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.

Phoenix in its Xmas era

By John Lyle Belden

That Holiday Tradition that’s an alternative to Nutcrackers or Tiny Tim or other Christmassy cliches – except perhaps to mock them – has returned to the Phoenix Theatre Cultural Centre.

“A Very Phoenix Xmas XVII: Sleigh, Queen, Sleigh!” takes the stage with its various funny and nicely naughty short plays. This time these all-original skits all have common creators – written by director Zack Neiditch with songs by Paige Scott. They are brought to life by Suraj Choudhary, Samantha Lewis, Craig Underwood, Cara Wilson, and Christine Zavakos, who also each give a disturbingly charming (or charmingly disturbing) “Christmas memory” in videos by Zach Rosing.

The various pieces are presented in historical order from past to present, starting with a breaking TV news report from Roman Palestine. A more historically accurate approach is taken in a hilarious look at Christmas in Renaissance-era England. As for the Victorian era, Marley’s still dead. In the 20th century, things really get strange. With more recent decades, be sure to “like and subscribe.”

Note this isn’t all-ages. Mature content includes f-bombs and middle fingers, but no outright blasphemy. Think of it as SNL with HBO standards.

The ensemble work very well together, with most of them interacting in nearly every scene. Neiditch’s knack for comedy and Scott’s for a catchy tune give them plenty to work with.

If this kind of humor fits your stocking, you’ll find it very entertaining with familiar themes taken on like nobody else.  

“A Very Phoenix Xmas” runs through Dec. 21 at 705 N. Illinois St., downtown Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at phoenixtheatre.org.

IRT’s unique and traditional ‘Carol’

By John Lyle Belden

After a recent performance, the cast of “A Christmas Carol” at the Indiana Repertory Theatre was asked, what percentage of their script was the words of original author Charles Dickens?

While it’s difficult to get a precise number, IRT regular Rob Johansen – who returns to again play Ebenezer Scrooge – is certain it is over 90 percent. The rest came from the hands of past artistic director Tom Haas, he said, “a great writer.” A copy of the Dickens novella, which Haas filled with margin notes and line markings as he adapted it in the 1980s, was recently rediscovered and is on public display at the theatre.

To this process, add director Cara Hinh, who finds a fresh approach with emphasis on scenes that are not always played. I sensed, especially in the first half of the show, a little more humor; however, the spooky and tragic aspects get their moments as well. The familiar story is intact, but note the details. “Know them better,” as it were.

The style of this Indy holiday tradition is the same: A full cast, playing various characters, narrate as they perform their roles, working on a spare stage covered in drifts of “snow” with a few necessary props and setpieces, such as the old metal frame that serves as the office of Scrooge & Marley. Hinh’s staging again makes liberal use of the trap doors, with the elevator-style entrance in the center presenting the Cratchit table. Others are used to great effect, especially in the Ghost of Marley’s visit, and in the final tombstone reveal.

Apparently, according to a post-show discussion, the concept of the production is that an old theatre has lost its roof, leading to the snowy nearly-bare abandoned stage, upon which Spirits of Theatre and/or the Holiday walk the boards to tell once again this Victorian classic. This is reflected in the audience seeing, in shadow, the actual back wall of the old Indiana Theatre, with its nearly forgotten pillars.  

Hernàn Angulo makes a splendid IRT debut as poor Bob Cratchit. We also welcome stage and screen actor Cleo Berry as a Ghost of Christmas Present who is both boisterous and no-nonsense. Natasia Reinhardt returns as Christmas Past, really working the Jack-Frost costume by Linda Pisano. Ryan Artzberger reprises Marley’s Ghost, as well as ol’ Fezziwig. Kenneth La’Ron Hamilton is again Nephew Fred and Young Scrooge – the former irrepressibly cheerful, the latter with his goodwill steadily eroding. Other ensemble members are Jennifer Johansen, Alyssa Naka Silver, Kayla Carter, Kerah Jackson or Vivian Morton as Betsy Cratchit, and Sofia Perlaza or Cate Thomas as Tiny Tim (we saw Jackson and Perlaza).

Whether as a returning tradition or for the first time experiencing this exceptional rendition of a holiday favorite, see Charles Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol” through Dec. 24 at the IRT, 140 W. Washington St., in the heart of downtown Indianapolis. Get tickets and info at irtlive.com.

