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Ankh gets ‘Reckless’ in a good way

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By John Lyle Belden

Indianapolis sees constant production of theatre arts by groups tied not to a place as much to ideas and creative vision. This includes – among others – No Exit, Catalyst Repertory, Q Artistry, Summit Performance, NAATC, Southbank Theatre Company, Theatre Unchained, American Lives Theatre, 4th Wall, Clerical Error Productions, Betty Rage, Cryptid Entertainment, and Defiance Comedy.

Ankh Productions deserves to be in that conversation.

Having moved on from the sadly now-closed Storefront Theatre, their neon elephant shines for the moment in the Bates-Hendricks neighborhood south of downtown Indy with Ankh’s production of “Non-Traditional Reckless Relations,” a collection of short plays by Jamaal McCray, at Lincoln Lane Coffee Co.

McCray is joined by Ankh co-founder Chandra Lynch, Zachariah Stonerock, and Anna Himes in pieces that explore with raw emotion, wild humor, and entertaining absurdity, how we relate to one another through unusual stress.

It’s too simplistic to compare this to known properties like Marx Brothers, Monty Python, SNL, or In Living Color, yet the same root is under the surface, back to the smiling Greek masks and tall tales around ancient fires. McCray says the title refers to his efforts not to slip into “traditions of mediocrity,” to take stagecraft and “strip(ed) it down to its raw essence.” As Lynch puts it in a Facebook post, “Just the art; pure, alive, unfiltered.”

High artistic goals, indeed. In “NTRR,” we see them making the climb.

This show was written by McCray as the third in a trilogy that started with “Love You Reckless,” last seen in April 2022. (He is still working on Part Two, he said.)

The foursome start with a piece heavy with avant-garde metaphor – confronting directionality, personal preferences, political groupthink, light, and more – which grabs our attention, elicits laughter while provoking thought, and gets us ready to expect practically anything.

This is followed by the next playlet, where Stonerock reads a breakup letter while using the toilet.

Yes, things get a bit crude, with R-rated language at points, but no nudity or sim-sex, so it’s okay for teens and up.

The bare-bones aesthetic, in part from low-budget necessity, concentrates our attention on the actors while employing a few simple props. A chain wrench finds an amazing array of uses.

The humor is never far from far deeper context. Exploring raw emotion and toxicity in relationships gets somehow easier when you’re battling a giant pigeon or stuck on a small boat in shallow water. When you need to fix something, at some point you’re not really talking about the thing before you that you’re repairing.

McCray, Lynch, Stonerock, and Himes all give excellent performances and interact well throughout, showing commitment to the concept and vision.

So, even if you are not planning your lover’s murder, or negotiating with the trash collector, you’ll still find plenty to relate to, and even enjoy, in these “Non-Traditional Reckless Relations.” Performances are Friday through Sunday at 516 Lincoln Street (corner of Lincoln and East Street), Indianapolis. (Note that coffee service will have closed earlier in the afternoon.)

For information and tickets, visit ankhproductions.org.

Civic: Fun time at a ‘Rotten’ show

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By John Lyle Belden

Farce, parody, and satire collide hilariously with history in the hit musical “Something Rotten!” now staged by the Booth Tarkington Civic Theatre.

What even director Michael J. Lasley concedes is a “dumb” show is done smartly not by mocking William Shakespeare (though it’s not totally kind to him) so much as the cult of personality around him – which did start, to some degree, in his own time. In the process, the modern stage musical also gets skewered with gags comparable to the barbs in “Forbidden Broadway.”

During the English Renaissance (there’s a song about it), brothers Nick (Daniel Wilke) and Nigel Bottom (Jacob Schilling) struggle to get their next play completed when they are upstaged – again – by Shakespeare (Michael Krauter). They are so broke that Nick’s wife Bea (Addi Koehler), over his objections, goes out to find work herself.

Needing a surefire hit but desperate for an idea, Nick visits a soothsayer, Nostradamus (Parrish Williams). Being the nephew of the famous prophetic writer, he gets accurate but cloudy visions. This is how Nick Bottom comes to invent the “musical,” or at least tries to.

