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Dance Kaleidoscope presents fresh spin on Irving ‘Legend’

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By John Lyle Belden

When a prestigious professional dance company takes on a familiar story, the results are as amazing as they are accessible to a broad audience.

In the spirit of the season, Dance Kaleidoscope presents “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow,” adapted, choreographed, and directed by Joshua L. Peugh. The short story by Washington Irving, set in the years following the Revolutionary War in rural New York, has been deepened from its usual brief telling into a 75-minute program in contemporary and balletic styles. The narrative and atmosphere can get a bit frightening, so this is recommended for ages 13 and up.

Historically, the area around Tarrytown (including Sleepy Hollow) was a frequent battleground between American Continentals and the British Redcoats, joined by Hessian mercenaries, leaving many on all sides dead (including locals of varying allegiance and descendants of the original Dutch settlers). There was even a report of a Hessian officer being decapitated by a cannonball, only identified by his uniform as the head was never found.

This background is a vital part of Peugh’s production. We are frequently visited by various denizens of the spirit world, as well as the restless dead. The dancers in these roles appear in masks, often gauzy to make their faces even more haunting.

Company member Zay puts his slender body to work as the central character, Ichabod Crane. Being sensitive and superstitious, he quickly starts seeing things upon his arrival in town. Ever the academic, he banishes the dark visions with a wave of his book, but they won’t stay away long. He gains the patronage of well-to-do farmer Balt Von Tassel (Nathan Rommel) in setting up his position as schoolmaster, hoping to also gain the hand of his daughter Katrina (Julie Russel) for both her beauty and eventual inheritance (not so much a matter of greed as of honest opportunism). Katrina is flattered but not committed. She and Ichabod share an intimate dance and written love letters, but publicly she still spends time partnered with burly Brom Bones (Ryan Galloway).

Just as Crane is not all hero, Bones is not a pure villain. His jealousy over this interloper manifests more in pranks than assaults, made easy by Ichabod’s growing visions. As the days pass in what seems like a normal routine, the ghosts – including of a man Ichabod saw die in a fight that got out of hand – draw ever closer.  

At last comes the harvest festival, where Brom – dancing with a pumpkin – delivers a frightening tale. The rest of the story, you may already be familiar with. Just be sure to hold on to your hat (and what it rests on).

Our spirits of soldiers and villagers are joined by flying witches, a Woman in White (Savannah Rolfe) and even The Great He-Goat (Rommel). Filling the various roles, as well as living residents, are George Brous, Natalie Campbell, Ryan Jaffe, Gavin Kimmel, Marie Kuhns, Briah Napier, Morgan Ranney, Sarah Tylor, and Manuel Valdes. The famous climactic chase features Kimmel as The Horseman with Jaffe puppeting the frighteningly beautiful horse (designed by Nicholas Peugh).

The movement is exquisite, telling an easy-to-follow narrative while blending with the production’s overall haunted look. Historic McGowan Hall, practically across the street from the Benjamin Harrison house on North Delaware, is spooky from the moment you step inside. This continues onto the spare stage by scenic designer William Boles, with cornstalks standing sentry at the back that eventually move inward like the marching forest of Shakespeare fame. To display pride in the new nation, a giant 13-star Old Glory briefly spreads above. And as spirits can pass through walls, don’t assume there’s a “fourth wall” here. Incredible costuming was designed by Elizabeth Bourgeois. Evocative music was composed by Brandon Carson.

So – no “Trick” – here’s a “Treat:” The premiere of Joshua Peugh’s “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow” continues into a second weekend! Performances are Friday through Sunday, Oct. 9-11, at 1305 N. Delaware St. Get tickets at www.dancekal.org.

A perfectly chilling part of the Indy Spooky Season (with plans to return next October), this “Sleepy Hollow” may itself become legendary.

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: Going Solo

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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: “Ambiguous,” by Tiffany Michelle Foster; “Before Breakfast,” by Rachel Kelso; “Father Johnny: I Swear to God,” by John Courtney; “Gollum Girl LIVE,” by Amy Yourd; “The Keeper,” by King Richard; “Maniac,” by Todd Sullivan; “The Perfect Rap Show,” by Cecil Creates; “PsyWrn Simone’s Black Thread: Songs that Nina Taught Me,” by PsyWrn Simone; “Then, Eve,” by Billie Jane; “Starship Napademics,” by Kay Hawthorne. 

