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Nifty ‘nautical nonsense’ by Summer Stock Stage

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By John Lyle Belden

The very concept of “SpongeBob SquarePants” – conflating a living sea sponge with the rectangular kind from your kitchen – alerts you that none of this should be taken seriously (that, and its countless anthropomorphic absurdities).

But you likely know this, as the Nickelodeon animated series created by Stephen Hillenberg and voiced by comedian Tom Kenny has been entertaining children and childish adults for decades. Unsurprisingly, it also spawned a stage musical, now presented by the teen performer program of Summer Stock Stage at Schrott Center for the Arts on the Butler University campus, directed and choreographed by Jerico and Jonnie Hughes.

But can the quality silliness of the half-hour toon be sustained for two full acts of live theatre? To quote the familiar TV opening sequence: “Aye, Aye, Captain!”

However, Patchy the Pirate (Lucas Heiden) isn’t really needed for this show, despite how much he tries to get involved. With the traditional voiceover of a faux Cousteau, and the help of a just slightly off-stage foley artist (Ethan Cantrell), we meet our principal players: SpongeBob (Jaivean Wilson), Patrick (Taylor Smith), Squidward (Michael Washington), Sandy (Ariyana Johnson), Mr. Krabs (Simon Allen), his daughter Pearl (Madison Fleener), and Krabs’ devious rival Plankton (Lewis Claxon), accompanied by devoted AI partner Karen (Gracie Navarro).

The denizens of Bikini Bottom are played by Paige Murray (Mayor), Claire Kashman (Mrs. Puff), Ehren Knerr (Johnny the Bartender), Graham Bodkin (Perch Perkins), Eli Neal (Old Man Jenkins), Dexter Smith (Larry the Lobster), and Elijah Britt, Evan Cohen, Elowyn Dunn, Nayima Hall, Justice Harris, Eleanor Hendrickson, Seraphim Holmes, Shaleigh Hreskowsky, Henry Kirk, Jyone Kneeland, Isiah Littell, Collin McCune, Robert Newton, Quinn Potter, Vaben Sanders, Olivia Steele, and Keliyah Vincent.

Our tropical undersea village is shaken – literally – by the news that nearby volcano Mt. Humungous is about to erupt. Sandy – a genius inventor, as one would expect from a squirrel capable of living under the ocean – wants to tinker a way to stop the disaster. Plankton, on the other hand, persuades everyone that evacuation is the best option (which he will exploit in his newest evil scheme). Either way, they have until sundown of the next day, emphasized by a countdown clock projected above the stage, before their homes are destroyed.

What follows include a Krabs cash-grab; a benefit concert with The Electric Skates (Little, Steele, and Dexter Smith), with Squidward trying to work in his “Tentacle Spectacle;” Patrick receiving the cult-like devotion of a school of sardines; a Pirate musical number; SpongeBob’s climb to deliver Sandy’s Eruptor Interrupter; and general paranoia and mayhem, with boisterous gloating by Plankton.

This comes with plot-advancing pop songs by various artists including Jonathan Coulton, David Bowie with Brian Eno, Plain White T’s, T.I., Panic! At the Disco, Alex Ebert, Cyndi Lauper with Rob Hyman, Yolanda Adams, The Flaming Lips, Sara Bareilles, Steven Tyler and Joe Perry; Lady Antebellum, John Legend, They Might Be Giants, and Kenny with Andy Paley, as well as the SpongeBob Theme Song by Hillenburg, Derek Drymon, Mark Harrison and Blaise Smith.

One practically magical aspect of this production, which speaks to the talents of the cast, is that they so perfectly embody the spirit of their familiar characters, they “look” the part with just a few visual cues in hair and wardrobe, avoiding distracting and cumbersome outer costumes. Wilson practically glows with SpongeBob’s perpetual boyish optimism, Johnson with Sandy’s pragmatic can-do attitude. Taylor Smith’s Patrick nimbly employs voice and expression to capture the essence of his low-brains/high-loyalty personality. Likewise, Allen is spot-on in nailing the craven capitalist Krabs. With Fleener’s portrayal of Pearl, we see the show’s emphasis on her being a mildly spoiled teenage girl more than being a young whale. Washington expertly portrays Squidward in double-legged trousers with natural ease, including a dance with tentacle taps.

This approach to costuming especially works for Plankton; Claxon sometimes puppets his near-microscopic self, and his flashy green outfit with a (coincidental?) resemblance to Marvel’s Loki helps hint at his cooly sinister intent.

The overall style, from the musical’s book by Kyle Jarrow to the Hughes’s approach and cast and crew’s all-in energy give us a kids show that embraces that part in all of us that wants a fun time and adventure with characters who feel like friends.

This production “The SpongeBob Musical” only has the one weekend: If you see this right after we post, perhaps you can make it to the Saturday or Sunday (July 26-27) performances at Schrott, 610 W. 46th St., Indianapolis (next to Clowes). Info and tickets at summerstockstage.com.

IRT’s ‘Carol’ familiar and fresh

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By John Lyle Belden

On the evening I write this, yesterday I saw a wonderful matinee performance of Charles Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol” at Indiana Repertory Theatre.

Earlier today, during a haircut, I told the barber about yesterday’s show. She fondly remembered seeing it years ago as a little girl. After telling her of all the unique features of the IRT production, she said she would look into seeing it this year with some friends. If you, too, haven’t seen it in a while (or at all) perhaps we can persuade you to consider this Indianapolis holiday tradition as well.

Don’t misunderstand; in being a little different, this play is not a parody, or a twist on the story like the movie, “Scrooged.” The Dickens book was adapted decades ago by past IRT artistic director Tom Haas and has been presented annually since the mid-1990s. Its style allows various actors to slip into alternate roles throughout the narrative, which they tell as well as perform, maintaining both the classic language and a good story flow. Only one actor stays the same throughout – as Ebenezer Scrooge – in the well-practiced grasping hands of Rob Johansen. He has played the old miser for a few years now, since switching with Ryan Artzberger, who mainly portrays Jacob Marley’s ghost (“Marley was dead” is vital to the plot, you know) and poor, good-natured Bob Cratchit.

Our spirited Ghosts of Christmas Past and Present are entertainingly presented by Natasia Reinhardt and Sean Blake, respectively. Kenneth L’Ron Hamilton is impressive as both Nephew Fred and Young Scrooge. Talented tykes Henry Kirk or Juniper O’Meara (depending on performance) touch our hearts as Tiny Tim and Child Scrooge. The ensemble also include Kayla Carter, Weezie Chavers, Jennifer Johansen, Sami Ma, and Belle Renee Moore.

Veteran director Cara Hinh makes her IRT debut helming this production. Little changes in staging are noticeable, including clever use of the trapdoors and elevators. This especially adds to the tension of Marley’s visit. But while there are spooky moments, there is far more good-natured humor running through much of the play. The cast visibly enjoy sharing this story with you.

A continued tip of the Victorian top hat to set designer Russell Metheny, whose contributions and annual tweaks are subtle but interesting on a nearly-bare stage covered to overflowing with drifts of the IRT’s artificial snow.  Kudos also to lighting designers Michael Lincoln, Bentley Heydt and Molly Tiede for their atmospheric contributions. Costumes, including a beautifully fresh look for Christmas Past, are by Linda Pisano.

Unique yet familiar, treat yourself to the tradition of IRT’s “A Christmas Carol,” playing through Christmas Eve on the mainstage at 140 W. Washington St., in the bustling heart of downtown Indianapolis. Info and tickets at irtlive.com.