Asaykwee and friends present the story behind the Carol

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.

Hyperion haunts local stage with popular British thriller

By John Lyle Belden

It’s extremely difficult to do horror on stage.

To be more precise, it is very hard to do frightening on stage. Horror in a broader sense abounds in theatres, especially at this time of year. We get literature and social commentary with a bit of chill with Frankenstein, or we indulge in campy jump-scares with horror-comedies and musicals. We even get normalized ghoul-next-door with a show about witches or the Addams Family.

But spookiness that kinda gets to you, or has the easy-to-scare friend in the next seat gasp or nearly jump out of their chair? That’s hard. That’s “The Woman in Black,” presented by Hyperion Players.

Based on the 1983 novel (set early in the 20th century) by Susan Hill, this gothic story was adapted by Stephen Mallatratt into the second longest-running play on London’s West End. It is directed here by local actor and director Liz Carrier.

On a rehearsal stage with a scattering of set pieces, we meet David Johnson and Nicholas Gibbs as Arthur Kipps, solicitor, and Actor, a trained thespian. Disturbed by memories raised during a traditional British Christmas telling of ghost stories, the former has written his story out and asks the latter to help him in presenting it to close family and friends. During the course of this play, both will be Actors and, depending on the scene, either will be Kipps. It’s not hard to follow, though – this isn’t the scary aspect.

From our vantage as the shadows of this empty hall, we see the tale unfold of young Kipps being called from foggy London to the foggy village of Crythin Gifford to attend to the estate of recently deceased Mrs. Drablow, especially her Eel Marsh House manor among the marshlands by the North Sea. Things start out eerie enough, including encounters with certain townsfolk, but get worse with sightings of the titular Woman, mysterious noises, and a growing number of disturbances.

The acting, both overall and play-within-the-play, is excellent. Johnson nimbly switches from one character to another in tone, accent, and expressions. Gibbs shows practiced confidence in engaging the Kipps script and an earnest manner in portraying the junior solicitor. With their aid, Carrier arranges the proper dark atmosphere for this story, making vital the contributions of sound designer Zach Catlin, Adam Fike for the lighting, and hair and makeup artist Bella Lazarides. With all the fog, shadow and sound effects, we can imagine we see the horses, the friendly dog, and even…

Please note the cast list is just two persons.

Spend some time in the dark with an unsettled – and a trifle unsettling – spirit; experience the mystery of “The Woman in Black,” performances Thursday (yes, Halloween!), Friday and Saturday at The Switch Theatre in Ji-Eun Lee Music Academy, 10029 126th St., Fishers. Get info and tickets at HyperionPlayers.com.

BCP ‘Vultures’ provides haunted hilarity

By John Lyle Belden

Take one part Agatha Christie, one part “Clue,” and a dash of gay romance, and you get something unique, entertaining, and intriguing: “The Vultures” at Buck Creek Players.

In this 2018 comedy by Mark A. Ridge, directed by Andrew Souders, we spend a dark and stormy night at remote Westmount Manor, where the last remaining relatives of eccentric millionaire Simon West gather to hear the reading of his will, on the 20th anniversary of his death.

The only resident for the last two decades has been cryptic caretaker Talbot (Tiffany Wilson). The attorney, Mr. Cosby (Derek Sumpter), conducts the reading attended by Harrison Blythe (Tony Brazelton), Mary Roberts (Nancy Laudeman), Ashley Hopewood (Cairo Morado), Charles Willard (Scott A. Fleshood), Paul Jones (Jericho Franke), and Hunter West (Zach Bucher). Things get interesting even while these distant relatives gather as Harrison is a famous underwear model, and Ashley is a total ditz. The banter includes a lot of verbal barbs which only get sharper as it turns out only one of them will inherit the West fortune.

The plot thickens further when Rhinehart (Rich Laudeman) arrives from nearby Hillcrest Asylum to alert them that a murderous psychopath has escaped. Someone is not going to live through the night.

Dennis Karr completes the cast as physician Dr. Avery, who lives nearby.

With restless spirits, a missing priceless pocket watch, secret passages, and a shadowy figure, we get a puzzling whodunit as well as laugh-out-loud comedy. In addition, there’s the rekindling of past affections between Hunter and Paul, upping the ante when heroics are called for.

There are excellent performances all around, with Morado doing Generation Z no favors with her charming yet delightfully airheaded turn. Wilson’s never-break dour deadpan delivery is perfect, presenting herself like the sister of Addams Family’s Lurch. Brazelton is brave in his own way, fortunately having worked out enough to display his costuming (or lack thereof).

More creepy than scary, haunted but hilarious, this is an easy outing for your spooky season. However, it’s only available for one more weekend, through Sunday at the Buck Creek Playhouse, 11150 Southeastern Ave., Indianapolis (Acton Road exit off I-74). Get info and tickets at buckcreekplayers.com.