No place like Mud Creek ‘4’ the holidays

By John Lyle Belden

For those who don’t know, “X” is, aside from part of the English alphabet, the Greek letter “Chi,” which is traditionally used as a shorthand for “Christ,” thus making “Xmas” an acceptable abbreviation for the holiday. In American vernacular, of course, using that spelling usually indicates a less-serious take than any formal religious celebration.

Behold “4 X’mas,” a collection of five works (four short plays and a monologue) by George Cameron Grant, presented by Mud Creek Players through the first weekend of December.

Grant is a popular playwright and “hope peddler” (according to his website) notable for his one-acts. In fact, one of the pieces in the current production – about a set of tree ornaments in their cardboard box – may be familiar to those who saw it in a past edition of the “Phoenix Xmas” show.  

Directed by Andrea Odle, the cast of Rina Baker, Mary Garner, Mason Odle, Oscar Otero, Jennifer Poynter, and Jurrell Spencer charm their way through various holiday-themed happenings.

  • Baker and Spencer get caught up in each other after an “Office Party,” but what will happen when Richard (Otero) comes home?
  • Redemption comes to Hell’s Kitchen in “Santa’s Clara” as a teen on her own (Garner) encounters a shabby Santa Claus (Mason Odle) who knows her too well.
  • In “The First Noel,” a homeless woman (Baker) tells of her life full of “zingers” and how she can’t return to her childhood home, unless it’s for Chinese take-out.
  • As noted, there are some holiday “Balls” (Baker, Garner, Odle, Otero, Poynter) waking up early from their storage space to find how fragile their existence truly is.
  • Finally, “Santa Comes to the King David” brings together – at the middle of the Brooklyn Bridge – a helpful woman (Garner) and a man (Odle) whose holiday tradition has been to play Santa Claus at the Hannukah Bush in a home for Jewish seniors. This includes a sweet appearance by Poynter as his Jewish “aunt.”

Their performances in these little plays deliver a sense of whimsy and romance with hilarity and heart. Some innuendo gets a bit PG, but otherwise this is a great holiday show for everyone.

Andrea Odle is assisted by Lexi Odle-Stollings, with Kathy Jacobs as stage manager. Costumes are by Judy McGroarty with props by Jessica Raine.

Take some time “4 X’mas,” Friday through Sunday, Nov. 28-30 and Thursday through Saturday, Dec. 4-6 at the Mud Creek Players Barn, 9740 E. 86th St., Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at mudcreekplayers.org.

Chill with another cool Indy Drag parody

By John Lyle Belden

Do you want to see a gay man? / Though it’s more than being gay. /

The musical that you adore / Has become something more / In an Indy Drag way! /

So now they’re doing “Frozen” / And they made it hot! /

This could make you a big Drag fan, / And a Drag King plays the snowman.

Indy Drag Theatre wraps up its fabulous 2025 season with “Frozen: A Drag Parody Musical” at The District Theatre.

Somehow, a fairy-tale story seems even more magical done in the style of Drag, with its exaggerated makeup, wigs, and outfits, and every actor accustomed to being a completely different person than one might see offstage. As this show is mostly lip-synched to audio of the movie and stage versions of the Disney tale, with appropriate costumes, this is a production for all ages (provided “drag queen story hour” doesn’t upset you).

This tale of royal siblings Elsa and Anna features* Lollypop Lyx and B.B. Rosè as their younger selves, with Natalie Port-Ma’am as Queen Elsa and Meadowlark Lane as Princess Anna.

The story doesn’t deviate from the familiar plot: After a childhood accident, Elsa isolates herself with efforts to control her icy weather-based powers. At her coronation, she gets upset at Anna for impulsively becoming engaged to Prince Hans of the Southern Isles (Taron Closeoff) and without meaning to, brings eternal winter to Arendelle. With Elsa hiding away in in the mountains of the Norway-esque kingdom, Anna seeks to reach her with the help of a helpful ice-seller, Kristoff (Jared Matthew), and his faithful reindeer Sven (Norah Borealis).

Popular local entertainer Maurice Mantini works his magic as the enchanted snowman, Olaf; he also plays the girls’ father, King Agnarr, with Gayle Thyme as Queen Iduna. The cast also features Cadence as Oaken, the “hygge” proprietor of the general store and sauna; Rodick as a rather nimble Duke of Weselton; Desiree ‘Denzel’ Bouvier and Ramon Flowers (aka Pricilla Vaggina) as Pabbie and Bulda of the Nordic “Hidden Folk;” as well as Canila Carpenter, Loralei Diamond, Faith Camire, and Cheri Walker-Owens.

