‘Moon’ shines on Mud Creek

By John Lyle Belden

As a certain song says, show business is wonderful, even when it’s awful for those engaged in it. In Ken Ludwig’s “Moon Over Buffalo,” now on stage at Mud Creek Players, fading Broadway stars George and Charlotte Hay are upstate and up the creek, struggling to keep a repertory theatre alive during the 1950s dawn of television, after washing out of B movies and failing to get a prestige picture (“The Twilight of the Scarlet Pimpernel,” directed by Frank Capra) in Hollywood.  

Backstage of the Buffalo venue, we meet the Hays’ daughter Rosalind (Chrizann Taylor), who had given up the stage and is back in town only to introduce her fiancé, Howard (Jeff Haber), a TV weatherman. George and Charlotte (Sean Berne and Zoe O’Haillin-Berne) make an entrance as only they can. Rosalind’s ex-boyfriend and past scene partner Paul (Malcolm Marshall) is also on hand. Also, the Hays’ attorney Richard (Craig Kemp) is in town, hoping to woo Charlotte away from the madness, especially considering that the cute ingénue Eileen (Anabella Lazaridez) has been impregnated by George. Meanwhile, Charlotte’s feisty elderly mother Ethel (Jean Adams) turns her hearing aid on only when she feels like it, and if she has to mend the trousers one more time…

True to his comic style, Ludwig gives us a sort of slamming-doors sitcom (a Broadway hit in 1995) with plenty of belly-laugh moments. This comes complete with mistaken identity as tongue-tied Howard is mistaken for Capra, who is believed to be in the audience, looking to recast “Pimpernel.” We also get the mash-up no one asked for as both “Cyrano de Bergerac” and Noel Coward’s “Private Lives” hilariously take the stage.

The flashes of I-love-you-but-I-want-to-kill-you between George and Charlotte feel real, as the Bernes are married offstage as well. Whether enraged, distraught, or otherwise always performing, they chew the scenery with a knife and fork. Taylor gives us Roz as a voice of reason, yet feeling conflicted especially when Paul is in the room. As for Marshall, and for his part, Kemp, they are each in their own way hopeless romantics. For one, at least, the bold optimism may pay off. Haber is our bewildered everyman caught in middle of so many situations this forecaster never saw coming. Lazaridez kinda gives the ditz vibes one would expect from her blonde character, but they are more reflective of stress and hormones’ effect on the mind than hindered intellect. Adams heroically stays the eye of this hurricane, adding her own stoic yet comic flavor to the proceedings.

Directors Kelly Keller and Dani Lopez-Roque wrangle the wildness well, with the help of a trio of supporting characters/set changers who can’t help hamming it up a bit themselves, keeping the farcical mood flowing from scene to scene.

Two more fun weekends remain (through May 4) before this “Moon” sets on the Mud Creek Barn, 9740 E. 86th St., Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at mudcreekplayers.org.  

‘Carol’ gets farcical in Westfield

By John Lyle Belden

We know that a lot of the folks who read our reviews have some experience with community theatre – whether on stage, backstage, or patience-tested family member. For you, “Inspecting Carol” by Daniel Sullivan, presented by Main Street Productions in Westfield, may feel familiar.

At the Soapbox Playhouse, director Zorah (Tanya Haas) and stage manager M.J. (Jennifer Poynter) are having difficulties with rehearsals for the annual production of Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol.” Much of the cast have done it year after year, but that’s not much help, especially since their Scrooge, Larry (Scott Prill), likes to go off script. Also, Luther (Tyler Acquaviva), their Tim, isn’t so “tiny,” putting a strain on Phil (Trever Brown) as Cratchit. Dorothy (Cathie Morgan), who has various roles and a real British accent, is hobbling on a broken foot. Sidney (Brad Burns) is ready to play Marley, providing he gets the chains under control. Newcomer Walter (Malcolm Marshall), who plays the ghosts, is uneasy with being the lone “diversity” casting. At least Bart (Gregory Vander Wyden) is capable of handling both some character lines and moving the set pieces.

Then there’s Wayne (Jeff Haber), a stranger who just showed up, claiming to be a traveling actor seeking stages where he can audition. But he’s not in the union and seems oblivious to things a thespian should know.

