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Agape: True story of youthful resistance to a cruel regime

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By John Lyle Belden

“We are your bad conscience” – from Leaflet 4 of The White Rose, summer 1942

Agape Theatre Company established itself as exploring the conjunction of faith and the theater arts, and with “Why We Must Die So Young,” adds one of the darkest moments in human history.

Written and directed by local playwright William Gebby, this drama tells the story of The White Rose, a resistance movement of students at the University of Munich, roughly from May 1942 to February 1943. This would be during the height of Nazi Germany’s power and territorial gains; Munich is in Bavaria, southern Germany, at the time deep within the Axis powers’ empire.

Agape shows are typically youth productions, however, this play has an appropriate mix of young artists and adults which maintains a realistic look, aside from apt costuming and the jarring presence of Nazi flags at the corners of the stage. Another important aspect is that from the beginning the audience is alerted to the fate of the White Rose members portrayed: all, save one, will be executed. This, in addition to expressions of faith by the characters, gives the drama the aura of a Passion Play. We know how it will end and must deal with that growing tension, yet a theme is the perseverance of the expressed ideal beyond death.  

Sophie Scholl (Sofy Vida), whose family members see Nazi ideology as antithetical to Christianity, departs from their home in Ulm (directly west of Munich, just over the Bavarian border) to join her brother Hans (Joshua Lehman) at the University. There they, along with schoolmates Traute Lafrenz (Megan Janning), Christoph Probst (Codie Monhollen), Alexander Schmorell (Joey Devine), and Willi Graf (Thor Hunter) attend the lectures of Prof. Kurt Huber (Robert K. Fimreite), who openly yet cleverly expresses his disdain for the current regime. Moved by his increasingly un-subtle calls to action, the young men and Sophie secretly make and distribute their first anti-Nazi leaflet.

Being Hans’s girlfriend, Traute is kept out of the loop – which she resents, as she quickly figured out what’s happening. She thus soon joins and adds a loose network of like-thinking friends in other cities. Huber, once he is informed who wrote the leaflets (and that it’s not a Gestapo trap), also joins the White Rose, authoring one of its most powerful messages.

Mac Williams and Agape founder Kathy Phipps play Hans and Sophie’s conscientious parents, with Julianna Britt as younger sister Inge. Hannah Schwitzer is Gisela, one of the kids’ friends in Ulm.

We also meet Chelsea Jackman as Prof. Huber’s wife Clara; assistant director Leslie Gebby as intellectual Frau Docktor Mertens; and Matthias Neidenberger, Candice Clorinda, Albert F. Lahrmann III, Nathan Rakes, Doug Rollison, and Ruth Bowen in other roles.

The story moves at a steady pace through numerous short scenes, the small underground movement progressing while its participants maintain near-impossible optimism, feeling at times fraught but carrying on aided by youthful recklessness. There is only slight lag in the transitions; I wonder if a future staging with a large three-side turntable of setpieces might improve the flow. We get not only the growth of the White Rose’s reach, but also the more persistent and desperate search by the authorities to shut it down. Our young agitators knew the risks, but that doesn’t reduce the impact of inevitable tragedy.

Vida is simply inspiring as Sophie, earnest and faithful. Lehman takes to his role like a committed soldier (which Hans also was) showing his bravery is not bluster. Monhollen gives all aspects of a complex character – Probst being concerned for both the safety of his wife and children, and the fate of his nation. Our father figures – boldly shown by Fimreite and Williams – are stalwarts as well, willing to stand up to unjust authority in a dangerous era.

Important history which could be seen as inspiration during current events, “Why We Must Die So Young: The story of the White Rose Resistance,” has three more dates, Friday through Sunday, March 14-16, at Arts for Lawrence’s Theater at the Fort, 8920 Otis Ave., northeast Indianapolis. Get tickets at artsforlawrence.org.

Betty Rage lets us in on a secret

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By John Lyle Belden

Betty Rage Productions presents the longest-running stage play, Agatha Christie’s “The Mousetrap,” in cooperation with The Scottish Rite Valley of Indianapolis, at Indianapolis Scottish Rite Cathedral, directed by the company’s original “Betty,” Callie Burk-Hartz.

