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Suspense in our world beyond time and space

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By John Lyle Belden

We all remember the bizarre feeling of the day/month/season/year that was 2020. By March the world was shutting down, and even late into summer, fall and “virtual” holidays everyone was sorting out this new “normal” that echoes to this day.

Joe and his stepdaughter Abby (Bill Simmons and Paige Elisse) come home from a day at the zoo. They will not leave the house again for a long time. Waiting for them on the porch is a large wooden box.

What could be in this unexpected delivery? Perhaps a book, one that explains the world. Upon opening, they find there is a book, but it has no words, and a doll – that has no face. 

This sets up the drama in “The Body,” presented by the Phoenix Theatre, which playwright Steve Moulds said is inspired by the off-kilter reality of “The Twilight Zone.”

To be honest, it would have helped put the Covid era in perspective if we had a visit from Rod Serling. For most of us, day to day life wasn’t as much about the deadly virus as it was getting through with so many unknowns of how our lives, relationships, and jobs would continue, contrasted with seeing the same four walls around you, and the same faces in the room.

Joe is haunted by something that has nothing to do with the pandemic, a deep personal loss from which he, or his new family, has yet to recover. As Abby becomes “the Detective,” working the puzzle of the book’s illustrations, and the doll suddenly finds a name, fragile reality cracks around the man who just wanted to be a good father. 

Simmons, an excellent stage veteran and acting teacher, wears this role like a comfortable sweater, and as his unease grows, we feel it with him. Elisse embodies the nine-ish girl with all the sass, impatience, and sweetness that keeps it believable. 

As for the story itself, under the direction of Phoenix Christel DeHaan Artistic Director Constance Macy, with excellent mood-setting soundscapes by Mike Lamirand and lighting by Michael Jackson, Moulds’ plot unspools with appropriate tension, keeping us all engaged at the edge of our seats. 

Because it can elicit a strong response, perhaps a trigger warning is in order. I don’t want to give spoilers, but I can think of friends with close family tragedies whom I would not advise seeing this play. If you have concerns, please ask the Phoenix staff when ordering tickets.

Performances run through Nov. 19 on the Livia and Steve Russell main stage at the Phoenix, 705 N. Illinois St., downtown Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at phoenixtheatre.org.  

Serving up Shakespeare’s slasher

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By Wendy Carson

Indy Bard Fest presents “Titus Andronicus” by William Shakespeare.

First of all, let’s address a few things about the source material. This is not a typical Shakespearean tragedy. It is violent, gritty, and rather mean-spirited overall. However, it is also very realistic in its depiction of the wages of war, the brutality spawned from revenge and the immense savagery of “civilized” society.

Bard Fest states that this is not for children, the warning making the subject matter seem like it leans towards an “R” rating when indeed it is much closer to a “PG” or “PG-13” at the strongest. A few murders do occur onstage, with “blood” spray, but the most heinous of the crimes occurs offstage and is only talked about, with its aftereffects being seen in fascinating detail. Since the stage blood seems more akin to Kool-Aid, none of it feels as gruesome as it could be. In fact, a young gentleman at our performance had no qualms about any of the violence, he was more alarmed at becoming a valet to the Queen at one point.

So, parental discretion is advised but do not let that keep you from exposing kids to this rarely-done show. Who knows, it might make them want to check out more of the Bard’s catalogue.

Although I usually try to summarize the stories here somewhat, it’s really nothing more than a lesson in what “an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth” justice is like. As you enter the Indy Eleven theater, notice that on the back wall of the audience, there is a chart with Titus’s family listed. As the play progresses, more and more of those names get scratched off until only three are left. Also, enjoy the beginning tableau of the family at the table. This is the only time you will see such happiness and normalcy in the production. Oh, and the rightward section of the audience is the “Splatter Zone.”

Director Matt Anderson does an exceptional job keeping the show enjoyable despite its dark subject matter, at times leaning into its gory nature. In fact, the final scene is more fun than frightening.

Dan Flahive brings Andronicus to life as the world-weary soldier who, upon winning victory over the Goths, refuses the Roman people’s will to rule them and would much prefer to rest in the company of his remaining children.