Nigel, a talented poet as well as playwright, meanwhile finds himself courting Portia (Ellen Vander Missen) the poetry-obsessed daughter of local Puritan leader Brother Jeremiah (David Maxwell), who vociferously objects.

With the help of the seer’s questionable skills, and secret funding by Jewish moneylender Shylock (Daniel Draves), the Bottoms seek to beat the Bard at producing what they are foretold will be his greatest work – “Omlette!”

Josh Vander Missen plays the company’s former patron, as well as a magistrate. A minstrel (Austin Stodghill) leads the remaining ensemble of Julia Ammons, Amanda Boldt, David Brock, Cam Hicks, Braxton Hiser, Karen Hurt, Emily Lantz, Melissa Ritchie, Nicole Sherlock, Michael Sherman, Louis Soria, Caitlin Stacy, Landon Storm, Blake Valentine, and Eric VanVeelen.

Wilke and Schilling play the brothers as well-meaning souls, with Nick defined by his stubbornness and Nigel by his naïve charm. Krauter’s Shakespeare goes from preening rock star to devilishly conniving as he seeks to steal what was supposed to be his own play. Standout performances by the leading ladies as well: Ellen Vander Missen’s headstrong Portia charms, while Koehler steals scenes as a woman with great strength of heart as well as muscle. Maxwell manages to make his Puritan bluster both menacing and highly amusing. A familiar face to Civic patrons, Williams has fun embracing his strange, silly role (he knew I’d write this).

Lasley directs with choreography and additional staging by Anne Beck, musical direction by Brent E. Marty (orchestra led by Al French), and stage managed by Matthew Keller. The musical was written by Karey Kirkpatrick and Wayne Kirkpatrick with John O’ Farrell.

For those who enjoy musicals, or “Hate Shakespeare,” or don’t mind seeing some hams sing about “Eggs,” go experience “Something Rotten!” Performances run through Oct. 18 at the Tarkington in the Allied Solutions Center for the Performing Arts in downtown Carmel. Get info and tickets at civictheatre.org.

Scotland comes to Garfield Park

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By John Lyle Belden

Embracing the weird and macabre atmosphere of October, Garfield Shakespeare Company presents the tragedy of “Macbeth.”

In a convenient coincidence, just last month Southbank staged “Equivocation,” based on events around the 1606 premiere of William Shakespeare’s “Scottish Play,” presented to the Scottish King, James Stuart (James VI of Scotland, James I of England and Ireland). In a way, the present production works as a companion piece to the former.

However, this play stands well on its own, presented in full in its Medieval Highland setting, complete with an emphasis on its supernatural elements. Alongside the title character, his scheming wife, and various nobles, the stars of the show are the Weird Sisters – the Three Witches (played by Sydney Engelstein, Shawntae Buchanan, and Amalia Lynn Howard) with their leader/goddess Hecate (Zella Mae Elm). Their presence is felt throughout, even in scenes where they aren’t specifically referenced. Any of the Three may make herself a supporting character to move events along, including the mysterious “Third Murderer” that Shakespeare wrote into a pivotal scene. As a convenience, and upping the spooky factor, a Witch hexes away any unfortunate fallen character off the stage. Kudos to director Aaron Collins for these touches.

With the “hurly-burly” of a battle done, a rebellious Thane (Scottish noble similar to Earl) captured, and generals Macbeth (Christopher O’Hara) and Banquo (Chad Yadon) victorious, these two encounter the Witches. They greet Macbeth with titles including ones he doesn’t yet hold, then inform Banquo he will father a line of kings (James was believed to be of that lineage). When the first part of their prediction comes true – Macbeth attains the doomed Thane’s title – the further declaration that he will be King of Scotland sets his mind racing.

In celebration of their victory, King Duncan (Hans Cummings) and his sons Malcolm (Mallory Ward) and Donalbain (Dalton McKinney) go to Macbeth’s castle at Inverness. Lady Macbeth (Leah Hodson), informed of the prophesy, strongly encourages her husband to murder the ruler. Once it’s done (with the king’s guards framed and conveniently dispatched), the sons flee, leaving Macbeth with the crown. However, fellow Thane Macduff (Dillon Richter) suspects the truth and slips away, tragically leaving his wife (Miranda Khoury) vulnerable.