The quirky whodunit opened in London in 1952, around when the play is set, and has been performed perpetually since (except for a break for Covid). For the second time in recent memory, this fun mystery plays in Indianapolis, with the hope that all who see it keep to the long-standing tradition to reveal to no one its secrets, including who “dun” it.

As the radio gives a bulletin about a brazen murder in London, near Paddington, Mollie and Giles Ralston (Hannah Embree and Charles Weimer) arrive to prepare Monkswell Manor for its guests. Married just a year, they have just acquired the old home located 30 miles outside the city and have just opened it as a rooming house. She seems wistful and hopeful, while he is stoic and matter-of-fact, still they share a subtle affection.

Just as a blizzard intensifies to confine everyone to the manor (naturally, this is a Christie story after all) we meet hyper and talkative aspiring architect Christopher Wren (named after the famous one, played by Matt Hartzburg); the “perfectly horrible” and never pleased Mrs. Boyle (Gigi Jennewein); easy-going retired soldier Major Metcalf (Mookie Harris); Miss Casewell (Michelle Wafford) whose trousers and attitude mark her as her own woman, brooding and secretive; and finally the expressive and wildly Italian-accented Mr. Paravacini (Lukas Schooler) who not only tells you up-front that you can’t trust a thing he says, he seems to delight in it. The latter is a surprise arrival, having (allegedly) stuck his car in a snowbank, forcing him to walk to this, the nearest house.

Speaking of surprises, local policeman Sergeant Trotter (Aaron Stillerman) suddenly arrives on skis to investigate how Monkswell and its occupants are apparently related to the murder mentioned above. “Three Blind Mice” is the theme of the goings-on, and when body number two is found, the plot intensifies in a quest for the identities of both the killer and the endangered third “mouse.”

Performances are excellent with steady accents. Each acts suspiciously in their own way, keeping fellow characters and the audience guessing. Hartzburg and especially Schooler have a blast with their hilarious over-the-top characters, as others on stage remark on their eccentricities to reassure us that neither is too intense for what the setting and story allow.

Liz Carrier is assistant director and Jamie Rich stage manager. The Scottish Rite provides, aside from the beautiful J. Robert Wortman Auditorium, a stage crew as well as set and props. This includes behind the stage’s central windows a scenic backdrop that dates back to the Cathedral’s first presentations in 1929 (which explains why it is kept as-is and not “snow” covered).

The play only has a single-weekend run, with remaining performances Saturday and Sunday, March 8-9, at 650 N. Meridian, downtown Indianapolis (big castle-like building, you can’t miss it). Promise not to tell, and come see who gets caught in “The Mousetrap.” Get tickets at bettyrageproductions.com.

Searching through old pages for family

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By John Lyle Belden

This is a play about a woman who committed to writing a play, based on her great-grandfather’s diary, which – when she made the proposal – she had barely read.

“The Berlin Diaries” by Andrea Stolowitz is presented by the Phoenix Theatre as part of a National New Play Network Rolling World Premiere. Jennifer and Rob Johansen are listed as playing Andrea and Max (the patriarch diarist) but play all roles. Stolowitz constructed the narrative to always be in her (Andrea’s) point of view, which can be expressed by either actor as herself speaking or others talking to her, including Max’s words coming forward from 1939. Thanks to the skill of both veteran Equity performers, this is easier to follow that you’d think, and gives new perspective to talking things over with yourself.

The play is directed by Phoenix Theatre Cultural Centre artistic director Constance Macy and Rabbi Brett Krichiver, who also understudy.

Andrea has a grant and an apartment in Berlin, Germany, to develop her dramatic work based on the diary kept within a family who seem to now be so few, and who hardly get along. In the 1930s, Max Conreich and various relatives lived in the city, but he managed to escape to New York before the Nazi regime closed in. Also, she discovers, other family made their way to Brazil, Jewish Palestine (now Israel), South Africa, Australia, Argentina, and elsewhere.