James Kenjorski brings aspiring emperor Saturninus’s blind madness to the forefront by failing to see how his choices and demands will doom the rest of the characters. They start by seeing his family and kinsmen as enemies and taking the captured queen of the Goths as his bride.

Holly Hathaway Thompson gives a perfect rendition of that queen, Tamora, a proud woman whose vengeance is greater than any man’s and lifestyle would put a modern “Real Housewife” to shame.

Nicholas Johnson plays Aaron, a Moor who aids the Goths, as the devil incarnate, a man whose every action is to inflict evil upon the world.

David Marlowe keeps Bassanus, Saturninius’s brother, an endearing soul to whom fate deals a mortal blow.

Haley Glickman plays Titus’s daughter Lavinia, a young woman in love who becomes a pawn in this massive power play. Even though she suffers the worst degradations of any character, she balances her desire for revenge against the reality of its outcome. Whether eloquent or mute, Glickman’s expressiveness shines through.

Craig Kemp brings Marcus, Titus’s brother and a Roman Tribune, a solid solemnity that while not being a target himself, must witness and endure the tragic events of everyone else.

Tamora’s sons, Eli Robinson as Chiron and J.B. Scoble as Demetrius, give Aaron’s character a run for his money as far as dastardly deeds go. However, they do not escape justice and end up as “just desserts” for their mother.

Ben Elliott is appropriately noble as Titus’s eldest son, Lucius, tasked with helping bring justice to these events. Also notable is young Sam Lee as his son (Titus’s grandson), Young Lucius. 

A crowd-pleaser for the rowdies in Shakespeare’s day, which even includes in this production a scene practically straight out of Wrestlemania, it won’t cost you an arm or a leg (maybe a hand?) to see “Titus Andronicus” in its remaining weekend, Friday through Sunday, Oct. 27-29, at the Indy Eleven in the IndyFringe Theatre, 719 E. St. Clair St., Indianapolis. Get tickets at indybardfest.com or indyfringe.org.

IRT gives life to the monster, and the woman who created him

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By Wendy Carson

While all of us are familiar with Mary Shelley’s story, “Frankenstein,” in one way or another, none of us truly know her full intentions in bringing the tale to life. The Indiana Repertory Theatre’s current production of the drama adapted by David Catlin strives to shed light on suppositions scholars have given over the years as to Shelley’s various metaphors and allusions within the text.

The play opens on the fateful night in 1816 when Mary Godwin (not quite Shelley yet, played by Rebecca Marie Hurd), Percy Shelley (Ty Fanning), Lord Byron (Nate Santana), Dr. Polidori (Terry Bell), and Claire Clairmont (Andrea San Miguel) gathered on a stormy night in Switzerland, engaged in a competition of storytelling. While hesitant as first, Percy’s condescension of a mere woman’s abilities causes Mary to join (and ultimately win) their little game.

As she begins to weave her story, the group joins in acting out the narrative. This brings about a more light-hearted feel to the tale but does not detract in the slightest from the horrors held within. It also brings about a glimpse into exactly what was happening in the historical context that influenced some of the prose.

Hurd is sheer perfection as our titular heroine and tale-spinner, showing the depth of the woman behind the monster. She also brings forth the heart-wrenching feelings of love and struggle of Elizabeth, Doctor Frankenstein’s adopted “more than” sister and betrothed.

Fanning brings Percy Shelley’s failed attempts at dominance to life while also reminding us of his vulnerability and desires. He perfectly embodies Victor Frankenstein’s obsessive delusions and selfishness that ultimately lead to his own downfall.

San Miguel avidly encompasses the characters thrown at her (often quite literally) with a gamely attitude while never betraying that she is almost a footnote in the whole event. She channels Frankenstein’s Mother’s love and devotion beautifully.

Bell shows the true gentleman of Polidori, defending Mary’s rights and fighting off the testosterone-laden nay-sayers (again, sometimes literally) who seek to squelch its continuance. His turn as Henry, Frankenstein’s best friend, befits his caring nature. He also plays the ship’s captain who bookends the narrative.