As you likely know, things just get more maddening and tragic from here on out.

The cast also includes Cheyenne Henson (as Banquo’s son, Fleance), Derrick Krober, Bill Baker, Jake Hobbs, Cheri Walker, Elizabeth Ann Fasbinder, and Jean Long.

Excellent performances throughout, especially Hodson’s portrayal of Lady Macbeth, working from power-mad to just plain mad. O’Hara ably employs his distinctive voice to fully express the titular character. From the rush of fate to slowly learning its cost, we sense his growing regret and desperation throughout the scenes that follow him literally taking that fate into his own hands.

The Witches prove their essential place in the play, making this a Halloween treat. Their demeanors flex to reveal subtle power in a scene, then shaken off with a wicked giggle as they glide offstage. The performance of the cauldron dance shows respect for the Old Ways embraced by modern practitioners. And Elm being a musician greatly enhances her portrayal of Hecate; her instruments include one that reveals how a certain familiar spooky sound-effect is made.  

You can’t beat the price, as Garfield Shakespeare Company performances are free. Find them Thursday through Saturday evenings, Oct. 9-11 at 7:30 p.m., in the open autumn air of Garfield Park’s MacAllister Amphitheatre, 24325 Conservatory Dr., Indianapolis (enter from either the top or bottom of the hillside). Find information at gscindy.org.

‘Mink’ a good fit for Center Stage

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By John Lyle Belden

“Life is too complicated, that’s why I don’t think about it.”

This line by the lead character is the essence of “The Widow in Mink,” a comedy by Carl L. Williams presented by Center Stage Community Theatre in Lebanon.

It has been two weeks since Margaret Osgood (Julie Wallyn) lost her husband, George, in a bird-watching accident, and she is still adjusting to life alone. She gets visits from her niece Julie (Amy Keitt), whose idle-rich boyfriend Roger (Mike Bauerle) tags along, as well as her late husband’s business partner Charlie (Kevin Shadle). She also joined a social group, the Wandering Widows – Diane (Tanya Haas), Betsy (Veronique Duprey), and Jane (Dottie Ostby) – now that she qualifies for membership.

Charlie arrives from the bank with the contents of George’s safety deposit box, including his will. Margaret soon discovers that she has inherited a lot more than a plethora of bird portraits.

Williams once referred to the character of Margaret as “sweetly oblivious;” Wallyn plays her as smarter than she lets on, with enough eccentricity that we laugh more at her situation than at her. Keitt’s sweet Julie, being an investigative reporter, is suspicious enough for the both of them. She has feelings for Roger, but there’s something keeping her from accepting his frustratingly frequent marriage proposals. Bauerle keeps his character easy-going throughout, with a sense that there is more to him than he dares to reveal. Shadle gives Charlie an aw-shucks demeanor that appears to appeal to Margaret – as well as Diane. The trio of Haas, Duprey, and Ostby have fun chemistry akin to the “Golden Girls.”

Jan Jamison directs, as well as designing the set and costumes.

This charming, delightful play shows that getting older doesn’t mean life gets any less interesting – quite the contrary. Sometimes all you need are good friends, and a nice mink coat.  

“The Widow in Mink” runs Friday through Sunday, though Oct. 12, at 604 Powell St., Lebanon. Get info and tickets at centerstagecommunitytheatre.com.

‘Absolute pleasure’ in Westfield

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By John Lyle Belden

“The Rocky Horror Show” is the kind of stage performance that defies conventional theatre reviews.

Its cheesy-bad plot and pretensions as an allegedly cautionary tale are taken seriously by absolutely no one in the cast or audience, not even its satirical aspects as a spoof/homage to mid-20th century schlock horror or “this could happen to you” films directed at teens. This is by design. Created by Richard O’Brien and – with the help of producer-director Jim Sharman and the star charisma of Tim Curry – a hit in London (then elsewhere) since 1973, this is not just a tribute to all its movie and music influences, but a completely immersive bizarre entertainment experience.