This journey of discovery is a unique perspective on stories of the Holocaust. The horrors of those lost in death camps is touched upon, yet there is also the loss of connectivity in the scattering of people to avoid those horrors. In Andrea’s family, the spirit of avoidance lingers to today’s generations.

Andrea’s hunt for “people lost like library books” through Skype calls, interviewing relatives, and volumes of old paperwork is engaging and fascinating. Especially in Jen and Rob’s hands, the play that Stolowitz set out on blind faith to make works beautifully.

As much a part of the show as the actors is the exceptional set designed by Zac Hunter, with a huge tree – a family tree, you could say – made with book-cover bark and book pages for leaves. The plight of Jews to always be on the move, as well as Andrea’s travels, are exemplified by the various suitcases employed as props and furniture, constantly rearranged throughout the show.

Fulfil Max’s wishes by engaging with “The Berlin Diaries,” through March 16 at 705 N. Illinois St., downtown Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at phoenixtheatre.org.

Footlite: ‘Change’ shines

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By John Lyle Belden

When you are the singular housekeeper working in the basement of a modest home, it can feel like your only friends are the new washer and dryer. The swish-swish of the laundry sings to you, a rhythm matched by the Motown backup singers on the radio.

This is the world of Caroline Thibodeaux in “Caroline, or Change,” presented by Footlite Musicals, directed by Bradley Alan Lowe. It is the Indiana premiere of this 2003 Broadway musical by Tony Kushner, with music by Jeanine Tesori, based on Kushner’s own childhood.

Caroline (Damaris Burgin), a Black single mother in Lake Charles, La., in 1963, is fortunate to have a job working for the Gellman family even though they can’t pay much. Their young son, Noah (Asher Ortman) has taken a liking to her, but mostly her companions are Washing Machine (Anya Andrews), Dryer (Markell Pipkins), and The Radio (Jada Radford, Nia Hughes and Vivian Husband). We also meet personifications of the Bus (Samuel McKanney) that brings her to this neighborhood and the Moon (Angela Manlove) that shines up above. But this is not “Beauty and the Beast” – the feeling is closer to “Driving Miss Daisy” but as a musical is almost entirely sung-through. Consider it like an opera for the domestic servant, with music that includes Gospel, R&B, and Jewish Klezmer refrains.

Noah has his own difficulties, as his mother died and his musician father Stuart (Phil Criswell) is remarried, to close family friend Rose (Emily Mae Gaddy), of which the boy does not approve. Also on hand are his Gellman grandparents (Dan Flahive and Gisele Dollinger).

Caroline rides the homeward bus with fellow domestic Dotty (Zarah Shejule). She shares her small home with daughters Emmie (Kaylee Johnson-Bradley), Jackie (Cairo Graves), and Jo (Praia Graves) – her son is with the Army in Vietnam.

Rose notices that, being a typically careless boy, Noah keeps leaving pocket change in his pants when they go into the laundry. She decides to teach him a lesson by announcing that whatever Caroline finds, she gets to keep. However, the boy then makes a point of leaving nickels, dimes, and quarters to see what happens. As for Caroline, the arrangement doesn’t feel right, but this small “raise” is making a big difference for her girls.

National events are naturally at the edge of this story. They are in a relatively quiet Southern city, but still hear news of JFK as well as the Civil Rights struggle elsewhere – also, the statue of a Confederate “hero” in the center of town has disappeared.

Things get more interesting with the Hannukah visit of Rose’s father. Mr. Stopnick (Graham Brinklow) is a liberal New Yorker who feels for what “Negroes” are going through, but wishes they would take a different approach than that of Martin Luther King Jr.

Performances are wonderful all around. Burgin is endearing yet tough as the title character. The limits of her pride are often tested as dealing with “change,” in any form, makes her stronger. Johnson-Bradley is fierce as Emmie, an impetuous youth finding her voice and place in the world she’s growing into. Ortman’s Noah is a likable kid who makes mistakes but means well, though he learns that not everything you say can be taken back.