An essential element of the Fringe experience is the one-person show. Often, it’s a sort of confessional, telling one’s own story or experience in a way that brings us into their uncomfortable shoes. Sometimes it’s about another person or a topic or idea – like a dressed-up TED talk. Whatever is performed, the performer indulges in a very brave act – regardless of the costume, this person is exposed, standing alone, hoping for our understanding. As Shakespeare wrote, “Gently to hear, kindly to judge.”

Ambiguous

While practically no one-person act involves just one person – there are lights and crew, perhaps a co-writer and/or director – we understand that this is essentially all performer Tiffany Michelle Foster. With the help of friends and fellow artists, she presents video scenes on a stageside screen, setting up a situation she has dealt with throughout her life. It’s easy to say she is a “person of color,” but those who meet her can’t help but be curious of the specifics. Her parents and siblings appear to be Black, while she resembles a Latina. Entering her journey of magical realism to answer the question, “What are you?” – and having accidentally squashed the cricket – she gets a sarcastic cockroach as her guide.

In her first costume, she appears as a perfect live-action version of Dora the Explorer, guided by the singing Map through the Forest of Assumption and along the River of Where Are You REALLY From. The journey will take her through a cartoon interlude in which she appears on stage as Betty Boop, and a horror scene with helpful zombies who guide her to becoming the racially/ethnically fluid “Black or White” era Michael Jackson (she admits this was in part to learn how to moonwalk – which she does well).

Tiffany concludes with a few minutes of standup, in which she answers the big question (ambiguously, of course). She reveals that while by genetic percentage she is one racial identity, by her life experience and the laws of her original home state, she is another. (As she tours with this show and could bring it back to Indy, I’ll leave this for you to find out when you see her.)

The bottom line is that “what” Tiffany Michelle Foster is, is human and funny and entertaining, and a joy to see – whatever label fits at the moment.

Before Breakfast

(Review by Wendy Carson)

Mrs. Rowland (Rachel Kelso) is trapped in a now-loveless marriage. Her husband, once a wealthy heir, is now just a drunken sot. She works her fingers to the bone, but he spends his days drinking and regaling his friends with poetry and stories. Her long-suffering plight is laid out for us while she speaks to her husband, who is hungover in the bedroom.

While they were in love at one point and they both risked the wrath of their families to get married, they are now just going through their paces in a mockery of their union. While nobody could have predicted the conflagration of events that led to their current circumstances, he could at least own up to his responsibility to share the burden of working through them rather than just ignoring them wholesale.

While some may feel her tirade comes of as meaningless nagging, there are moments of sincere sorrow that hearken back to her original feelings for the man. She just wants to know that he still feels anything for her. While her tale is a sad one, in the end, her husband finally does show her a little mercy and gives her the second-best outcome she could hope for.

This classic one-act drama by Eugene O’Neill is dark and sorrowful, but does serve to remind us of how harrowing the past was, as well as the trials and tribulations of adulthood.

Father Johnny: I Swear to God

The subtitle of this standup/storytelling/costume act is more a statement than an interjection, as the good Father, presented by John Courtney, does use some mature language and innuendo – and doesn’t mince words about the un-Christlike nature of those in charge of America. While he has kind things to say about our new U.S.-born Pope, there are some aspects of the Catholic Church he’d like to see improved – a global shortage of priests? Let women be ordained!

He gives us video scenes of odd confessions while changing into old Father O’Saughnessy, a kindly Church Lady, and even J.C. himself. His title character also turns out to be an act – while he attended Catholic seminary, he stopped short of the priesthood, finding the Oath of Obedience to be a step too far.

Bearing in mind that standup is always tricky to judge, Courtney’s show is quirky and clever while still feeling rough at points, something a pro like him will no doubt work on. Ever forgiving of the audience, for each line that doesn’t land, he could glibly take up the next to induce some chuckles.

Father Johnny’s blending of the sacred and profane could inspire a few conservative viewers to “arise and walk,” but I think the trinity of Saints Lenny Bruce, George Carlin, and Bill Hicks would bless it.

Gollum Girl LIVE

(Review by Wendy Carson, as posted to Facebook)

Amy Yourd has embarked upon her own personal quest to educate the world on the glorious wonders of the many worlds of J.R.R. Tolkien, the film trilogies of such by Peter Jackson, as well as her love of the true hero of the stories, Gollum.

Growing up different from others, she has always identified with Gollum’s oddities (more of her school mates know her by the nickname of Gollum Girl than her given name). However, she has lived with the nagging fear that at any minute she, like Gollum, would be thrown out of regular society and forced to live in solitude.

Still, she endeavors to find like-minded individuals who might understand her and accept her no matter how odd she seems. Come and witness her story. Find her afterwards and share your own. See her truth and get to know this amazing person who you will surely find some kinship with.