Santana emulates the rakish self-importance with overwhelming charisma that Byron was known for. He also does an amazing job as the Creature, showing us the frustrated loneliness felt by one who suffers in vain to understand why everyone reviles him.

In director Risa Brainin’s notes on the show, she hints at the question that is often asked upon experiencing the story, “Who is the true monster here?” Go to the IRT and decide for yourself.

“Mary Shelley’s ‘Frankenstein’” runs through October 14 on the main stage at 140 W. Washington St., downtown Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at irtlive.com.

ALT: Characters seek ‘Sanctuary’ in each other

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By John Lyle Belden

In April of 2001, the DREAM Act was proposed to help undocumented immigrant children stay in the U.S., the only country they have ever known. After the events of Sept. 11, hardening attitudes towards non-citizens and the continually partisan politics of the years that followed made passage of this Federal law ever less likely – you hardly hear about it anymore.

For persons labelled “illegal” there have been a number of Americans who show compassion, and since the 1980s numerous jurisdictions have been declared “Sanctuaries” in which local officials won’t pursue or prosecute immigrants on their status alone. One of these is Newark, New Jersey, where, as we see in the local premiere of the drama “Sanctuary City” by Martyna Majok, life is not necessarily easier.

Despite the rumors of right-wing memes, being in a relative no-enforcement zone is no free ride. Government benefits are still denied, federal officials can pounce at any time, and any small breach of the law can lead to detention and likely deportation. This is the lived experience of a teen boy (Diego Sanchez-Galvan) trying to be just another high school kid with few worries beyond his next math test. However, his mother is considering returning to her homeland – a place he has no memory of – even if she must go alone.

In the first act of Majok’s play, presented by American Lives Theatre and directed by Drew Vidal, we get what is also a fascinating look at the relationship between two best friends, as a young Latina (Senaite Tekle) frequently visits the boy at his home, escaping her abusive stepfather. Scenes are chopped and minced in rapid-fire succession, reflecting the constant staccato stresses of their days – school; bad home lives; sorting their feelings for each other; and keeping out of sight of the government, even if it means letting others take advantage of them. The girl eventually gets a lucky break, and after the boy’s Senior Prom, they form a highly risky plan to give him a taste of freedom as well.

The second act encompasses one fateful evening more than three years later in which feelings and loyalties are questioned and tested with the intervention of young law student Henry (Carlos Medina Maldonado).

I’m leaving out quite a few details to avoid spoilers, but the main character names and the countries of their birth are never given, keeping our attention on the humanity of those caught in what shouldn’t be such a complex and sometimes no-win situation, especially for young souls who just want the same opportunities as everyone around them. This, and the contrasted pacing, make for an engaging experience, sharply pulled off by Vidal and the cast.

For one aspect of the plot to work, note that Act II takes place in 2006, bringing to memory another manner in which American law did not see people as equals.

Sanchez-Galvan gives us a sympathetic character, good humored despite a life that feels like a rodent trapped in a maze. Tekle gives us a great example of someone you easily feel for, yet only think you know. Maldonado’s voice of reason, which edges on cynicism, cuts to the heart of their situation in stinging fashion.

As is customary for ALT, founding artistic director Chris Saunders has arranged for talk-back discussions after each performance, which can include guests involved with the issue of undocumented immigrants.

A play that you will likely think and talk about long after the final bows, “Sanctuary City” is on the intimate Basile stage of the Phoenix Theatre Cultural Center, 705 N. Illinois St., Indianapolis, through Sept. 24. Get tickets at phoenixtheatre.org, information at americanlivestheatre.org.

Old play’s themes are ever current

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By John Lyle Belden

Was there ever a good time to be 15 years old?

For an answer, there is the hit Broadway musical “Spring Awakening.” Based on a controversial 1891 German play, it presents the Teutonic teens of the 1890s with music styled from the 1990s (by Duncan Sheik, lyrics and book by Steven Sater), because, aside from the Latin lessons, it’s all essentially the same. Put aside the cultural and technological differences, and the themes ring familiar.

The musical, now at the District Theatre, is presented by Fast Apple Artists, founded by Kelsey Tate McDaniel, an Indianapolis actress and recent New York University graduate. Mack Fensterstock directs.

