, Tiffany Dilworth-Upshaw, Wilbert Dowd, Savvion Carter, and Marlon C. Mack, Sr., as “Dr. T,” the president’s fixer. This play has eloquent soliloquies on family and politics, clever flag-based costuming, and a level of intrigue worthy of ShondaLand television dramas.

“The Hands of Banneker” a “Timepiece” by Malique Guinn, directed by Edward Strickling, Jr. who performs as the spirit of Benjamin Banneker, the free African-American man known for helping survey the borders of the District of Columbia. This theatrical journey through his life focuses on his scholarly pursuits, including building a functioning wooden clock from scratch by scaling up the dimensions of a pocket watch. With softly poetic delivery, he speaks of “the anatomy of time,” as well as “the anatomy of love” for Lydia (Taylor Franklin). The cast includes Bill Myer and Destineè Fitzpatrick as Benjamin’s parents, and Anthony Winfrey.

“Momma, I Just Want Love” by Brittany Cherelle, directed by Heather Strain, is an emotional examination of the lives and longings of two women. Angel (Cherelle) has a mother (Keisha Tompkins) who is godly, while CeCe (Tiana Edmond) has a mother (Dwuna Henton) who is surly and abusive. Angel is doing well at life, but terribly in relationships, such as the latest bad date (Eric Washington). CeCe has a supportive husband (Joshua Bruton), but living with constant maternal disapproval is becoming too much to bear. Faith and mental wellbeing are both pushed to the edge.

“The Sassy Seniors of Ryder Manor” written and directed by Ebony Chappel is sort of a Black “Golden Girls” with a mission, as headstrong Ginnie (Tracey Middlebrooks Wynn) leads Kelly (Dr. Cie Johnson), Jackie (Marlene Johnson), and Catherine (Andrea “Sapphyre” White) in a quest to replace the closed youth recreation center for her grandson Dante (Jonathan Amir Murray). Karen Thomas joins the cast as the local Councilwoman this weekend; Chappel played the role in the first performances [Note: This is a correction from the originally published casting]. This little play is funny and uplifting, a perfect counter to the more serious content of the other works.

Each of these productions is a gem on its own, however seeing as many as possible is recommended, especially to encourage more amazing new works.

For more information and tickets, visit indyfringe.org or ARTIpresents.org.

4th Wall: The depths of ‘Heights’

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By John Lyle Belden

November’s chill extends the desolate feeling of the Halloween season, a perfect time to indulge in the haunting story of “Wuthering Heights,” presented by 4th Wall Players in Irvington.

Founding member Alan Keith has adapted Emily Brontë’s gothic novel by taking a keen scalpel to the complex story of life and death on the Yorkshire moors of northern England in the late 1700s. His focus is on the dysfunctional, tragic relationship between Catherine Earnshaw and the orphan Heathcliff, with sufficient other adult characters to tell the story.

Katie Endres plays housekeeper Nelly Dean, whose role as narrator in the novel is reflected in her being a mainstay throughout the play, witness to all while unable to affect the course of events. Her compassion helps us to care for the damaged souls she serves.

We open with a series of scenes to establish the upbringing of siblings Catherine (Sarah Powell) and Hindley (Albert F. Lahrman III), along with Heathcliff (Alec Cole), whom Mr. Earnshaw (Stephen Taylor) found in Liverpool and raises with his children. From the start Catherine and Heathcliff become devoted to one another, enraging Hindley, who, upon returning from university to take over Wuthering Heights after their father’s death, banishes Heathcliff to the servant’s quarters. Hindley and his wife Francine (Isabel Moore) are continually abusive, which – on top of a boyhood humiliation at the hands of Hindley and neighbor Edgar Linton (Luke Proctor) – fuels Heathcliff’s simmering desire for revenge.

As for Catherine, she is to become Edgar’s bride. Overhearing her telling Nelly she must accept the proposal, Heathcliff sees this as betrayal and leaves. He returns, three years later, as a gentleman – but his intentions are not gentle as he seduces and marries Edgar’s sister Isabella (Ellie Hooven).   

Emotions and unresolved angst are heavy as the mist upon the moors, where ghosts will walk when this story is done.  Note this drama also contains violence, abuse, and suicide.