For the performance we attended, Matthew had a prior commitment, so understudy Eli Rose nicely filled in as Kristoff.

The show was directed by Dottie B. Minerva and choreographer April Rosè. Sydnie Blair is stage manager. Imaginative sets were designed by Josh Morrow & Tony, with props by Ailish Forner. Giving the fabulous looks are Maria Fruit with costumes, Celeste Al’Dreams with makeup, and wigs by Oriana Peròn.

The company’s diva-level standards of performance are again maintained. Everyone gives their all, from Natalie’s triumph as the Ice Queen to Norah’s endearing deer. This not only showcases the visual spectacle of Drag culture, but also the compelling gestures and emoting that enraptured cinema fans in the silent-movie era.

Also, it’s so much fun.

Performances of this funky “Frozen” are Thursday through Sundy, Nov. 20-23, at The District Theatre, 627 Massachusetts Ave., Indianapolis. Get tickets at indydragtheatre.org.

*(Note: Out of respect for the art form and its performers, they are identified by their Drag names as given in the show program.)

Solid ‘Salesman’ in Westfield

By John Lyle Belden

Nearly everyone has heard of Arthur Miller’s “Death of a Salesman.” If for nothing more, it’s known that this Pulitzer-winning drama is regarded as one of the greatest plays in the English language, with its titular lead Willy Loman ranking with Shakespeare’s Hamlet as a role that defines a great actor. However, I confess I had not seen this play until the current production by Main Street Productions in Westfield.

Directed by Kelly Keller, this staging more than lives up to the work’s reputation. Though it takes a full three hours, its pace and substance fill every minute with meaning. To quote Miller’s script, “Attention must be paid.”

Aaron Moon plays Loman, a traveling salesman who lives in Brooklyn while working the entire New England region. More than 30 years on this circuit has affected him, yet he remains upbeat, smiling big and talking bigger as always. But now there is sadness in his eyes while he speaks triumphantly, mostly of past events – increasingly to people only he can see.

This worries his wife, Linda (Susan Hill), who is also growing frustrated with adult sons Happy (Broden Irwin), who shows no signs of settling down from his playboy lifestyle, and Biff (Connor Phelan) who, while doing all manner of jobs in several different states, has not settled into a productive career path.

The scenes blend this present and Willy’s vivid reminiscing of the past, when his sons were teens, eager to please their old man. The memories especially stick around the time that Biff played in a high school championship football game with college scouts in attendance. These moments include the boys’ schoolmate Bernard (Mike Sosnowski) and his father Charley (Jim Gryga), who remain the Lomans’ friends in the later times.

Willy also remembers his brother, Ben (Tom Smith), who “walked into the jungle, and… walked out rich.”

The cast also includes Jonathan Rogers as Stanley, the waiter at the Chop House, Erin Keller and Desiree Black as two ladies who Happy and Biff meet there, Tanner Brunson as the son of the man who first hired Willy (and is now in charge), and Kristin Hilger as “The Woman.”

This parable from the late 1940s still resonates today with our current hustle and grind culture, coupled with an uncertain job market, as well as anxieties ranging from the personal to society in general. For those who struggle, “fake it till you make it” can only go so far, especially when one can no longer tell the illusion of success from the real thing. Compounding these issues, the play also features themes of mental illness and suicide. The title is not a metaphor.

Moon delivers an award-worthy turn as Willy Loman, a mensch you feel for and fear for as we witness his frustrations, optimistic delusions, and decline. Hill is also stunning as his wife, desperate to bring some sense of stability back to a family that had always been on shifting ground. Irwin’s Happy, in living his own way, is more like his father than he thinks. Phelan is exceptional as conflicted Biff, expressing the strain between expectations that diminish him and a life of freedom that would apparently disappoint those he loves. Smith’s dignified calm speaks volumes.

Excellent set design of the Loman home is by Jay Ganz. The lighting, designed by Stephen DiCarlo and operated by Scott Hall, neatly helps emphasize shifts of time and perspective. Tanya Keller is stage manager.

Remaining performances of “Death of a Salesman” are Thursday through Sunday, Nov. 20-23, at the Basile Westfield Playhouse, 220 N. Union St. Get tickets at westfieldplayhouse.org.