Wendla (McDaniel) is becoming aware of feelings and mysteries which her mother is hesitant to explain. Her upbringing has been idyllic, which is good, except she’s feeling uncomfortably naïve. The other girls, especially Martha (Sophie Sweany) and Ilse (Eden Franco), wish they had such quiet homes; Anna (Adrian Daeger) and Thea (Lauren Lewis) muse over which boys they will eventually marry.

As for the boys, Moritz (Kendrell Stiff) is struggling, with no adult willing to cut him any slack. His best friend, Melchior (Dylan Kelly), is a budding intellectual growing frustrated with the status quo. Georg (Nathan Brown) lusts after his piano teacher. Hanschen (Jim Melton) and Ernst (Parker Taylor) quietly lust for each other. Otto (Kipp Morgan) just lusts.

For much of the play, we get glimpses into their lives and conversations, with the microphones coming out when characters let their hormone-fueled inner selves express their questions and frustrations. As we move into the second act, we see what happens when a lack of guidance and support brings our youths to hard – even tragic – lessons.

As the production’s trigger warning notes, “Spring Awakening” deals with issues of sexuality, abuse, assault and rape, firearms, suicide, teen pregnancy, abortion – stuff we’ll likely still be singing about in the 2090s.

The cast includes Jennifer Simms in Adult Woman roles and S. Michael Simms in Adult Man roles, as well as Bailey Rae Harmon, Katie Kobold, and Alexis Koshenina in ensemble parts.

The players, especially with being not much older than the persons they portray, give a powerful performance that we feel as much as hear. The simple stage set (recycled from the District’s former “outback” stage) puts the emphasis on the emerging personalities they present.

Following up on last year’s acclaimed production of “Heathers,” McDaniel and company establish themselves as a welcome new facet in the jewel of Indy’s stage scene.

Performances of “Spring Awakening” are Thursday through Saturday evenings, and Saturday and Sunday afternoons, at 627 Massachusetts Ave., Indianapolis. Get tickets at indydistricttheatre.org. Learn about Fast Apple Artists on McDaniel’s website.

Agape ensemble brings ‘Hunchback’ to life

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By John Lyle Belden

God bless those who are less seen.

This applies not only to stories such as Victor Hugo’s “The Hunchback of Notre Dame,” but also to Agape Theatre Company, a program of Our Lady of the Greenwood Catholic Church. The company shares the spotlight among its participants, as backstage crew are brought up at every curtain call, and during the run of each production, the understudies get to take the stage.

Wendy and I attended one of the understudy-led matinees of the Disney Theatricals musical of “The Hunchback of Notre Dame,” and, honestly, it was superb.

Perfect for an endeavor that explores the link between faith and classic drama, while giving youth from junior high to college experience in the theatre arts, the “Hunchback” musical – book by Peter Parnell, music by Alan Menkin, lyrics by Steven Schwartz – draws closer to the original Hugo novel for inspiration than the animated movie. Moments of lightness are contrasted with the dominating 15th-century atmosphere of the Paris cathedral of Notre Dame, complete with Church choir and Latin chant. Songs from the 1996 film are kept, including title character Quasimodo’s “Out There,” Romani dancer (and romantic lead) Esmeralda’s “God Help the Outcasts,” the Festival of Fools theme “Topsy Turvy,” and most notably “The Bells of Notre Dame” which is used as an exposition and framing device throughout the show.

Wendy told me, “I keep forgetting they’re understudies.” Given their chance to shine, we got stellar performances by Caleb Wilson as Quasimodo, standing in for Ben Frederick; Ruth Bowen as Esmeralda, in place of Rebekah Barajas (who was Maria in Agape’s “West Side Story”); Jake Hobbs as self-righteous Archdeacon Dom Claude Frollo, otherwise played by Aiden Lucas; and Olivia Schemmel as the energetic “Queen of the Gypsies” Clopin Trouillefou, rather than the “King” played by Cyrus Dzikowski. We saw Quasimodo’s unfortunate parents played by Isaiah Haydon, in the place of Jack Tiehen – who instead portrayed Captain of the Guard Phoebus, in place of Wilson – and Hailey Ready, in place of Bowen.