The cast portray a whole catalogue of psychological issues. Cole gives a poignant portrayal of a person so focused on vengeance he cannot accept the successes of his life, instead sacrificing them as tools towards his dark vision of justice. His blend of wronged hero and conspiring villain evokes both pity and fear. As for perpetually immature Catherine, Powell gives us the girl who wants both the adventure of Heathcliff and reliability of Edgar, without fully committing to either. Playing with others’ emotions wears on her own, critically endangering her health.

Hooven is exceptional as a woman caught in the middle of these dark doings, bearing up as best she can, her only redemption being in survival.

As for men who could have been so much better people, Lahrman gives us a Hindley so used to having to demand respect, he squanders his inherited moral high ground with his anger and addictive vices.  Meanwhile, Proctor’s Edgar is the man who would be rather dashing and happy in an Austen novel – alas, this is Brontë, and here his airs come off as spineless, doomed to find only misery.

An excellent edit of a classic story, “Wuthering Heights” has three more performances, Friday through Sunday, Nov. 14-16, at The Backlot Theatre (formerly Stage Door), 5635 Bonna Ave., Indianapolis. Information and tickets at 4thwallplayers.org.

Poe’s ‘muse’ inspires new play

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By John Lyle Belden

For this year’s Halloween festivities in Irvington, local playwright Breanna Helms took on an intriguing question: What if the “Lenore” in Edgar Allan Poe’s poems was an actual woman? The result is the short play, “The Silent Muse,” presented by 4th Wall Players in late October, directed by Josh Gibson.

Poe published the poem “Lenore” in 1843, and more famously, “The Raven,” in which the dead Lenore is longed for, in 1845. They were carefully crafted literary works allegedly not inspired by any singular person, but that death came easily for many in the 19th century, including many of Edgar’s relatives, and soon his sickly young wife, Virginia.

In this alternate history, Poe as a young struggling writer (played by Jy’lerre Jones) is acquainted with sisters Lenore (Emma Gedig) and Annabelle (Alice Graves the first weekend, Helms during the second), as well as their Mother (Tracy Herring).

Asked his opinion by Annabelle, Edgar romantically likens her to a calm pond that has become a wild sea (a hint towards how she would inspire her own poem). To his surprise, he finds Lenore lurking in a hollow tree that she likes to climb. Calling her a wood nymph, he proceeds to flirt with her in earnest – she being the unmarried sister.  

Soon, however, Mother brings around Guy de Vere (Kyvaille Edge), a proper wealthy suitor for Lenore’s hand. Seeing her place in society as inevitable, she agrees to his proposal.

True to an Edgar Allan Poe story, the marriage is not happy and our ending is tragic. Still, Helms makes this story beautiful and engaging enough for us to believe these events could inspire a masterpiece. There are even a few hints at the poem dropped through the narrative. The script is a neatly-written half-hour, which I feel could be revised to Fringe length (45-50 minutes) with no obvious padding. (This is why I’m keeping to my usual policy of avoiding spoilers).

Performances brought the story to life nicely. Jones shows great energy and potential with his acting journey getting under way; his restless Edgar longs for love and a better life and chafes at being seen as not worthy of the social circle he lives in. Gedig gives us a gem with facets including the “nymph” with her aura of unruly magic; the dutiful daughter and wife; and a soul somehow aware of the shadow of her limited future.

Hopefully, we will see “The Silent Muse” return, and more creative work by Helms in the future.

For now, 4th Wall dives back into the gloom with Emily Bronte’s “Wuthering Heights,” adapted and directed by Alan Keith, opening this weekend and running Nov. 7-16 at Backlot Makerspace and Venue (formerly Stage Door), 5235 Bonna Ave. Indianapolis (in historic Irvington).

Get info and tickets at 4thwallplayers.org.

Macabre musical brings ‘Ripper’ to the stage

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By John Lyle Belden

“Funny, it takes a murder for anyone to notice we passed this way.”

This lament is sung by the women mostly known from their tragic fates in “Jack the Ripper: The Whitechapel Musical,” by Steven Bergman and Christopher DiGrazia, presented by Carmel Apprentice Theatre, directed by Jake Williams.

This version of the well-told blend of history and legend stands apart for several reasons. It is mostly sung-through like an operetta, and Jack himself (played by Leo Milletary) frequently takes center stage. Who – among the dozens of suspects proposed by investigators, historians, and countless enthusiasts – is he? The musical gives an interesting theory (new to us), which I’ll leave for you to discover.

