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Footlite hosts incredible ‘Cabaret’

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By John Lyle Belden

Theatre so often holds up a mirror to the current mood, so we find ourselves with a new production of the Tony and Oscar-winning sensation, John Kander and Fred Ebb’s musical “Cabaret” at Footlite Musicals, directed by Isaac Becker-Chamberlin.

In 1930s Berlin, many deal with the growing social and political tensions with hedonistic pursuits. Welcome – “wilkommen” – to the Kit Kat Club, where a living cypher of an Emcee (Lucy Fields) has a story to show you. “Leave your troubles outside!” These characters will have plenty of their own.

American writer Cliff Bradshaw (Derek Savick-Hesser) encounters a friendly local, Ernst Ludwig (Bobby Haley) who sends him to a friendly boarding house run by Fraulein Schneider (Marie Beason) and to the very friendly Kit Kat, where he encounters English singer Sally Bowles (Addison Koehler). We also meet Fraulein Kost (Emily Gaddy), a young woman seemingly “related” to half the German navy; as well as older gentleman Herr Schultz (Len Mozzi), who runs a fruit stand and is sweet on Schneider.

The club’s “Beautiful!” dancers are played by Tajeyon Bohannon (Victor), Logan Laflin (Hans), Halle Massingale (Frenchie), Amy Matters (Fritzie), Nicole Sherlock (Rosie), Louis Soria (Bobby), Nate Taillon (Herman), Linda Thomson (Texas), Katie Van Den Heuvel (LuLu), and Kennedy Wilson (Helga).

The familiar story plays out of people in a city distracting itself from the oncoming madness, finding everyday pursuits – love, family, marriage, and making a little money – all becoming tainted by this atmosphere. The songs advance the plot as well as entertain, from fun numbers like “Don’t Tell Mama” and “Two Ladies” to the defiant melancholy of the title song.

You’ve seen it before, perhaps, but not like this. Diverse casting, including plus-sizes, makes this Berlin dive look a bit more authentic, but still loaded with talent.

Koehler is amazing, playing Sally as a gritty survivor, always one step ahead of any sense of failure, thus never wanting the party to stop. Beason and Mozzi are so adorable, you really do want to see Schneider and Schultz together. Haley keeps Ernst so darn likable – until he’s not. Savick-Hesser is a charming audience proxy, our emissary to this very foreign world. His Cliff is an interesting soul, sorting out his feelings for men, and Sally, while both savoring Europe and missing Pennsylvania.

Key to the unique nature of this “Cabaret” is Fields’ outstanding performance as the Emcee. Being a trans woman allows her to present a perplexingly androgynous character. Essential to the role is the notion that this person is in charge, ever crafting expectations and pulling the strings on the narrative you are meant to see. Absolute control over their look and presentation, coupled with the clown jester’s license to confront you with dark truth while wearing a big smile, as well as being a near-constant presence, helps Fields emphasize that what they show you is important. In the end, after all, it’s life and death.

Choreography is by Conner Becker-Chamberlain and Emily Theurer. Wild and appropriate costumes designed by Marina Turner. Stage manager is Jeremy Crouch. And the “Beautiful!” orchestra is led by Kristin Cutler.

Come to the “Cabaret” through Oct. 6 at Hedback Theater, 1847 N. Alabama, downtown Indianapolis. Get tickets and info at footlite.org.

4th Wall takes on Hugo classic

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By John Lyle Belden

The great irony of “The Grotesque of Notre Dame,” a new drama by Josh Gibson presented by 4th Wall Players, is that the story looks unfamiliar because – contrary to various filmed and staged versions – the plot more closely follows the 1831 Victor Hugo novel, “Notre-Dame de Paris.”

We still get our Hunchback, but while Quasimodo (Sarah Kinsey) is a major character, the story centers on the beautiful Roma dancer Esmeralda (Shannon Clancy). Gibson steps in as, naturally, the poet and playwright Pierre Gringiore, who follows the woman to have her be his muse – but through an odd set of circumstances she becomes his “wife.” Meanwhile, she falls for Captain Phoebus (Dustin Jones), who saves her from abduction by Quasimodo and Pierrat Torterue (Ben Elliott) on the orders of Archdeacon Dom Claude Frollo (Lot Turner), who is obsessed with her.