The most complex role, next to Caroline, turns out to be Rose. Gaddy plays her as someone who realizes she is the “evil stepmother” in this tale and defies that by showing she does care in her own way. At first homesick for New York, she dedicates herself to the household and family she has chosen, including the boy she hopes one day with love her, and the proud Black woman she tries to understand.

Discover this unconventional look at some interesting people (and appliances). “Caroline, or Change” plays through March 16 at 1847 N. Alabama St., downtown Indianapolis. Get tickets at footlite.org.

‘Sensitive’ look at campus life

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By John Lyle Belden

“Sensitive Guys” by M.J. Kaufman, presented by Theatre Unchained at IF Theatre, has a vibe like a goofy Fringe-show version of a campus comedy. The laughs come easy as what appear to be feminist and dude-bro archetypes strive to say something important for both the audience and one another.

“What’s the trick to being a good guy?” one asks. It feels naïve, but for someone maybe 20 years old, expected to be an adult while his higher brain functions aren’t yet mature, this is a truly serious question. And circumstances will get quite serious.

Joe Wagner, with wide experience acting in comedy and drama, takes on direction of this comic drama, entrusting five “she” or “they” actors to play all characters including five young women in a sexual assault Survivor Support Group and the five members of the Men’s Peer Education Group at fictional Watson College – a small liberal institution of higher learning that loves to tout its “empowerment” of students.

While the college recites “core principles” that are little more than background noise, for our co-eds the theme is “transformation” – changing both themselves and the world around them for the better.

Anna Himes portrays the newcomers to each group. Will, who asks the question above, is a young man working on his empathy. As Leslie, she finds taking charge of her sexual experiences didn’t shield her from consent being taken from her. Adding to her sense of betrayal, the perpetrator is in the Peer Group.

Gayle Radwick is Katie in the women’s group, and Jordan of the men’s, who is in a relationship with Shanya Nicole as Tracey, the woman who happens to say something that bothers her male role, Tyler. Sheila Raghavendran is Amy with the women, Pete with the men. Monya Wolf is Diana with the women and Danny, the men’s group founder.

Shifts in wardrobe and stance, besides deepening the voice when a dude, make the character transitions easy to follow. Indulging in a bit of caricature also aids the comedy. Seeing gender as not just two aspects of humanity but also two versions of the same faces help unify their experiences as part of the same student body, all seeking guidance and needing a sense of safety.

While attending this college, don’t be surprised that you in the audience get a lesson as well. The facts that will be presented (aside from a fictional paragraph about Watson) will all sadly be true.

An entertaining satire with a healthy dose of awareness, take a seat with “Sensitive Guys,” March 7-9 and 13-15 on the IF Basile Theatre, 719 E. St. Clair St., Indianapolis. Get tickets at indyfringe.org, info at theatreunchained.org.

CCP: On tonight’s episode of ‘I Loathe Darcy…’

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By John Lyle Belden

The Jane Austen novel “Pride and Prejudice” has become so familiar to those who have enjoyed it on page and screen that someone once inserted zombies into the story. What we’ll get here, though, is much more alive. Carmel Community Players presents a recent adaptation by Kate Hamill that plays into the expectations of our romcom and sitcom-fueled culture.

Directed by Samantha Kelly, the essence of the story, set in genteel 19th-century England, is intact: the relatively poor Bennet family worry that their four daughters will not be able to marry above their station, pinning their hopes on a few local bachelors with wealth or potential.

Let’s meet our bachelorettes: Beautiful Jane (Caitlin Karas), the eldest, would love to marry wealthy Charles Bingley (Grayson Wieneke), who is interested but reluctant to pop the question. Lizzie (Katie Endres) is smart, headstrong and declares she “shall never marry.” Quirky Mary (Elizabeth Enderle) everyone considers disturbingly homely (apparently even Death won’t touch her, only giving her gaunt features and a persistent cough). Spritely Grace (Lydia Miller), the youngest, is hyper and impulsive. Also on hand is equally destitute friend Charlotte Lucas (Desiree Black), who seems to kindly accept her role as a wallflower.