The story follows the people whom we do know, including the five most-known Ripper victims: Mary Ann “Polly” Nichols (Kate Knoll), Annie Chapman (Hannah Smith), Elizabeth Stride (Ella Owens), Catherine Eddowes (Cassie Scalzi), and Mary Jane Kelly (Reagan Nagel). Investigating the murders are Inspector Frederick Abberline (Mac Williams), assisted by Dr. Rees Ralph Llewellyn (Duane Leatherman), with Cameron Kaufman as the policeman on duty. A pesky chorus of Gentlemen of the Press (C. Leroy Delph, Tim West, and Kat Moore) are determined to print the facts, even if they have to make them up. Marissa Hassie plays the barmaid at The Ten Bells, a tavern where the doomed women all knew one another.

It is 1888 in foggy, filthy London and Jack is writing “The Story of the Century” in poor women’s blood. After the first falls, a “Merry Maid” presumes she won’t be so foolish – and her body is found next.  Knowing they should be cautious, the next two still can’t help being defiant and fatalistic. Meanwhile, Mary Kelly – the youngest and most mysterious (her life history still confounds Ripperologists) – knows more than she lets on.

The CAT (performing at The Cat, naturally) is a program that welcomes all levels of experience. Milletary, a local musician, makes an impressive theatrical debut. Williams, a familiar face in local community theatre, ably expresses the frustration known to dog Abberline during and long after the Whitechapel murders, with a measure of empathy. The women are equal measure charming and feisty; this especially comes out in their songs, such as “Stride’s Song (Life is Short),” with its take on the “and then there were none” nursery rhyme. In contrast to the fear felt by the ladies, the Gentlemen of the Press are practically giddy with excitement as “The Weekly London Murders” continue to sell papers.

Williams is also music director, with choreography by Maureen Hiner-Akins, and Kellyn Johnson is stage manager.

Performances resume Halloween weekend, Friday through Sunday (Oct. 31-Nov. 2) at The Cat, 254 Veterans Way, just south of Carmel’s Main Street Arts & Design District. Get tickets at thecat.biz.

Southbank ‘Crucible’: It’s not the witches we should fear

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By John Lyle Belden

In times of turmoil, people turn to faith either for hope or, too often, to look for monsters. Such was 1692 in Massachusetts Colony, when the blending of the Puritan church and state led to tragic hysteria. Such also was the 1950s, when the Red Scare inspired playwright Arthur Miller to look back to America’s genuine witch hunt to give us “The Crucible.”

In 2025, with political chaos and crisis churning daily, Southbank Theatre mounts a production of Miller’s play with an incredibly talented and dedicated cast. The period script with a more contemporary look bridges these eras, emphasizing this story’s relevance.   

Mostly true to the historical events, the play begins with girls engaged in a mesmerizing, mysterious dance. The Rev. Parris (Doug Powers) happens upon them, and in the shock of being caught in such forbidden activity – the dancing alone being punishable – his young daughter Betty (Ellie Richart) falls unconscious. Parris is furious, not just at what appeared to be a secret rite with some participants possibly naked, but more that his slave Tituba (Kayla Bush) was leading it and his niece and ward Abigail Williams (Hannah Embree) was involved.

Word quickly spreads around the village of Salem, including rumors of witchcraft. Occult expert Rev. John Hale (J. Charles Weimer) is called in to bring calm, but instead he sees signs of the Devil at work. When pressed for an explanation, Tituba fears for her life and tells the men what they want to hear. Arrests, interrogation, trials – and finally, executions – will follow.

Farmer John Proctor (Brian G. Hartz) tries to stay uninterested; however, he had recently had an affair with Abigail, who feels she should take the place of his wife Elizabeth (Morgan Morton) and lists her as an accomplice in her “confession” to witchcraft (giving names being a necessary step to avoid hanging). Also, the Proctors’ servant Mary Warren (Liz Carrier) has been attending and testifying at the court hearings.

We also meet Thomas and Ann Putnam (Darin Richart and Afton Shepard), wealthy landowners with both financial (property of witches is seized and sold) and spiritual (most of their children died in infancy) interest in goings-on. Francis Nurse (James Mannan) finds his wife, the midwife Rebecca (Adrienne Reiswerg) accused. Giles Corey (David Mosedale) likewise sees his innocent inquiry about his own wife jeopardizing their lives. The “bewitched” girls include Susanna Walcott (Mariah Rae Pearson) and the Putnams’ servant Mercy Lewis (Lauren Lotzow).