By this point, we have also met Fleur De Lys (Emma Howard), the noblewoman engaged to Phoebus, and her mysterious cousin Columbe (Katherine Novick). Among the street people are the mentally damaged Mother Gudule (Katherine Gibson) as well as a band of thieves (Isabel Moore, Tyler Gibson, and Kelli Gibson) under the command of Jehan (Omar Jurdi), the drunken King of the Court of Miracles, as well as Don Frollo’s brother. Accompanying Esmerelda is her clever goat, Djali (puppeted and portrayed by Taylor Shelton).

Aside from the torturous intrigues with Esmeralda, this adaptation dwells on the aspect that unlike the misunderstandings in Hugo’s story, the aspects of magic and sorcery are more real. This includes the dark spells in Frollo’s chambers, the character of Columbe (brought in from Gibson’s other plays), and the true nature of Djali. Principal plot points, such as Esmerelda being condemned, Quasimodo invoking “Sanctuary!” and the tragic ending, are still true to the book.

Clancy gives us a kind, charming girl worthy of pursuit. Turner contrasts that light with his constant air of darkness. Jurdi plays an unflappable scoundrel, feeling that between his beggar army and his high-placed sibling, he is untouchable. Jones gives us a figure who appears noble yet shows himself more fickle with easily-bruised pride. Shelton does very well with the complexities of her character, horns and all.

Kinsey gives a compelling performance as the Hunchback, complete with employing sign language as the nearly-deaf character. The actor having lost her voice on opening weekend had her mouthing her lines with pre-recorded voiceover; this somehow added to the portrayal, reflecting the fact that an actual person in this state would be nearly impossible to comprehend – yet for the audience’s sake, we do.

The play is directed by Spike Morin-Wilson, assisted by stage manager Kelli Gibson. While the title seems to be an effort to differentiate this from other versions of “Notre-Dame,” it does leave open the question: what truly was the “Grotesque” here? I’m thinking it’s not the poor soul ringing the bells.

Performances conclude this weekend, Sept. 27-29, at Arts for Lawrence’s Theater at the Fort, 8920 Otis Ave. Get tickets at artsforlawrence.org, information at 4thwallplayers.org.

Mud Creek casts a comic spell

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By John Lyle Belden

As the spooky season closes in on us, we have a fresh production of the witchy stage comedy “Bell, Book and Candle,” by John Van Druten at Mud Creek Players, directed by Dani Lopez-Roque.

Gillian (Heather Jones), a powerful witch living in 1960s New York, is taking a fancy to mortal Shep Henderson (Jamie Kenjorski), a book publisher who lives upstairs. However, upstairs from him is Gillian’s silly Aunt Queenie (Stacy Embry) who has been misbehaving. During a rather eventful Christmas Eve, the witches and Gillian’s stylish warlock brother Nicky (Stephen Greiner) set up a magickal night for Shep, and even summon Sidney Redlich (Lou Cavallari), the non-witch author and witchcraft “expert.”

As any spellcaster will tell you, if you put a lot of energy out there – especially in matters of love –there will be serious circumstances. This charming rom-com even has a subtle nod to a certain sitcom that this play helped inspire.

As typical of shows of the era, all characters have nice outfits, thirst for cocktails, and something clever to say. Jones’ performance gives the perspective of a selfish personality slowly discovering the pain and potential good of empathy. Embry’s Auntie is naturally charming, while Greiner feels too fabulous to change. Kenjorski, though playing the “victim” here, has Shep realize perhaps his choices weren’t entirely his own before he encountered his witchy neighbors. Cavallari is both comic foil and a cautionary lesson on the difference between what we think we understand and what we actually do.

This fun, bewitching show opens Mud Creek’s 75th Anniversary Season, celebrating the company’s past hits – “Bell, Book and Candle” was staged here in 1953, not long after its Broadway debut. This production runs through Saturday, Sept. 28, at the MCP Barn, 9740 E. 86th St., Indianapolis (Castleton/Geist area). Get tickets at mudcreekplayers.org.