Main Street Productions of Westfield brings “Rocky Horror” to glorious life to open the spooky season, evenings of Oct. 1-4. Note this means those involved in or attending other local shows can see it on Wednesday. The Saturday, Oct. 4, performance is scheduled for midnight, ending the run in a perfectly demented atmosphere. Also note that this is indeed the stage musical, not the film “Picture Show,” and this is an actual cast – no shadowcast – however, any and all call-backs are welcome and encouraged. Authorized audience props are available for sale – no waterguns – and the show program is on newsprint for use as the newspaper. Finally, because things a bit obscene are portrayed and a lot obscene are shouted, it is recommended for ages 18 and up; viewer discretion advised.

You likely already know what’s happening. If not, just accept the lipstick “V” (for “virgin”) on your face, try to relax and be ready for anything – you’ll survive.

Bradley Allen Lowe is outstanding as the ambisextrous* Dr. Frank N. Furter. This is his world; we’re just dancing in it. DaSean McLucas bravely embodies his creation, Rocky. Kelby Herwehe-Schounce and Dezaray Dagey give incredible performances as Brad and Janet, the two squares caught in the middle of the madness (kudos to them for putting up with shouts of “a**hole/slut” every performance). Logan Laflin throws himself totally into “handyman” Riff Raff. Talje Wiersma compliments perfectly as his twisted sister Magenta, and Alyna Hope Whitis shines as energetic assistant Columbia. The Phantoms are phantastic: Gwen Burke (also Trixie, who sings the theme), Jake Carrico (who doubles as Eddie), Jonathan Ramey (also Dr. Everett V. Scott), Kiara Hollaway, Samantha Kelly, Abby Morris, and Diego Rafael Samaniego. The Narrator, Broden Irwin, apparently does have a neck – but feel free to mock him for not having one, just to see how he reacts.

Bringing this all together are directors James H. Williams and Brandon Schultz, with musical director Ben Rose. Choreography is by Bryttnei Whitehurst (though instructions for the “Time Warp” were already provided – it’s just a jump to the left…).

For those who only know the movie, some scenes are different. Brad gets a song, and while some stage versions don’t have the lines “everybody’s lucky” and “a toast;” both have been worked back in (O’Brien has tinkered with the script over the years due to the film’s popularity). We do recommend buying the props (money supports the theatre) as the “toast” you get is a nice souvenir.  Becky the Bakester has also made appropriately decorated cookies for the concessions stand.  

If this is your kind of show at all, its worth the trip up to Westfield (note the downtown construction detours), at 220 N. Union St. See westfieldplayhouse.org for tickets.

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(*This was an apt description of the character [played by Curry] in a Guardian review of the original production; I couldn’t resist using it here.)

IRT takes hilarious ‘Steps’

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By John Lyle Belden

Alfred Hitchcock was not known as the Master of Comedy, though he did appreciate dark humor. Since he’s not with us anymore, it is now up to you to see the hilarious adaptation of Hitch’s “The 39 Steps,” now on stage at Indiana Repertory Theatre.

A UK hit by Patrick Barlow from a concept by Simon Corble and Nobby Dimon, based on the Hitchcock film based on the novel by John Buchan, IRT artistic director Benjamin Hanna brings the story to life with its cast of four. Jürgen Hooper plays our central character, Richard Hannay; Tyler Meredith portrays women important to the plot; and all other roles fall to a couple of clowns – seriously, they are billed as Clown 1 and Clown 2 – exuberantly played by Ema Zivkovic and Michael Stewart Allen.

Hannay is an ordinary man living in 1930s London, feeling bored and unsatisfied with life. Fate is certainly about to fix that! During a theatre show featuring the feats of Mister Memory, a mysterious woman with a German accent sits next to Hannay, fires a pistol, and insists on going home with him. The next day, Hannay is on a train for Scotland, evading the police as he is wanted for murder, knowing just enough about a plot of international espionage to get him in even deeper trouble.

The above plot is Hitchcock’s contribution (from Buchan’s book), the rest is non-stop silliness inspired by English theatre traditions (like commedia del arte meets Monty Python) with various props in trunks, the trunks themselves, doors and windows and such on movable frames – plus inventive uses for a ladder – to enact the movie in the most funny way possible. Along the way, look for references to some of Hitch’s other thrillers.