Director Eric Bryant plays Deputy Governor Thomas Danforth, the lead magistrate, assisted by Judge Hathorne (Paige Scott), with Ezekial Cheever (Matthew Socey) as clerk of the court. Deputy John Willard (Ian Hauer) finds himself having to arrest his friends and neighbors.

When what is and isn’t Christian – or demonic – are matters of law, they must be defined for the sake of enforcement. Modern concerns in the rise of Christian nationalism are echoed in the Puritan inquiries of this drama. The dynamics of power and privilege, or its lack, propel the plot in a situation that ironically becomes devoid of both magick and the mercy of Christ.

Hartz and Morton give powerful performances as the Proctors, finding the courage for their final ordeal. Embree sharply portrays a manipulative girl driven by youthful fantasy, tinged by a genuine fear for her life. Powers gives us the well-meaning local minister, frustrated by what he saw as a lack of respect, now compounded by events going further out of his control.

Bush and Carrier each show the horrors of being powerless with choices that condemn you no matter what you do. Reiswerg appropriately presents a person resolute in her convictions. Unfortunately, so do Bryant and Scott as uncompromising judges. Weimer gives the most complex performance, as a man who finds evil not in an entity but in unbudging egos, leading him to forego his own.

“The Crucible” tests its characters, as well as our own attitudes, a necessary exam for our own time.

Performances resume Wednesday and Thursday (Oct. 29-30), then Saturday and Sunday (Nov. 1-2) at Sheldon Auditorium, 1000 W. 42nd St., Indianapolis (southwest corner of Butler University campus). Get info and tickets at southbanktheatre.org.

GHDT ‘Casket Girls’ dance again

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By John Lyle Belden

Though shrouded in myth, the story of the “Casket Girls” is true*. In the 1720s, by order of King Louis IV of France at the urging of the Church, young women were sent to new Gulf Coast colonies to be wives to the men there in hopes of keeping them civilized and Christian.

These filles a la cassette (girls with suitcases) were eventually referred to with the word casquette, which conjured the more popular term. They were pale and delicate, it was said, sensitive to the sun and, perhaps, the magical spirit of New Orleans.

Gregory Hancock Dance Theatre has revived its production that tells the legend with “modern gothic vampire” flair, featuring original music by Cory Gabel. Choreography and costumes are again by Gregory Glade Hancock, with lighting by Ryan Koharchik.

This modern-dance ballet centers on the character of Catherine (Abigail Lessaris), a Casket Girl who lives with the Sisters of St. Ursula until she finds her beau, Jean (guest dancer Cody Miley). But supernatural forces strike, changing her forever.

The second act brings the undead Catherine back to New Orleans a century later, finding an ally in voodoo priestess Mother Ava May (Olivia Payton) and love with sweet Saraphine (Josie Moody). But evil Lucien (Thomas Mason) wants to rule the city, and if Catherine doesn’t join him, he knows the Casket Girl now has something to lose.

Dancers also include Nathalie Boyle, David Elser, Fiadh Flynn, Sophie Jones, Zoe Maish, Vivien Mickels, Hazel Moore, Audrey Springer, Josie Steinmetz, and Lucy Grontkowski of The Conservatory of Dance at Granger, Ind., with guest vocalist Tessa Gibbons.

Stunning and beautiful throughout, the music and movement embrace a dark atmosphere evoking the works of Anne Rice and the goth-punk aesthetic of the World of Darkness roleplaying games. Gabel, in close collaboration with Hancock, brings a Nine-Inch-Nails-esque percussion to the score, giving a relentless beat to the characters’ stilled and breaking hearts.

A unique danse macabre for this spooky season, “The Casket Girls” have just one performance remaining, 5 p.m. today (Oct. 25) as I post this, at The Tarkington in the Allied Solutions Center for the Performing Arts in downtown Carmel. Watch for this production to likely return in coming years.

With this, GHDT opens its 28th season. Next up is its next improvised collaboration in the “Melange” series on Nov. 15-16 as Mickels dances while vocalist Jessica Hawkins sings and Madhuchhanda Mandal creates a visual work of art. The full company celebrates the Holidays with Winterfest on Dec. 4-7 and 11-14. These performances will be at The Florence performance space at The Academy of Gregory Hancock Dance Theatre, 329 Gradle Dr., Carmel.

Full information and tickets at gregoryhancockdancetheatre.org.

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(*History and legend of the Casket Girls at NewOrleans.com)