Hyperion passes Inspection

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By John Lyle Belden

Hyperion Players just presented “An Inspector Calls,” a thriller and modern-day morality play by J.B. Priestley, for one weekend at the Switch Theatre in Fishers.

We open in 1912, during a dinner at the posh home of industrialist Arthur Birling (Christopher Vojtko), celebrating the engagement of daughter Sheila (Megan Fridenmaker) to Gerald Croft (Vincent Pratt), son of Birling’s business rival. Also present are Arthur’s perfectly upstanding wife Sybil (Jennifer J. Kaufmann) and their drunken disappointment of a son Eric (Logan Browning). The evening is interrupted by a visitor, police Inspector Goole (Josh Elicker), who informs them a young woman had just died by her own hand, then interrogates each of these characters to reveal their individual roles in the woman’s demise. It appears only the dutiful maid Edna (Lea Ellingwood) is spared.

From this simple plot, a complex web of secrets and shameful behavior is revealed. The cast all act appropriately pretentious and aghast at every turn. Though set in England, no one forces a fake British accent, which helps keep the performances natural, but still spoken with proper airs so that this could be envisioned as a family of Gilded Age Americans – discussions of impending knighthood, pounds and shillings, etc., aside.

Director Nicole Amsler added the innovation of numerous shadow puppets to illustrate the story of the deceased, set in the background at various scenes throughout the play. The tactic is effective, adding to the overall narrative like flashes of memory in a well-made film. The shadows also add to the noir atmosphere and feel appropriate to a pre-cinema culture. In this way, the late Eva Smith – a/k/a Daisy Renton, a/k/a the false Mrs. Birling – becomes a major part of the drama without us ever actually seeing her face. The 200 shadow puppets were crafted and controlled by Delaney Amsler, assisted by Ellingwood; Lesie Blackwell was stage manager.

Votko has Arthur epitomize the Englishman striving to ever be the ideal gentleman – in his words, “a hard-headed, practical businessman.” He constantly needs to be in charge, so is perpetually perturbed as Goole doesn’t play along. Kaufmann ensures Sybil is never shaken from her elitist perch, though she is severely tested. Browning plays Eric as the man-child struggling to rise but only finding his parents’ disappointment. It is Croft, given the proper stiff upper lip and grinning noble bearing by Pratt, who appears to be the son Arthur hoped for. So, it is left to Fridenmaker to give us a Sheila with a conscience, despite having been rude and spoiled as befitted her upbringing. She gets an opportunity for personal growth, which can make her the audience proxy – aside from what you see in yourselves in the other, less likable roles.   

As our Inspector, Elicker presents an eccentric archetype that would come to life later in the century thanks to writers like Agatha Christie and is practically stereotypical by the lifetimes of us in the audience. In the proper home of a “former Lord Mayor of Brumley,” this mainly serves to keep the occupants nicely off-balance, adding to the humor of a clash of social mores. As there are themes of oppression by the uncaring towards lower classes, Goole gets a bit preachy, but his words have an effect. After he departs, the play’s stunning end scene reveals a very telling test of human nature.

If you’ll pardon a spoiler (maybe you’ll forget this by the time another company stages the play), after the curtain, we are left with the question: Who exactly was The Inspector? Between us, my partner Wendy has her suspicions (something you’d find in the details).

This production gives us another example of how Hyperion Players is bringing us intriguing and thought-provoking, yet quirky and entertaining shows, worth the jaunt for Indy folks to eastern Hamilton County. Their next scheduled productions, “The Woman in Black,” opening Oct. 24, and “The 39 Steps,” opening next March 20, will also be at The Switch in Fishers. Find details at hyperionplayers.com.

ATI: Sentimental song sojourn sheds light on Man in Black

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By John Lyle Belden

In the lowlands along the Mississippi River in Northeast Arkansas, they still grow cotton. We see the big bales in the fields when we drive through the area about once a year to visit relatives near Little Rock. Not much around but farmland, tiny crossroads towns, and rural churches. In pre-mechanized days, cotton farming was incredibly hard; consider what a life of growing and harvesting that crop can do to a family, to a man.