Mrs. Bennet (Amanda Falcone) is frantic, to say the least, constantly extolling the virtues of her marriageable daughters to anyone who’ll listen. Meanwhile, Mr. Bennet (Matthew Socey) just wants to be left alone to read his newspaper or otherwise let things play out as they will.

At social events we meet Mr. Bingley’s posh sister Caroline (Amalia Howard), as well as the nervous Fitzwilliam Darcy (Alec Cole), who has a legendarily awkward meet-cute with Lizzie. We also encounter George Wickham (Drake Smith), ambitious but “only a Lieutenant” in the Royal Army; rich but rather creepy cousin Mr. Collins (Grant Bowen); and the fiercely upper-class Lady Catherine de Bourgh (Elizabeth Ruddell).

In Hamill’s snappy script, what we get is a sort of cross between “Fiddler on the Roof” (sans music) and “Taming of the Shrew” as though presented by the Hallmark Channel – and it works delightfully. Farcical elements entertain: Falcone’s over-the-top performance making it understandable that neighbors start to avoid her; Bowen leering in such a way that we feel Lizzie’s dread at possibly marrying Collins; the various comical jump-scares around Mary, so much that I started to feel bad for her (or at least Enderle).

It all melds well with the romantic drama aspects, such as Lizzie’s grudgingly growing appreciation of Mr. Darcy, and Lydia discovering that to leap before one looks can bring on consequences. Endres and Cole acquit themselves well as more true-to-book versions of the characters.

Nicely paced while funny and charming, indulge in “Pride and Prejudice” Thursday through Sunday (two performances Saturday) at The Cat, 254 Veterans Way, Carmel. Get tickets at carmelplayers.org or thecat.biz.

Southbank: It truly is all relative

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By John Lyle Belden

Very few people can know what it is like to be Albert Einstein – arguably, one – but did he understand, or care, what it is like to be the rest of us?

In “Relativity,” a drama by Mark St. Germain presented by Southbank Theatre Company, in December 1949 Einstein (Anthony Johnson) receives a visit from a young reporter, Margaret (Morgan Morton), at his home on the Princeton University campus. His housekeeper/secretary Ms. Dukas (Miki Mathioudakis) doesn’t approve, but the lauded genius welcomes another opportunity to talk about himself and his contributions to physics.

However, since his decades of research, discovery, and scholarly work had been written about numerous times already, Margaret maneuvers the interview to other topics, such as Einstein’s two marriages, and his children. What’s there to say, Einstein says, reciting the publicly known facts.

But she has also interviewed Albert’s son – now things get serious.

In this imagined incident, employing Einstein’s own quotations and writing, one of the greatest intellects of the last century is probed to explore the nature of relationships, family, and what is important. We confront the burden of genius: what it owes the world, and what we owe to it.

Director Ronn Johnston said what we see on the stage is so much more than what one would read from the script. He worked with our highly-talented trio to bring life and dimension to these characters – two we don’t know and one we can only presume to – to give a more genuine, relatable conversation between one leading with the heart and another from his unique brain.

This comes at a time when Einstein, who felt he had brought order to our understanding of the universe, explored the new frontier of quantum theory, reconciling the unpredictable with his predictable cosmos. But where in this universe does a child fit in?

Johnson nicely embodies the walking contradiction of the serious intellect with the wild hair, relaxed suit and quotable sense of humor. Incomprehensibly complex equations calm him, while discussion of close relations brings on a darker countenance and mood. Morton seems to combine the aspects of a strong woman and questioning child into a single irresistible interrogator.  Mathioudakis portrays a tireless defender feeling she may be the only one to truly understand the man, including his flaws.

Energy and matter, or the people who matter – explore “Relativity” Thursday through Sunday at Shelton Auditorium, 1000 W. 42nd Street, Indianapolis (Butler University campus).  Get info and tickets at southbanktheatre.org.

Drag ‘Sweeney’ so good it’s a crime

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By John Lyle Belden

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

As we find today’s politicians embracing Victorian-style social mores, Indy Drag Theatre takes its own swipe at the 19th century with its Parody Musical production of “Sweeney Todd,” the penny dreadful-inspired Tony winner by Stephen Sondheim (book by Hugh Wheeler).