The Keeper

(Review by Wendy Carson)

Come and meet the newest demigod in the modern pantheon, The Keeper (The Keeper of Names being his full title). It is his duty to collect and remember not only the name, but the life story of every person lynched or otherwise killed in a racist act.

Even though he’s been at the job for a mere 10 years, the work is already taking its toll. He knows this is a supreme honor but is frustrated that his own name is lost to himself as well as history. The oath he swore upon taking the role states, “I forget myself, so that I may remember you.”

Witness his story, say their names, forget not that the struggle continues.

Maniac

(Review by Wendy Carson)

Todd Sullivan gives us a unique and interesting take on the motivations and inner workings of a murderer. We are witnessing the trials of a killer and will determine his verdict before the shows end. The first trial is that of Temerity, the second is Veracity, and the third is Rectitude. The trials are quaint and often silly, but they do give us a glimpse of the workings of the accused’s mind.

I must warn those who plan to attend this show that total audience participation will occur. No matter what, at some point you will interact and become part of the narrative. However, the performance I attended, no one seemed to mind even the smallest hint of participation.

Blending actual history, storytelling, clowning, and a bit of magic effects, this show is a rare delight. One that makes you think yet mindlessly enjoy the whimsey of it all. It’s truly a show that could only have been created for a Fringe audience.

The Perfect Rap Show

(Review by Wendy Carson, as posted to Facebook)

Approximately one year ago Cecil wakes up with a groundbreaking idea: “I should quit my job!”

This, added to a seemingly too-good-to-be-true AI assistant, leads him to the vision of taking his music to the next level by live streaming the perfect rap show.

We are here to witness the inception and ultimate performance of this journey as he hones his desires, finds his voice, polishes his marketing and tries to stay true to himself and the music he creates. This is an innovative and enjoyable look inside the creative process for those unfamiliar with it as well as a raw and vulnerable take on the honest struggles of today’s artists.

While some of the language may challenge viewers, I advise you to look past the words and admire the works. This is a must-see for anyone interested in pursuing a music career or just trying to make it online in their own niche.

PsyWrn Simone’s Black Thread: Songs that Nina Taught Me

First premiered during the Indy Black Solo Festival at the end of January, PsyWrn (pronounced “siren,” like one who entices with her singing and can rock your world) weaves her personal story with that of the legendary Nina Simone. Accompanied by Matthew Dupree on an African drum, PsyWrn presents “an appreciation, honoring her spirit,” seeing Nina (the High Priestess of Soul, 1933-2003) as having embodied “the artist as activist.”

In other words, she wasn’t always “Feeling Good.” In fact, Nina is quoted as saying, “first you get depressed, then you get mad.”  

The set includes audio and visual tributes to Nina Simone, including an LED 3-D rendering. PsyWrn also brings her to life in song, from Civil Rights anthems to the uplifting “To Be Young, Gifted and Black.” The Black Thread of the title weaves through those who struggled in decades past and continues in those taking up the call to end injustice today. In delivering this inspiring tribute, today’s Ms. Simone also shows herself capable of being legendary.

Then, Eve

(Review by Wendy Carson)

Billie Jane gives us a novel retelling of the Genesis story that resonates with our current times:

While their main job of naming all the animals seemed wonderful at first, their sheer numbers (there are over 4,000 different beetles alone), eventually made it drudgery. She wants more and can’t understand why her companion is so satisfied with so little.

There is also a lot of confusion within the task at hand. Why are the females of the species so ugly? Why did that bird sit on that white rock? Was the baby bird trapped inside the white rock? Do the rabbits have to constantly do THAT. Should we be doing that? Why did God put a tree here that we aren’t allowed to have anything to do with?

After a while, her companion deserts her so she becomes best friends with Caterpillar. This leads to another batch of questions as her buddy goes about his metamorphosis. She feels that she needs to transform herself but doesn’t know how. She tries talking to God but to no avail. She sets off to visit Lillith but that only makes her feel worse about her situation. Why does paradise feel so much like a prison?

Since she is miserable, she might as well end it all, so she steels herself and goes to the forbidden tree. Picking a fruit, but not yet eating it, she returns to see Butterfly destroyed by a flash of lightning. This seals her fate and she eats of the fruit, gaining the Knowledge of Good and Evil as well as the reality of her true self.

Jane weaves the story line so brilliantly that you are almost blindsided by the novel twist at the end of it all. This was truly a remarkable and thought-provoking look at an age-old tale.

Starship Napademics

Kay Hawthorne has her home in Indianapolis, roots in Africa, and her eyes on the stars. She invites us along on an Afrofuturism journey, embodying two personas. Nessa the stewardess informs us that all within this little theatre are about to embark – be ready for a change of gravity.