House haunters resist change in BCP comedy

By John Lyle Belden

“Over My Dead Body,” a one-hour one-act by Jean Blasiar on stage at Buck Creek Players, bears a small resemblance to a present TV series about ghosts taking issue with how the living folk take care of “their” house. Like that show, this play is more charming than chilling, with this story giving emphasis on family and preserving what’s important.

Dearly departed Miranda and Ben Gould (Melissa DeVito and Brad Burns) like to hang out in the rafters of the family home, which daughter-in-law Stella (Tiffany D. Wilson) wants to get rid of. Ben and Miranda’s son Frank (Dennis Karr) doesn’t mind the presence of long-gone relatives and the home’s spooky reputation; he is uncertain about the move – or if the spirits will even allow it. Frank and Stella’s daughter Jessica (Jeanna Little) likes the idea of moving from Pennsylvania to Florida, while son Dylan (Grant Bowen) definitely does not – wielding ghost-hunter gear, he devotedly contacts his grandparents as best he can.  

To make the house salable, Stella calls on medium Horatia (Beth Popplewell) to attempt an exorcism. Miranda counters with intervention by St. Francis of Assisi (Ron Pittman) himself. Mary Miller and Cheryl Croghan hang around as mischievous spirits. Nickie Cornett directs.

The actors playing ghosts are having a ghoulishly good time, especially DeVito in her well-intentioned grandmotherly urge to make things the way she feels they should be. Burns as her husband is taking it easy in the afterlife – sort of a “grateful dead” was my first thought. Karr has Frank share his late father’s let-it-ride attitude, while Wilson and Little have Stella and Jessica working their conflict between the family oddness and the desire to live a more “normal” life. Meanwhile, Bowen plays Dylan as a “buster” on the side of the ghosts. Creepy cuties Miller and Croghan become the literal deux ex machina with a well-timed possession. Popplewell makes Horatia as entertaining as she is incompetent.

And St. Francis would have me remind all that the Gould family “cat” is still missing.

This show is a nice way to start the “spooky season,” especially for families with children, as any scares are “Scooby-Doo” level and at the end the cast come out with their buckets of treats (no tricks!).

Remaining performances are Friday through Sunday, Oct. 7-9, at the Buck Creek Playhouse, 11150 Southeastern Ave. (Acton Road Exit off I-74. Get info and tickets at buckcreekplayers.com.

Restless dead haunt Fonseca Theatre drama

By Wendy Carson

Inspired by the recent trend of ghost investigations, a new drama, “The Brothers Paranormal,” appears on the new stage of Fonseca Theatre Company.

Delia is haunted. She is convinced that her new apartment is haunted by a Thai ghost. For the past six months she has heard whooshes, floorboard creaks, footsteps, and has now seen apparitions of a creepy young girl. While her loving husband, Felix, has not shared in any of this phenomena, he supports her decision to blow all of their savings to hire the titular service to find proof of this and hopefully restore their lives, still coming together after losing their New Orleans home to Katrina and relocating to the Midwest.

Max is haunted. The son of Thai immigrants, he and his older brother, Visarut, are just barely scraping by. Delia’s request is the first job they have attained. Max has had to leave college, his West Coast home, friends and girlfriend behind to help Visarut care for their schizophrenic mother, Tasanee. Max also worries about Visarut’s drinking problem, made worse by what their mother did.

Felix is haunted. He works as a paramedic and thought his job would be constantly saving lives. However, he feels the truth is that more often than not, he is just trying to keep them alive for a little bit longer. The ones that die under his care weigh heavy on his soul.

Can the brothers find proof of Delia’s ghost, or is her own family history of schizophrenia to blame for these manifestations? What is real? What is an illusion? Why do some cultures celebrate death and others fear it? These are among the questions posed by Prince Gomolvilas’s engrossing script.

Sean Qui is excellent as Max, running the gamut of feelings, especially towards his family. Ian Cruz is a steady presence as Visarut. Diane Tsao is charming as mother Tesanee.

Dena Toler is also in fine form as Delia, her performance putting her fright into the audience. Ansley Valentine, as Felix, delivers as a man slowly realizing he can only evade the truth for so long.

And a shuddering salute to Kim Egan as the spectre. Director (and company namesake) Bryan Fonseca uses her and the cleverly designed set to accomplish a rare feat – to make a horror stage play truly frightening. There were moments audience members were practically jumping out of their seats.

There is more to this play than the scares, of course. It fulfills the FTC objective of showing and making us consider different cultural and ethnic perspectives. But it also makes one hell of a Halloween-season experience. Performances run through Nov. 10 at FTC’s newly-remodeled Basile Building, 2508 W. Michigan St. in Indy’s near-Westside. Get info and tickets at fonsecatheatre.org.