Business manager Kevin (Jim Gryga) suspects the visitor could be an undercover inspector sent by the National Endowment for the Arts, which has suspended the company’s grant pending a review.

Directed by Kelly Keller, who has a knack for bringing out the funny, this farce reels from one silly situation to the next, likely cathartically familiar to anyone who has dealt with production mishaps, last-minute changes, dropped lines, and looming budget shortfalls. Debbie Underwood completes the cast. Elianah Atwell is assistant director, with Tanya Keller as stage manager.

Hilariously brilliant performances all around, including Haas keeping Zorah’s Lithuanian blood at a low boil, Prill with Larry’s “updated” script, Haber as well-meaning Wayne, and especially Poynter as the cat-herding jill-of-all-trades pushed to her limit. And if a bad dress rehearsal foretells a great performance, this company could have the best “Carol” ever, once they recover.

See what I mean at “Inspecting Carol,” Thursday through Sunday, Dec. 7-10, at Basile Westfield Playhouse, 220 N. Union St., Westfield. For info and tickets, see westfieldplayhouse.org.

A toast to Belfry’s convent comedy

By John Lyle Belden

It seems nuns are an easy target for entertaining and eccentric characters who also have the noblest of intentions. We get another fun take on this trope in “Drinking Habits” by Tom Smith, presented by The Belfry Theatre in Noblesville.

The Sisters of Perpetual Sewing are a small but important order in the Catholic Church. If the Pope pops a button, the garment gets sent to the little convent somewhere in the U.S.A. to get fixed right up. But the sacred stitches don’t raise quite enough funds to keep the lights on, so Sisters Augusta and Philamena (Jennifer Poynter and Cathie Morgan) have let the grape juice ferment and are selling the wine in town. This is kept secret from Mother Superior (Barb Weaver), who is so anti-alcohol, she won’t even allow the words for such beverages to be said aloud.

Thus we get some interesting euphemisms: Devil’s Delight, Satan’s Mouthwash, Lucifer’s Libations, etc.

Fortunately, the secretive Sisters have always-helpful second-generation groundskeeper George (Bryan Gallet) to help.

But local newshounds Sally (Sarah Powell) and Paul (Jeff Haber) have gotten a tip about the secret vineyard and are infiltrating the convent to investigate. It happens that the Order is expecting the arrival of a new member, so Sally becomes Sister Mary Mary, while Paul becomes Father Paul, her brother. Then the actual nun, Sister Mary Catherine (Sarah Eberhardt), arrives, and things start to get confusing. Add to the mix the neighboring priest and amateur magician Father Chenille (Chris Taylor) and word that the Vatican has sent spies to ensure all its facilities are worth keeping open, and confusion, mistaken identities, multi-layered lies, and other farcical elements rule the day.

Aside from quick entrances and exits from multiple doors, the cast also mines comedy gold from the Order’s ritual of keeping silent at random points during the day. (Apparently, wild gesturing and miming is not a sin.) The goofy goings-on crescendo to a wild ending of revelations (and matrimony!) that would make Shakespeare’s head spin.

Direction is by Belfry board president Nancy Lafferty.

Poynter and Morgan are wonderful in a study of opposites – quick-thinking, fast-talking Augusta, and nervous Philamena, who literally can’t tell a lie. Gallet is handed a challenge in keeping George easy-going and kind without coming across as too simple-minded – he’s the average-sharpness knife in the drawer. Powell and Haber ably portray two people in a situation way over their heads, while also working through unresolved feelings. Weaver has Mother Superior cool and in control, but isn’t too sharply stern, and manages to be out of the loop of what’s going on without looking foolish. Taylor makes Chenille charming in a way that gives the Father “dad” vibes. Eberhardt is so much fun to watch as situations, and Mary Catherine’s growing guilt, put her continually on-edge.

This show is very funny and well worth the drive up to Noblesville, playing through Sunday, July 3, at Ivy Tech Auditorium, 300 N. 17th, St. Get information and tickets at thebelfrytheatre.com.

And, just a thought for a future season: Smith also wrote a “Drinking Habits 2.”