As in past Drag Parodies, this company employs appropriate yet over-the-top looks and attitude, while lip-synching to a blended audio track of Broadway and Hollywood (the 2007 Tim Burton film).

In wonderful form are performers Beelzebabe as the titular Demon Barber of Fleet Street; Heather Bea as Mrs. Lovett whose “worst pies in London” suddenly get a lot better; Madison Avenue as aptly melodramatic lost daughter Johanna; Johnee Crash as conniving enforcer Beadle Bamford; Natalie Port-Ma’am as faux-Italian huckster Adolfo Pirelli; Senator Gale Lagations as Tobias Ragg, the boy true to whoever feeds him; and Ilana a la Mode as the mad Beggar Woman. Also featured are Kelsey McDaniel as self-righteous and evil Judge Turpin and Parker Taylor (who could actually sing his parts and was even in a regular production of this musical) as noble lovestruck hero Anthony Hope. The ensemble includes Samoria Mie (who is also the Bird Seller), Abbey Lay, Freddie Fatale, Alicia Brooke, and Kristen N. Peterson (who also cameos as bedlam-keeper Jonas Fogg).

The plot is unchanged: Todd returns to London with a hunger for revenge, and in the process sets up his deadly barber shop to practice with his ultra-sharp razors until the he gets the Judge in his chair. Those dispatched in the process provide the necessary ingredient for partner Lovett’s pies. Meanwhile, Anthony has found Todd’s daughter Johanna locked away (by the Judge, of course) and conspires to free her. There’s also a lot of singing, you get the gist.

While this tale of “man devouring man” has always been served up with a dollop of social commentary, it’s never been done quite like this. Under the direction of Max McCreary, assisted by Kalinda, one point emphasized is that while murder, cannibalism, kidnapping, etc., are just fodder for musical comedy, the “crime” that has us all concerned now in 2025 is the legislative attacks on Drag. Audio cut-ins include the text and debate on anti-drag bills proposed in states nationwide. (The one in Indiana recently failed in committee, but language from “dead bills” can appear in other measures.) Posters on the walls point up how retrograde such attitudes are, connecting the Victorian drama to current events, making the unlikely choice of “Sweeney Todd” for this production strangely perfect.

Messaging aside, the show is spectacular and thoroughly entertaining, with boundless energy and sassy humor.  Kudos to choreographer April Rose, as well as to Alish Forner for costumes, Ciara Myst for makeup, and wigs by Hair By Blair.

If you are wondering about the Barber Chair, typically the silent star of the show – no drag queen is going to let herself be upstaged by furniture. The chair is plain, but the deaths are fabulous with flowing blood-ribbons. There is a nice barber seat in the VIP room, in case you want to upgrade your ticket.

For satire that cuts deep, make your appointment with “Sweeney Todd: A Drag Parody Musical,” Thursday at 7 p.m., Friday and Saturday at 8 p.m., and Saturday and Sunday at 2 p.m. at The District Theatre, 627 Massachusetts Ave., downtown Indianapolis. Get tickets at indydistricttheatre.org.

Belfry blesses us with ‘Little Women’

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By John Lyle Belden

“When you feel discontented, think on your blessings.”

This mother’s advice to her four daughters lends a theme to Louisa May Alcott’s classic autobiographical novel, “Little Women.” The Belfry Theatre, as part of its 60th season, presents the book’s adaptation by John Ravold at First UMC in Noblesville.

In December, 1862, we meet the Marsh sisters in their modest Massachusetts home: headstrong tomboy Jo (Emily Haus); kind, nurturing Meg (Emma Gedig); proud, self-centered Amy (Natalie Piggush); and shy “Mousie” Beth (Lizzie Schultz). Jo (patterned after Alcott herself) is also a writer, and leads her siblings in rehearsing a melodramatic play with an audience of supportive mother Marmee (Mary Garner) and young neighbor Laurie (Gideon Roark) who has brought his slightly-older tutor John Brooke (Samuel Smith). Slipping in at the back of the parlor is the very strict, proper, and wealthy Aunt March (Christina Burch).