Once on our way, we meet her principal self, Napademics, with stories of discovering other worlds through books of science fact and science fiction by Black authors; the music of Sun Ra, Parliament-Funkadelic, and OutKast; and songs of her own she sings for us. The set is hand-made low-tech with high-tech aspirations, like the child who dreams of the Mothership on her way to applying for NASA.

She takes us by Sun Ra’s home of Saturn, and Napademics’ own planet, Mercury, in word and song. She notes that the mostly white scientific community seems to fear Dark Matter, but she doesn’t, adding “you miss so much that you see Black as empty.” However, we have nothing to fear as Nessa will welcome us back to Indy, safe and sound – and a little more funky.

Southbank delivers brilliant Bechdel biography

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By John Lyle Belden

Southbank Theatre Company opens its season of Origins with the coming of age and coming-out musical, “Fun Home,” based on the graphic memoir by Alison Bechdel, with book and lyrics by Lisa Kron and music by Jeanine Tesori.

Cartoonist Bechdel, reaching the age that her father died, tries to come to terms with the past with her art. As she draws, stumped for the right captions to add, she remembers her life as a restless girl with her brother, sister, and parents in a “House on Maple Avenue” in Beech Creek, Pa., as well as her fateful first year of college when, in her words, she came out as a lesbian, and her closeted gay father killed himself.

We find her upbringing to be a little unusual, in a house with a museum-like collection of various antiques, with a father who not only teaches English at the high school but also runs a mortuary (the “Fun[eral] Home” of the title) passed down through the family. Father always has need of a young handyman to help with home improvement projects – his true purpose to which the kids are oblivious, while their mother understands too well.

Directed by Southbank founder and artistic director Marcia Eppich-Harris, she has again assembled an excellent cast. Patrick Vaughn plays conflicted and complex father Bruce, exacting and demanding with others as he strives to maintain tight control on himself. Afton Shephard gives an intense portrayal of self-sacrificing mother Helen. Orion Cortez and Lilly Adams give appropriately goofy teen performances as siblings John and Christian. Their comfort with unconventional surroundings especially comes through in the “Come to the Fun Home” TV-commercial skit they work on with little sister Alison – darkly “fun” in the conventional sense of the word.

Alison herself is portrayed by three actors:

Julie Lyn Barber is splendid as Adult Alison, greeting the memories playing out before her with a grin of hard-won wisdom and an unshakable sense of regret. Sharing her lack of certainty ironically makes her a more reliable narrator.

Emery Haley is Medium Alison, the college freshman discovering herself while struggling to understand her father – unaware their last day together will be their last day ever. Her coming out – first to herself, then her family – is a relatable experience for many, and we can all sense her apprehension at life away from home for the first time. We share her joy as she declares she’s “Changing My Major” to making love to Joan – smartly played by Nia Hughes. Her growing anxiety over life’s changes is also palpable.

Ellie Richart has a big role as Small Allison. This is not the kind of show that says “that’s me as a kid” and moves on – many of the pieces of this play’s puzzle are revealed in her early life. Richart’s talent especially shines in “Ring of Keys” in which the subject of the song is never seen but must be realized through the girl’s description and expression; this is a pivotal moment in Alison’s young life, and Richart nails it.

Bobby Haley also does very well as the various men in Bruce’s life. Most scenes of them together come off more serene than tawdry, adding to the growing tension as the Bechdels find their life of secrets ever harder to manage.  

Music director is Kristin Cutler, choreography by Andre Williams, and stage manager is Madison Pickering. The set design by Scott Hall features large reproductions of panels from the book made by Eppich-Harris and Casey Ross.

A compelling production of the Tony-winning, Pulitzer-nominated masterpiece, “Fun Home” has four remaining performances, Thursday through Sunday, Sept. 24-27 at Shelton Auditorium, 1000 W. 42nd St., Indianapolis (southwest corner of Butler University campus). Get info and tickets at southbanktheatre.org.

IBTC brings a place that’s closer than we think

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By John Lyle Belden

Indianapolis Black Theater Company presents the powerful drama, “Kiladelphia,” written and directed by DP Demarco.

He makes clear that this is not just a ‘hood in Pennsylvania, but a place found in cities large and small throughout America, plagued by street crime, drugs, and violence.  Throughout the play we see a memorial to a six-year-old girl at the place she was killed by a stray bullet. However, though it struggles, there is also hope here – and faith.