Hooper and Meredith both charm, excellently handling the elements of both romantic mystery and farce. Zivkovic and Allen’s antics, as well as their turns as key characters, are sharply done.

Not wishing anyone ill, but notable local talents Frankie Bolda and Jay Hemphill are the understudies, and we’re sure they are well up to the task.

The Hitchcockian hilarity of “The 39 Steps” runs through Oct. 12 at 140 W. Washington St., in the heart of downtown Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at irtlive.com.

Time to dance again: Footlite presents ‘The Prom’

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By John Lyle Belden

It’s not spring; still, any time is good for recognizing we need to let those around us be their authentic selves. In this spirit comes the latest production of “The Prom” at Footlite Musicals.

This Broadway hit – book by Chad Beguelin and Bob Martin, music by Matthew Sklar, lyrics by Beguelin, concept by Jack Viertel, inspired by actual 2010 events in Mississippi – is, as I’ve mentioned before, sort of a “Footloose” for our era, with hints of “Cinderella.”

Broadway stars, or at least they used to be, Dee Dee Allen (Karen Frye) and Barry Glickman (Sam Godsey) have their latest show flop so bad, it closes after opening night. Commiserating with their assistant, Sheldon (Isaac Becker-Chamberlin); Angie Dickenson (Abigail Okerson), who has been stuck in the chorus of “Chicago” for years; and unemployed former sitcom star Trent Oliver (Dustin Branum), who constantly mentions attending Julliard; they look for something to improve their public profile.  

In the (fictional) town of Edgewater, Indiana, the High School PTA cancels its Prom after learning student Emma Nolan (Marachey Fowler) plans to bring another girl as her date. While finding herself more bullied than usual, Emma has an ally in the principal, Mr. Hawkins (Shawn Hunt). Together they petition the PTA, led by staunch conservative Mrs. Greene (Katie-Rose Connors), to reconsider. But as they make their case, guess who comes barging in to “save” the day?

The cast also includes Claire Donnelly as Alyssa, Mrs. Greene’s daughter and Emma’s secret girlfriend; Zaylee Jaliwala and Nayima Hall as cheerleaders Kaylee and Shelby; Zaire Gladden-Williams and Conner Becker-Chamberlin as students Nick and Kevin; as well as Kevin Bell, Nate Copleland, Jerry Davis, Nathan DeMyers, Sophie Eastman, Kathleen Fox, Cari Gallagher, Emma Gedig, Josh Hoover, Kerrigan McSweeney, Michael Morrow, Gwendolyn Pickett Kenan, Tinnin, Katie Van Den Heuvel, Jennifer Zotz, and Thomas Zotz.

As events unfold for a teen who just wanted to dance, all characters confront uncomfortable truths, from the New Yorkers’ narcissism to schoolmates’ unquestioned beliefs. The musical was written as taking place in Indiana as a jab at then-Vice President Pence, but having Hoosiers play Hoosiers lends an authentic feel and softens the genuinely funny digs against our state (though the play does make Applebee’s look good).

Frye gloriously goes full diva, reminiscent of Patti LuPone at her most catty, as Dee Dee. Godsey’s Barry is like the sweet hyper child of James Corden and Harvey Fierstein. Donnelly’s dancer, “antelope legs” and all, follows her chorus instincts to help a fellow girl in trouble. Branum makes the most of a unique character with an interesting arc, whose unconventional thinking ends up helping.  Hunt plays Mr. Hawkins steadfast as the fulcrum on which the whole plot turns (I know I said this in a prior review, it still works). Isaac Becker-Chamberlin is charming as the one responsible for wrangling the various celebrity egos.

Connors is daunting as a woman whose mothering instincts have overtaken her compassion. Jerry Beasley, who directed with Claire Slaven, helped guide her actions at the show’s end, which suggest the possibility of healing.

As for the star of the show, Marachey Fowler is amazing! From her first song, she exhibits natural power, control, and stage presence. You can’t help but feel not just for her, but with her, in every scene. We are amazed this is only her second musical, and look forward to seeing whatever she does next.