This play-within-the-play involves some brilliant “acting” by the girls, including Jo in a wild mustache, providing a scene of comedy that alone is worth your ticket to the Belfry show. But moods soon change as a telegram arrives from Father (away at Washington, DC, as a chaplain to the Union Army), and Marmee must depart to be with him.

The second of three acts (intermission comes between II and III) gives the bulk of the original novel, including the arrival of Father (Rob Lawson) and another bit of awkward comedy as Meg and John sort out their feelings for each other. We also get a hot-tempered clash between Amy and Jo, and Beth’s tragically declining health.

The third act, set later, includes part of the “Good Wives” second part of the novel and introduces Professor Bhaer (James Semmelroth Darnell), Jo’s German friend arriving from New York.

Directed by Barcia Alejos, assisted by her son, Daniel Alejos, this production is charming and beautifully presented. Haus is outstanding as Jo, bringing all the aspects of a young woman ahead of her time, yet very much in the spirit of new ideas endemic to mid-1800s New England and changes brought by the Civil War era. Gedig, Piggush, and Schultz also bring life to their archetypes, helping us feel for their individual struggles. Roark is good-natured and Smith dashing, even the characters seeming content to be supporting roles in this feminine world. Garner and Lawson make parenting almost look care-free. As for Burch, her stoic portrayal reflects a woman who has learned only one way for a woman to be strong in their society, and dares not let her nieces stray from it – still, we get hints that there is a heart under that rigid corset.

The story we see does differ a bit from Alcott’s writings, resulting in unfamiliar scenes. Unfortunately, Ravold’s liberties in adaptation also include a couple of anachronisms. They can be ignored, and shouldn’t take away from the excellent work of cast and crew.

“Little Women” has another weekend of performances, Thursday (with special pricing) and Friday at 8 p.m., Saturday and Sunday at 2 p.m., at 2051 Monument St. (enter at Door 2 on the north side, not main church entrance). Get tickets at the thebelfrytheatre.com.

BCP comedy toasts strong women

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By John Lyle Belden

For some women of a certain age, change is about more than just their inner biology. It can mean the end of a marriage – by death or divorce – or even loss of employment. In such events, one could use a drink!

Enter “The Savannah Sippin’ Society,” a comedy by celebrated writers Jesse Jones, Nicholas Hope, and Jamie Wooten presented by Buck Creek Players, directed by Mel DeVito.

Randa (Georgeanna Teipen) was a top architect at her firm, but when passed over for promotion to partner, she totally lost her temper and her job. Seeking new experiences, she tries hot yoga – a mistake, but sharing in her misery she meets Dot (Beth Popplewell), still adjusting to life after her husband’s passing, and Marlafaye (Nancy Laudeman) who wouldn’t mind her ex being deceased as well. Without realizing it, Randa invites them to her nearby home for a “happy hour,” then decides it might be worth a try. On their first afternoon on Randa’s veranda (they even say that), Dot has also invited aesthetician Jinx (Gloria Bray), who aspires to be a life coach – and this trio seem perfect for her first clients.

What follows are various adventures that we mostly hear about. Since this isn’t a movie with multiple sets, supporting cast, and stunt performers, these four take turns narrating the events they go through in search of a more fulfilling life, interspersed with scenes on the veranda. Aside from a fateful surprise party, there are cocktail breaks during which they discuss their progress, or lack thereof. This formula works thanks to clever, funny dialogue and the talents of the cast. When not hitting each other with the punchlines, they grow an authentic feeling of friendship that we can’t help but sense. With the Georgia accents, this feels like “Steel Magnolias,” but with more drinking and less sadness.

No real booze is served at the Buck Creek Playhouse, but you can still enjoy your time with the “Savannah Sippin’ Society” in their remaining performances, Friday through Sunday, Feb. 14-16, at 11150 Southeastern Ave. (Acton Road exit off I-74), Indianapolis. Get tickets at buckcreekplayers.com.