Neighbors Shawaakaatima and Ms. Jordan (Dena L. Toler and Da’Keisha Bryant) are visibly shook by the child’s death, while dealing with the growing independence of their own kids. Shawaakaatima’s son Jabarie (John Singleton) is doing well at the local college. Meanwhile, Teresa Jordan (Raniyah Bannon) is a good teen, however her friends include Shay Shay (Ayshah Matthews), a girl with big attitude and questionable character, and Taylor (Anaiah), who is nice, smart, and the younger sister of Q (Joshua Bruton), the second-in-command to gang leader Jamelle (LA).

The criminal element also includes Kima (Shenita Golder), Bones (Mahogani Johnson), and Malik (David Adams). Atiyyah Radford plays Derrick, Jabarie’s friend, as well as “Clean” – a street character who is anything but.  Jodi Holmes appears as a local police detective and the grieving mother of the little girl.

Jamelle is handsome and charismatic, with hundred-dollar bills peeking out of his pockets. And what he lacks in empathy he more than makes up in the drugs he sells. He sends away his addicted mother, Wanda (Anila Akua), and later takes advantage of naïve rich girl Erica (Shaudia Carter) – both financially and physically.

Not everyone will survive these events in an unflinching look at how easily the pursuit of good times can go very badly, including for the innocent. What feels like love or respect can be a trap. This is not a musical, but we do get a wonderful rendition of Stevie Wonder’s “Knocks Me Off My Feet” sung by Singleton, background music by Matt “Big Beatz” Franklin and Byran Hobbs, and an affective arrangement of the O’Jay’s “For Love of Money.”

We also find in the women and young Teresa a tested Christian faith. Rather than deliver a simple morality play, Demarco keeps it real with Jesus’ love not always accepted but still made available for one who is truly broken.

Performances feel real – even a larger-than-life person like Shay Shay is like someone you know – and at moments engage the audience directly, alerting us that these are events that need our attention here, and out in the larger world. Demarco said he has presented this play in several cities and was struck by how, when he mounted it in West Virginia including white cast members, he sadly didn’t have to change a thing.

Find “Kiladelphia” here in Naptown for one more weekend, Thursday through Sunday, Sept. 24-27, at The District Theatre. Get tickets at indydistricttheatre.org.

Breathless pace of ‘Lungs’ at District

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By John Lyle Belden

“That’s what drama is: watching a character make a decision.”

This quote by playwright Duncan MacMillan, from a 2016 interview, fits the style of his first celebrated play, “Lungs,” presented by new company ZED: Teatro at The District Theatre this weekend (Sept. 11-13).

MacMillan, known for his “Every Brilliant Thing,” engages different personal anxieties with this two-person drama which debuted in 2011. It asks, in entertainingly verbose fashion: When one is conscientious of all that is wrong with the world in the early 21st century, is it right to bring another life into the mix?

In the play’s typically minimalist staging, directed by Holly Hathaway Thompson, we witness a Man (Nathan Erdel) and a Woman (Linsey Babrick-Christie) in a very animated conversation. He, a musician, had suggested to her, a PhD student, that they could have a child together. Their shopping day at Ikea is completely ruined.

There follows a lot of “thinking out loud” in emotionally laden conversations and personal reflections. Being citizens of our globally connected era, concerns go beyond themselves to what’s happening with environment and the effects of corporate and political corruption. (MacMillan wisely sensed it would only get worse leading up to today.) There’s only so much one can do, and they are good people – “Are we good people?” – so, would a baby be condemned to future misery, or become the one who helps fix it?

This is more than a single discussion or argument. Time marches through a number of scenes, which follow one swiftly after another much as they will one day in hindsight. The back and forth between them feels natural – nothing resolved, yet ever moving forward as things must. Some humor grows organically from this, especially in “I didn’t mean to say that, well, yes I did…” moments. While there are disappointments, there is no malice.

Babrick-Christie and Erdel nimbly take on what must be an exhausting acting exercise. Moments come on hard and fast, heavy with hope and uncertainty, yet with an undercurrent of love – even when they aren’t acknowledging it. And with this very vulnerable human portrayal, we come to feel they are people we know, or want to.

As this posts, there are performances tonight and tomorrow afternoon in the intimate District Cabaret, 627 Massachusetts Ave., downtown Indianapolis. Get tickets at indydistricttheatre.org. Find ZED at zedteatro.org.

Born that way? Belfry goes ‘Bad’

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By John Lyle Belden

For more than 70 years, “The Bad Seed” has been one of the most chilling dramas ever held on stage. The 1954 play by Maxwell Anderson, adapted from the novel by William March (prior to the 1956 film), tackles thorny issues of mental health, psychiatry, nature vs. nurture, juvenile development and psyche, trauma and responses to it, parenting, suicide, being blind to one’s assumptions, free will, and more.