One of those men was John R. “Johnny” Cash, one of the greatest singer-songwriters to come out of the 1950s Memphis music scene. Actors Theatre of Indiana presents a fresh telling of his decades-old story in “Ring of Fire: The Music of Johnny Cash” by Richard Maltby Jr. and William Meade. The series of songs presented make this a musical journey from his boyhood farm to nearby Memphis, Tennessee, then on to Nashville and – as Johnny put it – “everywhere, man.”  

Kent M. Lewis, who has performed this show elsewhere, took on the trifecta of director, choreographer and performer, lending his tone-perfect Cash voice as primary vocalist. Brandon Alstott, who has played Cash in “Million Dollar Quartet,” easily takes on the character of young Johnny and lends his own vocal lead and harmony contributions. Matt McClure gets in some vocals as well, and while Lewis and Alstott pick acoustic guitars, McClure straps on an electric, providing the distinctive churning rhythm attributed to Cash bandmate Luther Perkins.

Multi-talented Sarah Hund fits in naturally, adept at anything with strings – especially fiddle – and helping sing and tell the story as characters including Cash’s mother as well as collaborator and eventual wife June Carter. Jordan Simmons plays stand-up bass and gets in a few lines; music director Nathan Perry also has a role, mainly performing at the piano or on accordion.

As a “jukebox musical,” revised in 2013 from the original 2006 Broadway version, this is an excellent revue for fans of old-time Country and Gospel music, as well as Cash’s hits, presented with entertaining flair that engages the audience of the intimate Studio Theater in Carmel’s Center for the Performing Arts. Don’t look for an in-depth biography, though. Maltby is reported to say that he saw in Cash’s music and life “the story of America,” and thus we get a fairly simple outline of a complicated man.

His feelings for the downtrodden are expressed in his song/poem “Man in Black” and we see them shown in his prison concerts (despite his “outlaw” image, he never did hard time himself) and frequently returning to hope in faith. He also found himself leaning on little white pills to keep up his tour schedule, he wryly confesses, but the narrative doesn’t dwell much on this aspect of his life. Still, Cash admits in a regretful tone that without raising a hand to anyone, he still hurt many who loved him.

In the end – his passing in 2003 gently hinted at – Johnny Cash leaves us wanting more, which Lewis and company provide in a brief encore with one of the Man in Black’s most fun songs.

Opening night had everyone in the full house buzzing with how much they enjoyed this show. Word will likely get around, so make a reservation to see “Ring of Fire” before the ATI run ends on Sept. 29. Get info and tickets at atistage.org or thecenterpresents.org.

ALT, Phoenix present meaningful production

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By John Lyle Belden

For us Americans, we are asked from the time we first learn about it in school what we think about the United States Constitution, but, honestly, what do we know about it? What does it do, has it done – has it not done?

American Lives Theatre and Stage Door Productions present “What the Constitution Means to Me” by Heidi Schreck on the main stage of the Phoenix Theatre Cultural Centre in downtown Indianapolis. This play is a unique blend of (mostly) one-woman storytelling and memoir, compelling lecture, and on-stage debate with elements of improv and audience response.

In its award-winning Off-Broadway run, Schreck recalled how she earned her college tuition as a teen winning prizes at speaking contests on the Constitution held by the American Legion. The narrative comes to more recent times with personal stories and taking notice of how the Supreme Court has upheld – or possibly failed – America’s foundational document.

In the current local staging, highly talented stage veterans Claire Wilcher portrays Schreck while Ben Tebbe is on hand as Heidi’s friend Danny Wolohan, who assists by portraying a Legionnaire contest moderator whom Schreck recalls fondly. In the second act, Jada Radford, a local performer who also participates in Speech and Debate as a student at Marian University, comes out as herself to take a side against Schreck/Wilcher on a constitutional issue chosen at random. Audience members are free to submit topics, as well as questions for the performers, which will be used at the next performance.

Wilcher’s manner is so natural and earnest that any line between her and Schreck vanishes. We readily absorb her recollections, as well as facts and history that may not be common knowledge but affect us all. We delve deeply into the vital Fourteenth Amendment, as well as the cryptic Ninth Amendment, and their role in recent decisions, as well as cases before the courts today.