Several in the cast play the plaster Saints and stone Gargoyles, who, rather than being comic relief as in the movie, are Quasimodo’s only true unjudging friends. As the conversations are in his head, we hear the Hunchback speak without impediment, as well as the statuary. In understudy, we saw Sarah Franklin, Rachel Majorins, and Ellie Wooden as the Gargoyles. Also notable was Nate Irskens as St. Aphrodesius.

Directed by past Agape performer Brynn Hensley, assisted by Sofy Vida and under the eye of artistic director Dr. Kathy Phipps, with musical direction by David Turner and stage managing by Mia Joelle Baillie with Joseph Devine, this is solid quality entertainment no matter who is on stage.

Remaining performances are 7:30 p.m. Friday, 2:30 p.m. Saturday (with understudies), 7:30 p.m. Saturday, and 3 p.m. Sunday, July 28-30, at Lutheran High School, 5555 S. Arlington, Indianapolis.

For tickets and information, including how performers ages 8-18 can join Agape’s Theater Practicum Class and take part in their upcoming Christmas production of “Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer,” visit agapetheatercompany.com.

Storefront: Online issues more than black and white in new drama

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By John Lyle Belden

In today’s social media world, more than your banking information is at risk.

In local performer and playwright Paige Scott’s new drama, “Black Hat Duncan,” presented by Storefront Theatre of Indianapolis, a regular internet user – adept, but not a coder – gets caught in a bizarre trap.

Deidre (Carrie Ann Schlatter) finds herself drunk-texted by Mandy (Miranda Nehrig), a young woman she has never met. After dealing with some naughty photos, and later, a costly scam, Deidre finally tracks down her apparent attacker, only to find that Mandy was hacked as well.

Between scenes with the women, the mysterious Black Hat (Joshua Ramsey) presents himself to the audience. He’s wearing a mask, of course, but he is confident you will never find him. Still, he can find you. In true gloating-villain style, he presents his nihilistic reasoning, twisted justification for his psychopathy, and how he so easily accomplished the “punishment” of his latest victim.

And we find that he is not the only one with misdeeds and secrets.

Directed by Chelsea Anderson, this cast is a wonderful blend of actors who seem to enjoy playing a little dark, energizing their performances in this very of-the-moment story. Scott’s cautionary tale fascinates and entertains, presenting an online underworld that reveals just how close our tech is to a Mission: Impossible adventure. Just hope the agent you’re working with wears a White Hat.

Projected images of cell and internet activity include some lingerie shots, so audience members must check their own phones in a secure box kept by Storefront staff during the performance, to prevent life from imitating this art.

One weekend of this world premiere of “Black Hat Duncan” remains, Friday through Sunday, July 21-23, at 2416 E. 55th Place (across from the North Keystone Meijer), Indianapolis. All tickets are pay-what-you-can. For info and reservations, go to storefrontindy.com.

Comics creator faces his ‘Savage’ truth

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By Wendy Carson 

“Where do you get the ideas for your stories?” It’s an age-old question that authors are always being asked. Rebecca Gorman O’Neill shows one man’s answer in her brilliant script, “Mynx & Savage,” currently being offered by StageWorthy Productions in their new Irvington location.

Comic book writer/artist Adam Mark Evans (Josh Cornell) has his popular superhero series, “Mynx & Savage,” rapidly approaching its 100th issue. However, he’s been missing deadlines for quite a while, so the publishing house has sent in a brilliant new inker and colorist, Ket (Kayla Cange), to get his script and drawing back on track and help him better manage his time.

Initially, the two hilariously chafe each other raw; it’s Ket’s passion for the storyline that adheres their partnership. Secretly a huge fan of Adam’s work, including an award-winning graphic novel, Ket is dying to see his secret project “that all writers have going on the back burner.” They eventually wear him down, getting a brief peek at some pages, but the truth of that story, Adam fears, could destroy him.

Cornell does a great job of bringing Adam’s damaged psyche through without making him a victim or martyr. Cangle adeptly balances Ket’s justifiable ego regarding their skills with the actual passion of being a part of something they have loved for years.