All laid bare by a dispute over a school penmanship medal.

The Belfry Theatre production at The Cat in Carmel doesn’t shy away from any of this. Directed by Matt McKee, the story unfolds in a manner that even if you know everything that is going to happen, you can’t help but be drawn into the growing suspense.

Sixth-grader Olivia Cook plays central character Rhoda Penmark, the practically “perfect” daughter of Col. Kenneth and Cristine Penmark (Matt Spurlock and Lisa Anderson). If the name or her charming face in blonde braids look familiar, it may be that last year, she had the lead in “Ruthless,” the musical parody of “Bad Seed” (and “All About Eve”). This time, the singing and campy elements of the previous role cast aside, she proves to be as cold as a Terminator. Cook perfectly embodies the empathy deficit, narcissistic calm with moments of fury, imperfect attempts to be enough of a “nice” girl to get anything she wants, and unhindered calculations to remove obstacles.

Even now, in the era of True Crime programs and podcasts, it’s hard to see this in a cute tween girl; adults in the Eisenhower era didn’t stand a chance.

Lisa Anderson, as increasingly anxiety-ridden Christine, gives us a reminder that she is as capable of award-worthy performance as her husband Matt (who provides a radio voiceover). What starts with a constant vague sense of unease, accompanied by disturbing dreams, grows into ever darker suspicions as each dread becomes confirmed.

Daughter of criminologist turned radio star Richard Bravo (Jamie Kenjorski, who we’ll meet later), Christine takes advantage of her husband being away on assignment to The Pentagon to pick the brain of current criminologist and author Reginald Tasker (Nate Mecija). Joining them for lunch are her landlady and upstairs neighbor Monica (Desireè Black), accompanied by Emory (Thom Johnson), Monica’s brother.

Monica, whom Black plays with blythe confidence, has undergone Freudian therapy and feels herself an expert on the matter, swiftly diagnosing everyone. Tasker, ignoring her amateur prattle, relates advances in studying psychopaths, finding their conditions as much or more a product of birth than upbringing.

Meanwhile, at the school picnic, Claude Daigle – the boy who won the medal Rhoda not only covets but felt entitled to – mysteriously drowns. While others react as you’d expect, Rhoda comes home and calmly puts on her skates to enjoy her free afternoon. The only one to openly suspect her mood and motives is handyman Leroy (Aaron Beal), who has come to terms with his own neurodivergence and senses a fellow traveler in the girl. Though it is plain, even to a first-time viewer, that this apparently simple-minded man is not the principal villain, Beal’s edgy performance helps keep questions open to his motives.

The question of what really happened comes to consume Christine, especially after she is visited by Rhoda’s teacher Miss Fern (Samantha Kelly). We also meet Claude’s parents, Dwight (Tom Riddle) acting like a turtle wanting desperately to retreat into his shell, and Hortense (Becca Bartley), who has submerged her grief and need for answers in alcohol. The Daigles being working-class, feeling socially inferior, factors into the mother’s slurred rants – which Bartley delivers with perfect pathos – adding to the tragedy of their situation.

McKee’s daughters make big contributions to this production. Ava serves as assistant director, stage manager, and has a moment onstage as a Messenger. Her sister Kayla, who also works the light and sound boards at Center Stage in Lebanon, does so here with growing professionalism (light and sound designed by Bill Miller). Costumes, including some interesting mother/daughter combinations, are by Taylor Moss. Susanne Bush made the most of the Cat stage to design the roomy Penmark living room. Jennifer Poynter wrangled the props (where did she get the medal?). Makeup and hair by Victoria Garcia.

“The Bad Seed” takes root for one more weekend, Friday through Sunday, Sept. 11-13, at 254 Veterans Way in downtown Carmel. (Despite ongoing construction, accessing this street is fairly easy.) Get info and tickets at thebelfrytheatre.com or thecat.biz.

IndyFringe: The Kids Are Alright

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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

Reviews of: “Cicada,” by Carmel High School; “JACKED: A Beanstalk Remix,” by KIPP Legacy High School; “Queens,” by University High School of Indiana; “Whatever Happened to Gold D. Locks?” by Sondra E. Hayes Productions.

Fringe festivals are excellent opportunities to develop skills as well as stories, which makes them perfect for high school and youth programs. As with all forms and genres represented in Fringe, the quality and appeal of each performance differs, and with those whom we know up front are learning their craft, we grant more understanding. I have found that once you give that degree of grace, you find a good story, the noble intentions, individual bravery, and even those young persons with the spark and drive to shine on future stages.