Reckoning ‘The Price’ in Bloomington

By John Lyle Belden

Playwright Arthur Miller is having a moment in Indiana this year. We recently had a production of “The Crucible” in Indy, and the show about the “Salesman” is opening in Westfield (watch for our take on that next week).

Meanwhile, the Jewish Theatre of Bloomington presents one of Miller’s lesser-produced plays, “The Price,” an emotionally gripping drama inspired in part by his own family.

How do you catalog a life, or even one that might have been? In 1968, Victor Franz (Jonathan Golembiecki), an NYPD Sargeant turning 50 and considering retirement – which would thrill his wife, Esther (Abby Lee) – is faced with needing to move or sell his late father’s belongings. The man had died years earlier, but these things were kept in an attic of a building about to be condemned. The items mostly date back to when the family lost their fortune in the 1929 Wall Street crash, left there largely ignored while the Franzes struggled through the Great Depression.

Victor and Esther are meeting with an appraiser, Gregory Solomon (Ken Farrell), to discuss a price to take the entire lot. There is some concern that Victor’s estranged brother Walter (Stephen Hunt), a very successful doctor and researcher, will show up to demand his half of the estate, but calls to him have gone unanswered. Naturally, he will be making an appearance midway through the play.

It’s that simple, and that complex.

“It’s impossible to know what’s important,” Victor says. While Solomon insists they concentrate on actual value over sentiment, it is difficult to price these decades-old artifacts – a harp, a gramophone, a fencing foil, a shiny evening gown or even the hardwood dresser it hangs in. Still, that which most needs to be settled is not financial. Walter’s success has come at its own dear price, and Victor is calling the debt.

One critique when this premiered on Broadway was that there was too much talking, but this drama has a lot to say. In the skilled hands of this cast, directed by Dale McFadden, we are fully engaged in this conversation, sparking with sibling tension while leavened with a bit of dry Jewish humor.

Golembiecki delivers an excellent performance of a man nearly paralyzed by uncertainty. His own life is at a decision point while dealing with the consequences of past changes. Coupled with the reintroduction of his brother, he is reminded of what could have been a different and perhaps better life. Instead he chose a life of service to others, and especially his father – was he a fool to do so?

Lee presents a woman growing impatient with her husband’s reluctance, desiring that things will finally break their way. Still underneath her tension is a fierce devotion, and love.

Hunt’s Walter keeps us off balance regarding the expectations we are given of his character. He appears to struggle with a recently found need to develop a sense of empathy, to reconcile his great success with one who sacrificed. His assertive ego only lets him change so much, if it is genuine at all.

Farrell is solid, giving perspective and humorous relief while floating lightly above Jews-and-money stereotypes. He demands respect while seeking not to offend so that in the end, everyone gets a deal they can walk away from.

A vital part of this production is the attic set, neatly surrounded by put-away furnishings and reminders of the past, brilliantly arranged by set designer Bobby Ayala Perez with prop masters Danielle Bruce and Nicole Bruce. Through this, the spirits of the Franz parents seem to haunt the surroundings.

While the laughter is mostly on a nearly-forgotten novelty record, there is a kind of enjoyment from seeing such a notable drama so well performed. Remaining performances are Saturday and Sunday, Nov. 15-16, in Rose Firebay in The Waldron Arts Center, 122 S. Walnut St., Bloomington.

Get info and tickets at jewishtheatrebloomington.com.

OnyxFest: Love in Unjust Times

By John Lyle Belden and Wendy Carson

The annual OnyxFest, a showcase of works by new and emerging African American playwrights, returned recently to the IF Theatre in downtown Indianapolis.

Produced by Africana Repertory Theatre of IU Indianapolis (ARTI), there will be another weekend of performances, Friday through Sunday, Nov. 14-16, at Basile Theatre of Herron School of Art & Design, 735 W. New York, St., Indianapolis.

For the first time, the festival has a theme, “Love in Unjust Times.”

It is also dedicated to the life and legacy of the late Vernon A. Williams, including a revival of his timeless script, “Sonnets for my Sistahs,” directed by Charla Booth, joined in performance by Jalen Anderson, Mutulu Ekundayo, Michelle Mimms-Duchan, Megan Simonton, and Deont’a Stark. As the title suggests, this is a series of poetry and monologues expressing various aspects of love, relationship, and man- and womanhood.