Donnelly is also excellent, and nails Alyssa’s signature song. Her fellow students also sing well, and wow us with their dancing, choreographed by Thomas Mason.

The orchestra is led by Jeremy Kaylor.

Make a date for “The Prom,” with two more weekends, through Oct 5, at 1847 N. Alabama St., Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at footlite.org.

From fake fruit to real feelings: Belfry delivers Simon classic

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By John Lyle Belden

You can’t go wrong with a comedy play by Neil Simon, and The Belfry Theatre presents the one that started his incredible run of Broadway and film hits.

“Come Blow Your Horn” is not a musical, but more about blasting one’s own achievements. In this case 1960s swinging single Alan Baker (Josh Gibson), in a nice Manhattan apartment with constant female companionship. He’s been having fun with aspiring actress Peggy (Adriana Menefee), who stretches being “bad with names” to comic lengths. However, his more regular companion, Connie (Alyssa Lay), has come home from her singing tour early.

Meanwhile, Alan’s younger brother, Buddy (Jeff Haber), has arrived to stay with him, finally escaping living with their parents – neurotic and overbearing Mother (Vickie Phipps), and hot-tempered Father (Chris Otterman), who varies from passive-aggressive to aggressive-aggressive. The family owns a wax-fruit factory where the father employs both sons, though he rails at “the bum” Alan’s slacking.

Alan seeks to make Buddy more irresponsible like him, while, ironically, he finds himself having authentic feelings for Connie. But when the playboy antics get too complex, Father’s reaction could rename this show “Come Blow Your Top.”

This comedy shows hints of Simon’s linguistic mastery and knack for wacky situations that reach perfection in his later shows. On its own merits, it’s wildly enjoyable, and you can tell the cast are having fun with it as well. Gibson is great at projecting cheeky confidence, so is in his element here. Haber delivers a perfect contrast, as a man perpetually unsure of himself. After intermission, the two switch demeanors, adding dimension to their characters, as well as more laughs.

Lay is adorable as usual and shows both her and her performer character’s range in her efforts to get Alan to mature. In roles inspired by Simon’s own parents, Phipps and Otterman shine as the Mom and Dad who seem to never be happy, yet still get across that they love their kids – infuriating as they are. Menefee plays Peggy as more nice than smart, elevating a rather limited role. Katherine Gibson has a memorable cameo as Aunt Gussie.

Veteran director Lori Raffel, who has handled plenty of wackiness in various central Indiana companies, delivers an endearing take on this classic. Performances are Friday through Sunday, Sept. 26-28, at The Switch Theatre, 10029 126th St., Fishers. Info and tickets at thebelfrytheatre.com.

Where a life becomes a legacy: IBTC honors MLK with ‘Mountaintop’

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By John Lyle Belden

I have been to the Lorraine Motel.

The site near downtown Memphis, Tenn., where the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. was assassinated, is now a monument and museum. Its façade was restored so that it is frozen in time to April 1968. This exterior, accessible to the public even when the museum is closed, has plaques and media to help visitors understand what happened there.

However, to see inside King’s room, you only need travel as far as Mass. Ave. in downtown Indy, for the Indianapolis Black Theater Company production of “The Mountaintop,” written by Katori Hall, directed by company artistic director Tijideen Rowley.

The audio as you take your seats at the main stage of the District Theatre is of King delivering the speech that gives the play its name. He relates the struggle for civil rights as a long historic journey, and famously likens himself to Moses of the Bible who was allowed to view the Promised Land from atop a mountain, knowing he would not go there himself.

Given what would happen the very next day, this rings prophetic, but King knew that the constant death threats, dissatisfaction within his own movement, and even harassment by the FBI would somehow catch up to him. In supporting a strike by Black sanitation workers and speaking out about Vietnam, as well as years of the work for which we honor him now, he was likely one of the most hated men in America. Perhaps, also, he thought he wouldn’t live naturally long enough to see real progress (could he have made it to 2008?).