Cicada

(Review by Wendy Carson)

Carmel High School brings us another heartfelt offering with this Southern Gothic steamer. Lily (Lexie Palmer) lives alone with her son, Ace (Jack McNalley). However, they are surrounded by the ghosts of those who have also lived there. We meet Lily’s big sister (Jenna Kraus) who died as a child; Granny Duvall (Hadley Wilkinson), who had actually raised her; and Aunt Sister (Lucy Frey) who came to live with her after Lanora passed on.

We also meet their neighbor, Lanora (Lilyanne Nottingham), who is haunted by memories of her husband (Ron Feinberg) and his struggles for the perfect lawn. Ace wonders about his absent father (Ron Feinberg) and conjures his own memories of him.

Maaike Mora is present as the specter who plays the piano and Maisan Hasan is the voice of the preacher Granny Duvall idolized.

Jerry Dye directs this sweeping tale of loss, memories, and hauntings of one kind or another.

JACKED: A Beanstalk Remix

Established in 2019, KIPP Legacy High School has developed a full array of extracurricular activities, including theatre. For the second year, the students present a show at IndyFringe, giving valuable experience not just in performance, but also in mounting a show in a professional environment. This year’s offering shows growing comfort with their expectations.

With rhymes recited in hip-hop style, we meet Jack – the one with the old cow. Mother tells him to sell her, because she will produce no more milk. However, he considers the animal a pet or even a friend, and when Minka Mysterio comes by with some magic beans and a promise that the cow won’t see a butcher, the famous deal is struck. You can guess what happens next: angry Mom throws away beans; they sprout anyway, making the skyward beanstalk; Jack climbs, discovers a Giant, a talking Harp, and a Goose that lays golden eggs; he opts to steal the bird; the Giant follows him down the stalk – a fatal mistake.

That would be the whole fairy tale, except the show isn’t halfway over.

There is far more allegory here than you, or Jack, expect. We deal with damage from a falling giant; the village being off the gold standard; a more troublesome use for the eggs; as well as the inevitable, upset, Mrs. Giant.

The students work this complex story with upbeat aplomb, making the most of each role. The goose, with a look of frustration and fatigue, gets a lot of amusing expression from her single-word “dialogue.” Minka’s mischief and Jack’s earnestness each shine.

Overall production improvement shows, giving us hope that the school will appear at Fringe for years to come.

Queens

Though the subject matter is the same, this is not “Six.” University High School of Indiana in Carmel presents the story of the wives of England’s King Henry VIII, drawing on historical material, including songs, rhymes and dances of the era, as well as more appropriate costumes.

Henry Tudor is chained to a throne in Purgatory, attended by a Jester, his tormenter. Also on hand are the spirits of all six of his wives to relate the stories of their lives and treatment by their monarch until he truly repents. To relate the events, the women dance or gather through various functions, reflecting the news, speculation, and rumor of Royal society. There is also a Young Henry who each encounters, marries, and deals with his rough temper and selfish pride.

Besides a well-told history narrative, there are lessons for us today, especially in the hazards of obsession. This is most expressed in Henry’s consuming desire for a son to succeed him. When at last one is born, after which his second wife dies, it is declared, “Her life for a boy!” Chained Henry responds, “My soul, for a boy.”

The presentation and choreography are excellent, as well as the various portrayals. The true-to-the-era personalities even included one maiden who enjoyed watching executions.

There were only two performances at the 2026 Fringe, so hopefully this proved a good opportunity for bigger investment in a future festival.

Whatever Happened to Gold D. Locks?

This new take on an old fairy tale was truly a family affair. Written and directed by Sondra E. Hayes, “…Gold D. Locks” is cast with at least three families of parents and their children. Kids get a lot of action and speaking lines, especially young B.B. Bear, whose chair was broken and porridge eaten; the Raccoon crime-watch captain who saw it happen, and the title character, a presumptuous Human who is caught and put on trial in the Woods court.

Before the show starts, every member of the audience is urged to put on a provided animal mask, so that we may observe the trial as the jury. No votes are taken, but we are encouraged, with prompts projected on the back screen, to respond (with animal noises) to the events on the stage.

In their own costumes and masks, we see the court of an Eagle judge with an Owl defense attorney, Badger prosecutor (there is at least one accusation of “badgering the witness”), and Fox sheriff and court officer, with his Kit appearing as the Bailiff to hold the Book of Virtuous Stories for swearing in. (“My Mother told me never to swear!” Gold responds.)