The other four are new works:

ANTINIKA” written and directed by McKenya Dilworth-Smith – This work in progress shows amazing potential. Inspired by current political events, though existing in a parallel America with its own complexities and scandals, Antinika (Courtney Nicole) finds she must stand up to her father, President Keon (Jay Fuqua), to restore the honor of her slain brother. The cast includes Marlinda Tyson Haymon, Tiffany Dilworth-Upshaw, Wilbert Dowd, Savvion Carter, and Marlon C. Mack, Sr., as “Dr. T,” the president’s fixer. This play has eloquent soliloquies on family and politics, clever flag-based costuming, and a level of intrigue worthy of ShondaLand television dramas.

The Hands of Banneker” a “Timepiece” by Malique Guinn, directed by Edward Strickling, Jr. who performs as the spirit of Benjamin Banneker, the free African-American man known for helping survey the borders of the District of Columbia. This theatrical journey through his life focuses on his scholarly pursuits, including building a functioning wooden clock from scratch by scaling up the dimensions of a pocket watch. With softly poetic delivery, he speaks of “the anatomy of time,” as well as “the anatomy of love” for Lydia (Taylor Franklin). The cast includes Bill Myer and Destineè Fitzpatrick as Benjamin’s parents, and Anthony Winfrey.

Momma, I Just Want Love” by Brittany Cherelle, directed by Heather Strain, is an emotional examination of the lives and longings of two women. Angel (Cherelle) has a mother (Keisha Tompkins) who is godly, while CeCe (Tiana Edmond) has a mother (Dwuna Henton) who is surly and abusive. Angel is doing well at life, but terribly in relationships, such as the latest bad date (Eric Washington). CeCe has a supportive husband (Joshua Bruton), but living with constant maternal disapproval is becoming too much to bear. Faith and mental wellbeing are both pushed to the edge.

The Sassy Seniors of Ryder Manor” written and directed by Ebony Chappel is sort of a Black “Golden Girls” with a mission, as headstrong Ginnie (Tracey Middlebrooks Wynn) leads Kelly (Dr. Cie Johnson), Jackie (Marlene Johnson), and Catherine (Andrea “Sapphyre” White) in a quest to replace the closed youth recreation center for her grandson Dante (Jonathan Amir Murray). Karen Thomas joins the cast as the local Councilwoman this weekend; Chappel played the role in the first performances [Note: This is a correction from the originally published casting]. This little play is funny and uplifting, a perfect counter to the more serious content of the other works.

Each of these productions is a gem on its own, however seeing as many as possible is recommended, especially to encourage more amazing new works.

For more information and tickets, visit indyfringe.org or ARTIpresents.org.

4th Wall: The depths of ‘Heights’

By John Lyle Belden

November’s chill extends the desolate feeling of the Halloween season, a perfect time to indulge in the haunting story of “Wuthering Heights,” presented by 4th Wall Players in Irvington.

Founding member Alan Keith has adapted Emily Brontë’s gothic novel by taking a keen scalpel to the complex story of life and death on the Yorkshire moors of northern England in the late 1700s. His focus is on the dysfunctional, tragic relationship between Catherine Earnshaw and the orphan Heathcliff, with sufficient other adult characters to tell the story.

Katie Endres plays housekeeper Nelly Dean, whose role as narrator in the novel is reflected in her being a mainstay throughout the play, witness to all while unable to affect the course of events. Her compassion helps us to care for the damaged souls she serves.

We open with a series of scenes to establish the upbringing of siblings Catherine (Sarah Powell) and Hindley (Albert F. Lahrman III), along with Heathcliff (Alec Cole), whom Mr. Earnshaw (Stephen Taylor) found in Liverpool and raises with his children. From the start Catherine and Heathcliff become devoted to one another, enraging Hindley, who, upon returning from university to take over Wuthering Heights after their father’s death, banishes Heathcliff to the servant’s quarters. Hindley and his wife Francine (Isabel Moore) are continually abusive, which – on top of a boyhood humiliation at the hands of Hindley and neighbor Edgar Linton (Luke Proctor) – fuels Heathcliff’s simmering desire for revenge.

As for Catherine, she is to become Edgar’s bride. Overhearing her telling Nelly she must accept the proposal, Heathcliff sees this as betrayal and leaves. He returns, three years later, as a gentleman – but his intentions are not gentle as he seduces and marries Edgar’s sister Isabella (Ellie Hooven).   