While all of this is happening, Emma Howell and Tanner Brunson portray the titular characters, as well as others needed throughout. Though their roles seem secondary, they are the true stars of the show. Fully embracing the drawn characters, no matter what storylines or scene changes are thrown at them, they keep their tones in context without slipping into camp. However, their talent is displayed best as Jill & Kyle (who are actually at a camp), the subjects of Adam’s secret story.

Brunson gives Kyle all the vulnerability and bravado of a young boy trying to deal with the struggles of his personal life without his Summer Break bestie knowing. Howell shows Jill as a feisty young girl, tired of always living in the shadow of her two older sisters and ready to be her all, yet still with fears of her own.

I must admit that John and I were definitely among the target audience of the script, I also felt that those in our audience who were not necessarily comics fans enjoyed the show as well. Do note that there is a smattering of curse words, including an F-bomb Adam finds distasteful, so be warned the show is not ideal for very young children – think PG-13.

Directed by StageWorthy Artistic Director John Kastner, this Indiana premiere has three more performances, Friday through Sunday (June 30, July 1-2) at the Stage Door Theater, 5635 Bonna Ave. (on the Pennsy Trail, across from Strangebird), Indianapolis. For ticket info, visit stageworthy.org or call 317-750-6454.

Asaykwee presents tragic story of “Triangle”

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By John Lyle Belden

On Saturday, March 25, 1911, just minutes before the workday was to end, a fire broke out in the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory on the upper floors of a Greenwich Village building in New York. In minutes it would bring about the deaths of 146 people, and afterward, an outcry for better working conditions for all laborers.

That death toll was 123 women and girls (as young as 14) and 23 men. They all had names; they had lives. In “Triangle,” a stunning drama by Ben Asaykwee presented at the Phoenix Theatre Cultural Center, we hear their names; we see their faces; we get a glimpse of those lives.

This is one of Asaykwee’s projects in which stage veterans mentor young actors. With this production the approach was more collaborative than one-on-one, assistant director Kallen Ruston said, building the kind of close contact and camaraderie that the garment workers they play would have felt. Thus, we have Shelbi Berry Kamohara, Maddie Deeken, Shawnté Gaston, MaryAnne Mathews, David Mosedale, Jennifer Simms, and Georgeanna Smith Wade aside teens Toni Jazvic, Gennesis Galdamez, Sophia Huerta, Paula Hopkins, Zoe Lowe, Juliet Malherbe, and Novalee Simms. In all, an excellent ensemble performance.

The play starts with a warm March day being even more unbearable with hundreds of people and machines in such close quarters. While their hands are in constant motion, their minds are occupied with familiar workplace chatter. There’s a breeze at the window. There’s talk of unions. The last strike made things better, and it didn’t. One of the girls is engaged! Someone is hurt by a needle! How much will the pay be this week? Someone needs to put water in those fire buckets…

The second act is Saturday afternoon. It’s even hotter, and that’s before someone on the eighth floor notices smoke. In 1911, locked doors and flimsy fire escapes were common, and the fire truck ladder only reaches to the sixth floor…

Only a couple of the people represented on stage will survive the ordeal. Asaykwee’s insightful script gives us a feel for what all must have felt – a cry from Beyond that later generations must heed. We hear their names; we see their story. And with it, we also get a parable of American greed, with what can happen if the only concern is the bottom line, and those in charge ignoring what might not happen because it hasn’t, until it does.

The narrative also includes glimpses of reformers, suffragettes, and other signs of the era’s restlessness. But as a practical matter, if you didn’t do that job for what little you get, you don’t eat; so there they were, at their machines when hell literally broke loose.

The staging hints at the claustrophobic work floor with the smaller Phoenix stage covered in chairs, the audience close at hand on all four sides of the “black box” room. Ruston said the costuming reflects a timeless look, with period skirts but more recent-looking colored ribbons in girls’ hair, allowing us to see ourselves or the women in our lives in them.

Performances of “Triangle” continue June 22-25 (Thursday the 22nd is sold out) at 705 N. Illinois St. For tickets and info, see phoenixtheatre.org.