With its added subplots of environment and conservation, as well as admonitions not to judge one another unjustly, this was an excellent all-ages show and perfect for younger children. There were many giggles, from young and old, when the Turtle jury foremen slow-but-steadily made their way up to the stage to leisurely deliver the verdict.

Black Light shines light on Indy history, culture, again

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By John Lyle Belden

Here’s a homework project we can all learn from.

Black Light Training & Development, a program of The District Theatre, presents “The Griot,” a new dramatic work in progress by Celeste Williams, directed by Ronni Watts with Kelly Kel. For the participants, this is an opportunity to develop skills as writers, actors and directors; for the audience, this is also a window into Indianapolis Black history, with a focus on The Indianapolis Recorder.

Founded in the 1890s, The Recorder has been a vital part of what was then and through the 20th century referred to as the “Negro press,” newspapers that served communities of color across the United States, bringing to light the people, stories, and issues mostly ignored by the mainstream (read: white) media. As one line in the play states, to know what was really going on, “this newspaper, and the grapevine, was it!”

To get misbehaving high school students Rosa (Kenyla Bell) and Malcolm (Tyrell) to take history seriously, their teacher gives them a week to make a presentation about the Recorder – something they barely know or care about.

Malcolm remembers it’s something his grandmother “Moms” (Kea Biven-Williams) reads all the time. Noting his interest, she tells how it covered the career of the great Oscar Robinson and his history-making high school title. While her breaking into the Crispus Attucks High “Crazy Song” is a fun audience sing-along, it overwhelms the boy with its hokey-pokey old-fashioned style and he retires to his bed. Meanwhile, in her home and bed, Rosa nods off while Googling the history of The Recorder.  

This is where the spirit world intervenes. Jeli (Destiny Basnight), the essence of The Griot (a traditional African storyteller and history-keeper) brings together the dreamscapes of both youths to meet her and the spirit of George Pheldon Stewart (Terrance Marquis), co-founder of the Recorder.  D’Andrea Brown arrives as “N. Diana Avenue” to enlighten the kids on local history and “Cora S. Pondent” to relate the Recorder’s role in it. Dom Moon appears as the mistress of “Monster Meetings” that brought notable African Americans to speak at the Senate Ave. YMCA, as well as a soldier who wrote to Black papers during World War II to propose the Victory sign become a “Double V” for victory both in the War and on the homefront for civil rights.

Malcolm and Rosa are shaken from their apathy by discovering the rich history in their own city, learning of success stories, like that of Madam C.J. Walker; events like the visit by Martin Luther King Jr., five years before his “Dream” speech; and the horrors of lynchings across Indiana, murdering “young people like us.” In the process, Rosa confronts questions about her own future, while Malcolm feels he must deal with his own troubled past. Appearing at ease on the stage, Bell and Tyrell show their own talent and potential.

The adults acquit themselves well, too. Basnight’s delivery balances charm and culture to stay above caricature. Biven-Williams is endearing as the grandmother. And Marquis entertainingly brings to life the rather dashing photos of Mr. Stewart, presenting a classy no-nonsense newspaperman.

As in past Black Light productions, we get deeper insight into Indiana’s past as well as an opportunity for future cultural icons.

Overall, the 90-minute play gives a good first public showing with great potential. See what we mean and encourage its development by seeing it 7 p.m. tonight (as this posts) or 4 p.m. Sunday, Aug. 30, in the District Blackbox, 627 Massachusetts Ave., Indianapolis. For tickets and information, see indydistricttheatre.org.

Find Black Light Training & Development on Facebook. The Indianapolis Recorder is available in newsprint, online, and provides a weekly email newsletter.

IndyFringe: A Distant Sound of Thunder

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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 Wendy Carson

In August 2025, a record heat wave causes a huge blackout in New York City. In hopes of finding some sort of relief, the locals throw an ersatz block party. When past resident Hector (Ian Cruz) shows up asking a few too many questions, things really get heated.

While recent retiree Bill (Steve Kruse) is delighted to see his old neighbor and catch up on recent changes, Mary (Karin Stratton) doesn’t trust him at all. It seems that numerous people, all of foreign descent, have been mysteriously disappearing from the building, and throughout the city. Since Hector is giving varied stories as to how his arm was broken and is overly interested in their new Trans neighbor, Enchante (Lucy Fields), perhaps Mary may be right.

Producer and author Eric Bryant gives us a true potboiler full of deception, paranoia, intrigue and humanity. Under the direction of Carrie Ann Schlatter, the cast deftly presents these captivating characters leaving the audience to decide for themselves the truth of each person’s story.

Performances were held on The District Theatre mainstage.