While there is a fair amount of humor, disturbing truths cannot be avoided. Director K.T. Peterson admits in a program note that “this play is upsetting,” but sees that as a good thing. Difficult topics include domestic abuse, abortion, and civil rights, especially for women. Wilcher-as-Schreck doesn’t get angry, yet pulls no punches in her delivery, a from-the-heart pleading from both women in unison.

Tebbe is supportive and good natured, playing it aptly more as an ally than a co-star. Radford is simultaneously brash and charming. She nimbly blends her stage and forensic skills, even winning the debate in the performance we attended.

So, if anyone tells you something is not in the Constitution, tell them, “Penumbra.”

Want to know why? Find out “What the Constitution Means to Me” in performances through Sept. 22 at the Phoenix, 705 N. Illinois St. Audience members also each get their own copies of the Constitution to take home. Get tickets at phoenixtheatre.org and information at americanlivestheatre.org.

Witness a special day for ‘Five Women’

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By John Lyle Belden

Eclipse Productions of Bloomington (no relation to the student program in Indianapolis) is establishing itself by immersive productions with mature themes. This time, despite the trigger warnings, we have a comedy.

“Five Women Wearing the Same Dress” reveals the quirky genius of Alan Ball, predating his award-winning screenwriting in “American Beauty” and television’s “Six Feet Under” and “True Blood.” Directed by Jeremy J. Weber and Konnor Graber – who show solidarity by attending in matching floor-length gowns – they have us enter through a “closet” to witness the goings-on in the bedroom of Meredith Marlowe (Jen Wells), whose oh-so-perfect sister just got married.

The title refers to the fact that Meredith is one of five bridesmaids in the lavish ceremony at the Marlowes’ Knoxville, Tenn., home in the early 1990s, wearing identical lavender dresses (complete with matching hats and torturous high heels) that they despise. The quintet all find refuge in this room: Cousin Frances (Jada Buehler) is uncomfortably open about being “a Christian” though at her first appearance she quickly breaks the Commandment on coveting, as well as nearly the one about stealing. Trisha (Shayna Survil) had formerly been the bride’s “bad influence” friend, and now that her obligation is done, hopes to find someone for mindless sex. Georgeanne (Kate Weber) is a full bottle of champaign into a respite from her own lousy marriage, wishing a past lover would notice her instead of some other woman in a backless dress. Finally, Mindy (Vera Wagler), the good-natured lesbian sister of the groom, just wants to be away from all the judgmental looks from family and wedding guests.

A clever aspect of this play is that at least three characters become well known to us despite never appearing on stage – the bride Tracy (who all agree is beautiful and successful), groom Scott McClure (whom all the women pity), and the eternal bad-boy Tommy Valentine (former fiancé of Tracy who has hit on or slept with all five other women). As we learn more about past relationships, we see the lasting effects of past trauma that draw shadows over the expected joys of this day.

The performances reveal the unexpected chemistry among these very different individuals brought together by a rather unfortunate uniform. Buehler’s sanctimonious Frances can be a bit much, but her naïve charm keeps her likable. Survil has Trisha wear “jaded” like a badge of honor, or as armor over sensitive scars. Weber plays Georgeanne as someone who has lived a lot in her three decades, mostly for others, but hasn’t given up on youthful exploits just yet. Wagler’s Mindy is the most optimistic and (the irony is noted) girly of the group, though she has her own resentment to work through. Wells’ Meredith embodies her dichotomy as the host (it’s her room, and her joint they pass around) while still feeling stuck as a little sister – being younger than Tracy, Trisha, and Georgeanne, and held back by a traumatic adolescent event. Their interactions build naturally with their shared experience in a pre-smartphone world where all that matters is the sisterhood in the room, contrasted with the formal chaos downstairs and outside the window.

We also get a visit from Mindy’s handsome cousin, Tripp Davenport, played by Jo Moran with the same exuberant charisma they put into the Constellation production of “Alex Gold” earlier this year. Tripp does present a noble challenge for one of our ladies, but we suspect Ball wrote him in for his rather mundane usefulness in the final scene.

Performances run through Sunday, Sept. 8, at the Waldron Firebay Theatre (an intimate black-box stage on the first floor of Waldron Arts Center) 122 S. Walnut St., Bloomington. Get tickets at EclipseProductionsCompany.com.