Drama at District a raw look at recovery

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By John Lyle Belden

Ever had a “toxic” relationship? How about literally toxic.

“Drugs and alcohol have never let me down. They have always loved me.”

These are the words of Emma, a struggling actress at the center of “People, Places & Things” by Duncan Macmillan (writer of “Every Brilliant Thing”) which had a successful London premiere in 2015. Stage Door Productions brings it to Indianapolis, nurtured and directed by Kevin Caraher, playing at The District Theatre on Mass Ave.

Emma (Trick Blanchfield), scarred by traumas of which we will learn, whole-heartedly believes her statement above, but comes to suspect the chemicals’ love is destroying her. To quote an unrelated work, breaking up is hard to do.

She prefers to live in the masks of the characters she portrays, but they are starting to blur into one another. The play opens with her on the stage of a classic work, having a dissociative episode. When she inevitably checks into rehab, she claims the name of the character she plays. During her recovery and relapses, she is accompanied by shadows of herself (Sara Williams, Audrey Stonerock, Cara Wilson).

Thus, the central point-of-view character is also an unreliable narrator, bringing to bear one of the frustrating factors of recovery. Even when the person wants to change and craves help, lying has become as natural as breathing, especially to one’s self. Macmillan’s words effectively keep the audience following the plot off-balance: Is Emma’s brother dead, as she says, and which set of circumstances she relates are true? Do the no-nonsense Nurse at the rehab center and happy-shiny Therapist for group sessions actually look like her Mom (all played pitch-perfect by Denise Jaeckel)? Are her parents as deeply flawed and toxic in their own way as she claims? Is even her name what she says it is at any point?

Emma’s love of stagecraft becomes a vector for hard lessons as other members of Group use her as their sounding-board for “exercises” in what each recovering addict will say to a significant person in their lives. Mark (Ryan Powell in an award-worthy performance), who immediately sees through her BS, gets that ball rolling, and continues to challenge her throughout the play. He has gained wisdom the hard way, including understanding without mentioning it that any (if this were Hollywood) romantic connection would just be the chemicals and desperation talking. (Thank you, Mr. Macmillan, for dodging that trope.)  

Other members of Group, played by Tailynn Downing, Anna Himes, Matt Kraft, David Molloy, Adrienne Reiswerg, and Bryan Ball Carvajal (as Foster, past patient and present staffer) each have their own perspective of addiction, relating the various paths both the downward spiral and upward climb can take. Then there’s brave, brilliant Dan Flahive as Paul, the patient who takes things too far, whose higher power is apparently a schizophrenic Jesus. What could be, and to a small extent is, played as comic relief becomes a look into the abyss any staffer or past patient of such a facility has seen too often.

Still, in contrast to Emma, the others “get it,” the reason why they are there, that they are sick and desire to truly get well.

Some might see thematic similarities to the 2000 recovery rom-com film, “28 Days,” starring Sandra Bulloch, but this story has a lot more raw, authentic-feeling edges and is better played through the style and magical realism of live theatre. It reflects the real-world fact that one visit to an institution is rarely enough. Also, know that not all its characters will be alive at the end of the play.

Saving the best for last, I’ll note that Blanchfield is truly outstanding. She draws on wells of pain and strength like few can, while somehow getting some hope in that bucket. She communicates “hot mess” while still making us want to root for her. We are blessed beyond reason to have her recently join the central Indiana theatre scene.

In a lighter note (and there are a few) we do get to see an actor nearly naked – and it’s not who you might expect (consider yourself warned).

A huge thank you to Caraher for getting this masterpiece to Indy, and executing it so well, and hat-tip to stage managers Whitney Leigh and Amelie Zirnheld. While this has a simple set, by Kathy Hoefgen, it is notable for the visual metaphor that the “EXIT,” whether triumphant or tragic, is always there.

Performances continue tonight (as I post this), Sunday, and next weekend with two shows on Saturday, through June 25. For tickets, visit indydistricttheatre.org. (Note to Googlers: There is a Stage Door Productions in Virginia, so for the Indiana company, look up their Facebook page.)