Daniel A. Martin takes on King like a bespoke suit, shining with intelligence and charisma, but also just a man, troubles on his mind, who could really use a cigarette. He connects with home by the bedside telephone – after checking it for a bug – to hear the voices of his wife and daughter in Atlanta. Soon after, he is visited by a maid, delivering room service.

The beautiful young woman, Camae, is both deferential to the famous “Preacher King” and a bit sassy, which he can’t help liking. Her speech has an almost comical brokenness, peppered with occasional profanity and words that seem out of place. She is so much more than she seems.

Opening night featured a wonderful performance by Dija Renuka as Camae. Due to an unexpected health issue, her role is now played by prepared understudy Clarissa Michelle. (Standing by to understudy King is Bryan Ball.)

Hall, a Memphis native, gave the play rich details for Rowley and the cast to work with, humanizing a man now considered a saint, even by those who would have opposed him in his era. Martin delivers a genuine performance of a man confronting stages of grief for his life and, he fears, his legacy. Through him we see the toll the work has taken and the need for it to continue.

Serious as it all gets, there are moments of welcome humor, including absurd bits that work in context. Just pull out a stage-fake Pall Mall, and relax. Tomorrow, the baton of his race is in your hand.

Performances of “The Mountaintop” are Thursday through Sunday, Sept. 25-28, at the District, 627 Massachusetts Ave., Indianapolis. (Ball plays King on Thursday.) Get info and tickets at indydistricttheatre.org.

Mud Creek hosts marital mayhem

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By John Lyle Belden

We are cordially invited to a wedding in the quaint and quirky town of Faro, Texas – at least we hope there’s one.

Mud Creek Players presents “Dearly Beloved,” the popular comedy by Jessie Jones, Nicholas Hope, and Jamie Wooten, directed by MCP president Dani Lopez-Roque.

We await the blessed event in a church fellowship hall as the Futrelle sisters – Honey Raye (Lisa Warner Lowe), Frankie (Jennifer Poynter) and Twink (Lea Ellingwood) – must work together to make the wedding of Frankie’s daughter Tina Jo (Breanna Helms) as perfect as possible.

Estranged from her siblings, Honey is welcome to pitch in if she can stop flirting in her search for Husband No. 5. To Frankie’s horror, Twink’s idea of catering is a potluck supper, complete with hog roast in a pit behind the church. Frankie’s husband Dub (Jason Roll) and the bride’s twin sister Gina Jo (Helms) are also on hand to help, as well as friend Raynerd Chisum (Fred Margison) and wedding planner/florist Geneva Musgrave (Laura Gellin). Not wishing to help, or for the nuptials to even happen, is mother of the groom Patsy Price (Marie McNelis).

Unknown to the others, Twink has seen a fortune teller, Nelda Lou (Addie Taylor), who told her if she is to be married herself, she must attend a wedding with her boyfriend Wiley Hicks (Kevin Smith) – which is why her beau is there despite being severely sick, and on way too much cold medicine. Dub also has a secret, which he hopes to reveal later at the reception.

UPS driver Justin Waverly (Stephen Di Carlo) arrives delivering bad news: the minister can’t come to the wedding. However, as he is also a seminary student, Justin can officiate. This is followed by worse news: the bride and groom are headed out of town! Local police officer John Curtis Buntner (Jackson Hawkins) is dispatched to fetch them back.

From the opening scene at Geneva’s Bookoo Bokay all the way to the ceremony at the end, there are practically non-stop laughs, punctuated by all the feelings such a day can summon – love, rage, etc. Still, amongst the flurry of things going wrong, the important stuff goes right.

The entire cast get into their characters, bringing us into the fun. Lowe, Poynter, and Ellingwood exhibit sibling chemistry, both when sparks fly and when they join forces. Roll is sweet as the long-suffering dad and husband. Helms shows a knack for physical comedy, particularly when Gina Jo deals with her crush on Justin. Smith, playing a man who barely knows what planet he’s on, provides some of the wildest moments.

It feels appropriate to have a “barn” at the edge of the city host this charming and hilarious piece of small-town silliness with heart as big as Texas. Performances of “Dearly Beloved” are Friday through Sunday, Sept. 19-21, and Sept. 26-27, at 9740 E. 86th St., Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at mudcreekplayers.org.