‘Carrie’ even more mind-bending in Drag

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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.)

Surviving high school is such a drag, right?!

So, it stands to reason that Indy Drag Theatre would take on the hottest Prom ever shown on stage or screen in “Carrie: A Drag Parody Musical.” The drag-world embrace of outsiders and making what could be considered trashy fabulous while leaning into its campiness help make this show the perfect medium for genderfluid expression.

As director Ciara Myst pointed out on opening night, the original Stephen King novel boldly took on topics such as abuse and bullying. In addition, the musical itself had a rocky path from being one of Broadway’s biggest flops in 1988 to a cult classic with a notable revival (after some necessary rewrites by creators Lawrence D. Cohen, Dean Pitchford and Michael Gore) in 2012. The Indy Drag Theatre performs flawless lip-synch to audio from both a stage musical performance and the hit 1976 Brian de Palma film. Dottie B. Minerva is assistant director; costumes are by Kalinda, with makeup by Ms. Myst, and wigs from Hair By Blair. Choreography is by April Rosè.

Our fabulous cast ironically plays it straight in reproducing the stage experience, imbuing the scenes with appropriate drama and suspense. St. Pussifer shines as misunderstood, mistreated Carrie White, with Vera Vanderwoude St. Clair chillingly playing her strict and insanely devout mother Margaret. AJ Thoma is solid as good-natured Sue Snell, while Eli Rose is the noble Tommy Ross. Brentlee Bich is furiously bitchy as vengeance-minded Chris (the girl behind the infamous blood-bucket prank). Skarlett Rose also does well as tragic gym teacher Miss Gardner.

Other performers include Cadence, Axel Rosie, Ce Ce Santos, Abigail Brown, Desiree Bouvier, Jose Dos Santos, William Moser, Jack Offerman, and Elle Rulon.

If you are a fan of drag, the original book or film, or high-heeled spectacles like “Rocky Horror,” you simply must see this edition of “Carrie” – when it finally makes its way back to Indy’s District Theater. Due to its proximity to the Fringe festival, there was only one scheduled weekend of performances. When an unspecified emergency forced a cancellation on Sunday, it was announced that Indy Drag Theatre would try to bring the show back at a later date.

In the meantime, make plans for their next scheduled show, “Shrek,” Nov. 15-24. Get details at indydragtheatre.com.

Footlite celebrates love on ‘This Island’

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By John Lyle Belden

Footlite Musicals provides a taste of the tropics with its young artists production of “Once on This Island,” the Broadway hit by Lynn Ahrens and Stephen Flaherty, based on Rosa Guy’s “My Love, My Love,” a Caribbean retelling of Hans Christian Anderson’s “The Little Mermaid.” It copies the original mostly in theme and a few plot elements, standing as its own as a story of love, sacrifice and the forces that work around – and often against – us.

Sometimes it takes a village to tell a story. Aside from the named characters, we meet a chorus of 21 Storytellers who introduce the tale and carry it along. They relate that on this island, a small French possession in the Antilles, they honor the local Afro-Caribbean gods including Asaka (Imani Ruffin), Mother of the Earth; Agwe (Kori Smith), lord of Water; Erzulie (Caileigh Jones), goddess of Love; and Papa Ge (Noah Lee), spirit of Death.

The story centers on Ti Moune (Lauren Blackwood), an orphan found in a tree after a storm. Sensing the gods saved her for a reason, an old couple – Mama Euralie (Plezzance Lawrence) and Tonton Julian (Jalen Breiley) – take her in and raise her. Events transpire that Ti Moune encounters and saves Daniel (Colton Woods), son of the nobleman Armand (Edward Rayhill) whose family has governed the island for generations. She even makes her way to Daniel’s side of the island, where he lives in a luxury hotel. But she is not the only woman in his life; enter his lifelong friend Andrea (Rebecca Pinero). Ti Moune finds herself tested by both the trickery of Papa Ge and the discrimination of high society. What is her destiny?