Emotions and unresolved angst are heavy as the mist upon the moors, where ghosts will walk when this story is done.  Note this drama also contains violence, abuse, and suicide.

The cast portray a whole catalogue of psychological issues. Cole gives a poignant portrayal of a person so focused on vengeance he cannot accept the successes of his life, instead sacrificing them as tools towards his dark vision of justice. His blend of wronged hero and conspiring villain evokes both pity and fear. As for perpetually immature Catherine, Powell gives us the girl who wants both the adventure of Heathcliff and reliability of Edgar, without fully committing to either. Playing with others’ emotions wears on her own, critically endangering her health.

Hooven is exceptional as a woman caught in the middle of these dark doings, bearing up as best she can, her only redemption being in survival.

As for men who could have been so much better people, Lahrman gives us a Hindley so used to having to demand respect, he squanders his inherited moral high ground with his anger and addictive vices.  Meanwhile, Proctor’s Edgar is the man who would be rather dashing and happy in an Austen novel – alas, this is Brontë, and here his airs come off as spineless, doomed to find only misery.

An excellent edit of a classic story, “Wuthering Heights” has three more performances, Friday through Sunday, Nov. 14-16, at The Backlot Theatre (formerly Stage Door), 5635 Bonna Ave., Indianapolis. Information and tickets at 4thwallplayers.org.

‘Strange Things Happening’ at IRT

By John Lyle Belden

I first encountered Sister Rosetta Tharpe the way I’m sure a lot of people these days have – on the Internet.

Several years ago, among the must-see viral videos, there was black and white footage of a black woman dressed for church, but playing a Gibson electric guitar with wild rocking riffs, in the 1940s. Her musicianship and dedication to bringing life to gospel music and spirit to pop left an incredible legacy. While it can be said that without Sister Rosetta, there may not have been a Tina Turner or Beyoncè, that can also be extended to Eric Clapton, Keith Richards, Jimi Hendrix, Meat Loaf, and Prince – to name but a few. While she had no children of her own, she provided the mitochondrial DNA of Rock ‘n’ Roll.

Now you can see her on the Janet Allen Stage in the upper floors of the Indiana Repertory Theatre, in “Marie and Rosetta.”

Directed by Christina Angeles, who admitted she had to do some “intense Googling” to get to know Tharpe’s music and life story, we find where “This Train” of life has led Rosetta (Cherish Love). In a funeral home in Mississippi, undisturbed and with a handy piano, this will be her rehearsal space before heading to whatever barn or warehouse local Black folks feel safe to gather in to hear her perform. Her meal will be whatever the local church provides. As for her bed, “I’m kind of a casket girl, myself,” she jokes.

Fortunately, her bus driver is white, a big asset in the Jim Crow South.

With her is her new co-star, Marie Knight (Jaela Cheeks-Lomax). Marie had been a backup singer for gospel superstar Mahalia Jackson but upon seeing her talent, Rosetta immediately signed her for her own tour. As the rehearsal gets under way, Marie comes to understand that this isn’t a back-up gig. Sister Rosetta considers them equals, not just as God’s children, but as musicians and singers, with Marie’s piano proficiency complementing Rosetta’s guitar, and their voices sharing in duets, call-and-response and harmony. With affection and often-tested patience, Rosetta gets Marie to loosen up and accept that God doesn’t mind humor, or even a spirited boogie-woogie beat.

Throughout this performance, we see Rosetta with her flat-top and electric guitars and Marie at the keyboard treating us to a dozen hits including “Rock Me,” “Tall Skinny Papa,” and “Strange Things Happening Every Day.” As these women get to know each other, we get their stories as well, gently educating us on a life it feels like we should have already known.

Love embodies Sister Rosetta with a sense of genuine Christian love coupled with the strength of a woman who knows herself well and sees where she believes The Lord wants her to go. Cheeks-Lomax gives us a Marie who is endearing but still unsure of herself, having been consigned to a backup role prior to this moment. We see her emerging into the star she will become (both in this tour and as a solo gospel performer in coming years).  This is one of those shows that when I look back on it, I have to remind myself these are actors, speaking from a script by George Brant.

Though Sister Rosetta Tharpe now resides in Heaven, it seems I have encountered her spirit again. See and hear “Marie and Rosetta” through Nov. 23 at the IRT, 140 W. Washington St. in the heart of downtown Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at irtlive.com.