Directed by Dennis Jones and Edward Trout, and excellently choreographed by Kevin Bell, with the island beat of an ensemble led by Gisele Dollinger, this Caribbean fairy tale flows beautifully as all the cast contribute, with Blackwood’s voice sailing through sun and storm. The gods get their due, with Ruffin shining in the song “Mama Will Provide,” and Lee embracing his role as trickster as well as Reaper.

This story with its ring of familiarity set in an exotic locale reminds us that love is noble and real in all cultures. The energy of its telling sweeps us along and makes us root for the girl in the tree.

Performances of “Once on This Island” run through Sunday, Aug. 18, at Hedback Theater, 1847 N. Alabama, Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at footlite.org.

SSS Eclipse ‘Lizzie’ a riotous spectacle

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By John Lyle Belden

The Summer Stock Stage Eclipse program (professional, with collegiate performers) presents “Lizzie,” the new musical by Alan Stevens Hewitt and Steven Cheslik-deMeyer, book by Tim Maner, based on the Lizzie Borden legend, presented internationally since its introduction in 2010.

To clarify “musical,” this show is a Riot Grrl-style Punk Rock Opera – modify expectations accordingly and hold on for the ride.* To ask why it’s in this mode is to miss the cultural mystique of Miss Borden. She was already an outsider – unmarried at 30, still living with her controlling father and detested stepmother – when the gruesome events of August 1892 occurred in Fall River, Mass.

“Lizzie Borden took an ax, gave her mother forty whacks; when she saw what she had done, gave her father forty-one!”

Being rich from their penny-pinching parents, Lizzie and sister Emma hired the best possible representation, and with an all-male jury actually working in their favor, got her acquitted at trial. However, historians and even her fandom are fairly certain she did the deed. Still, this is not just a play about getting away with murder.

The story is presented nearly all in song by four women: Lizzie (Erin Lambertson), older sister Emma Borden (Cora Kendall), neighbor and close friend Alice Russell (Mai Caslowitz), and the Bordens’ maid Bridget “Maggie” Sullivan (Samantha Ringor). Backing them – literally, seen through the slats of the set by Abigail Wagner that suggests both a simple home and cozy barn – are the band of Ginger Stoltz (keyboard and conductor), Ainsley Paton Stoltz (bass), Kirstin Cutler (drums), Joy Caroline Mills (guitar), Sally McSpadden (guitar and keyboard), and Taylor White (cello and percussion). Direction is by local actor and teaching artist Devan Mathias with musical direction by Ben Rose (who coincidentally has worked at the actual Lizzie Borden House, now a B&B).

Act 1 brings into focus the conditions the Borden sisters were likely living in, and potential motives for what is to come. The tensions weigh on Lizzie and Emma, while a longing grows in Alice; meanwhile, with a dollar from the girls in hand, Maggie is quick to go downtown for the afternoon so she can say she didn’t see a thing someone might be doing.

In Act 2, there is quite a mess – one song is titled, “What the F*** Now, Lizzie?!” – and loosely period costumes give way for something more turn of the Millenium (all designed by Allison Jones) as events take a more modern procedural, crime-of-the-century feel. The number in which Lizzie and Emma make their Kardashian-esque public plea is priceless.

Throughout it all, these ladies rock their hearts out. There are also touching, tender moments, including a song between Lizzie and Alice that recurs in each act, giving two meanings to “Will you lie?” Overall, a bravura performance.

This show brings more of a different perspective to the Borden case and legend than giving any new facts. Events portrayed in any medium are always conjecture and subject to artistic license. Perhaps a good friend “coming to call” could mean more in 1890s New England. Still, the major points follow the story as told elsewhere. This version is very feminist-focused, so one can forgive the downplaying of other problematic aspects such as suspicions cast on local immigrants. On this stage, it’s the grrls’ turn to tell the story – the closest you get to a male presence is Daddy’s body under a sheet.

Four performances remain for “Lizzie,” Thursday through Sunday, Aug. 8-11, at the Phoenix Theatre Cultural Centre, 705 N. Illinois St., Indianapolis. See phoenixtheatre.org for tickets or get info at summerstockstage.com.

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(*“Lizzie” could be compared stylistically to the musical “Six,” but the latter was developed in the U.K. more recently.)