Southbank ‘Crucible’: It’s not the witches we should fear

By John Lyle Belden

In times of turmoil, people turn to faith either for hope or, too often, to look for monsters. Such was 1692 in Massachusetts Colony, when the blending of the Puritan church and state led to tragic hysteria. Such also was the 1950s, when the Red Scare inspired playwright Arthur Miller to look back to America’s genuine witch hunt to give us “The Crucible.”

In 2025, with political chaos and crisis churning daily, Southbank Theatre mounts a production of Miller’s play with an incredibly talented and dedicated cast. The period script with a more contemporary look bridges these eras, emphasizing this story’s relevance.   

Mostly true to the historical events, the play begins with girls engaged in a mesmerizing, mysterious dance. The Rev. Parris (Doug Powers) happens upon them, and in the shock of being caught in such forbidden activity – the dancing alone being punishable – his young daughter Betty (Ellie Richart) falls unconscious. Parris is furious, not just at what appeared to be a secret rite with some participants possibly naked, but more that his slave Tituba (Kayla Bush) was leading it and his niece and ward Abigail Williams (Hannah Embree) was involved.

Word quickly spreads around the village of Salem, including rumors of witchcraft. Occult expert Rev. John Hale (J. Charles Weimer) is called in to bring calm, but instead he sees signs of the Devil at work. When pressed for an explanation, Tituba fears for her life and tells the men what they want to hear. Arrests, interrogation, trials – and finally, executions – will follow.

Farmer John Proctor (Brian G. Hartz) tries to stay uninterested; however, he had recently had an affair with Abigail, who feels she should take the place of his wife Elizabeth (Morgan Morton) and lists her as an accomplice in her “confession” to witchcraft (giving names being a necessary step to avoid hanging). Also, the Proctors’ servant Mary Warren (Liz Carrier) has been attending and testifying at the court hearings.

We also meet Thomas and Ann Putnam (Darin Richart and Afton Shepard), wealthy landowners with both financial (property of witches is seized and sold) and spiritual (most of their children died in infancy) interest in goings-on. Francis Nurse (James Mannan) finds his wife, the midwife Rebecca (Adrienne Reiswerg) accused. Giles Corey (David Mosedale) likewise sees his innocent inquiry about his own wife jeopardizing their lives. The “bewitched” girls include Susanna Walcott (Mariah Rae Pearson) and the Putnams’ servant Mercy Lewis (Lauren Lotzow).

Director Eric Bryant plays Deputy Governor Thomas Danforth, the lead magistrate, assisted by Judge Hathorne (Paige Scott), with Ezekial Cheever (Matthew Socey) as clerk of the court. Deputy John Willard (Ian Hauer) finds himself having to arrest his friends and neighbors.

When what is and isn’t Christian – or demonic – are matters of law, they must be defined for the sake of enforcement. Modern concerns in the rise of Christian nationalism are echoed in the Puritan inquiries of this drama. The dynamics of power and privilege, or its lack, propel the plot in a situation that ironically becomes devoid of both magick and the mercy of Christ.

Hartz and Morton give powerful performances as the Proctors, finding the courage for their final ordeal. Embree sharply portrays a manipulative girl driven by youthful fantasy, tinged by a genuine fear for her life. Powers gives us the well-meaning local minister, frustrated by what he saw as a lack of respect, now compounded by events going further out of his control.

Bush and Carrier each show the horrors of being powerless with choices that condemn you no matter what you do. Reiswerg appropriately presents a person resolute in her convictions. Unfortunately, so do Bryant and Scott as uncompromising judges. Weimer gives the most complex performance, as a man who finds evil not in an entity but in unbudging egos, leading him to forego his own.

“The Crucible” tests its characters, as well as our own attitudes, a necessary exam for our own time.

Performances resume Wednesday and Thursday (Oct. 29-30), then Saturday and Sunday (Nov. 1-2) at Sheldon Auditorium, 1000 W. 42nd St., Indianapolis (southwest corner of Butler University campus). Get info and tickets at southbanktheatre.org.

Center Stage ‘Outsider’ shows silly side of politics

By John Lyle Belden

At times, the difficult part of satirizing today’s political scene is coming up with something nuttier than what is actually happening. Or, in the case of “The Outsider,” the hilarious comedy by Paul Slade Smith, one could premiere a play in 2015 that in some ways appears to come true in the nine years since.

Center Stage Community Theatre in Lebanon now presents “The Outsider,” directed by Matt McKee with Sabrina Lang. The play is set in an American governor’s office – which state is not said directly, but there is an Indiana flag in the corner. Also, party affiliations are never mentioned as absurdity is non-partisan.

With the popular but corrupt Gov. Larry Clarke (and his whole staff) having resigned due to a sex scandal, the top job has fallen to Lieutenant Governor Ned Newley (Matt Spurlock), who, though highly intelligent and an efficient policy wonk, is totally tongue-tied in public and has botched his swearing-in. Note this takes place “today,” with viral videos on YouTube and other sites.

Chief of Staff (and until this day, Newley’s entire staff) Dave Riley (Neil Acton) is beside himself with worry over his boss’s future. His first hire is friend and expert pollster Paige Caldwell (Veronique Duprey), who manages to bring in nationally renowned political advisor Arthur Vance (Larry Adams). Riley also requested a temp to handle administrative duties, resulting in the appearance of Louise “Lulu” Peakes (Kat Krebs), who boasts experience at dozens of firms because she never lasts a day at any of them due to comical cluelessness.

Vance feels inspired by the Newley video showing the new governor apparently unfit for office. “Unqualified is the new qualified,” says this expert on what the voters want. The fact that Gov. Newley is not stupid only complicates things as Vance sets up a TV interview with local reporter Rachel Parsons (Lauren Lotzow), who arrives with surly cameraman A.C. Petersen (Tom Smith). This attempt to keep the Governor dumbed-down takes a bizarre turn when Lulu stumbles into the office, giving Vance a look at what could be the perfect American political candidate.

Whether you think this is other-worldly absurd or an exaggerated look at current events, the play is non-stop funny, like an SNL opening skit in which all the zingers hit. Acton as Riley plays the neurotic nice guy so well Jimmy Stewart would ask for pointers. Duprey has a natural charm that works perfectly here. Adams brings on contagious energy like a 21st-century political P.T. Barnum with the right sets of cards to get anyone saying what the public (or at least a focus group) wants to hear. Lotzow ably embodies a journalist annoyed with what “the media” have become, yet she must go along to keep a job. Smith, who can make a lot of a little role, does quite a bit with the guy who just wants to stay overlooked while he does his necessary thing.

 Spurlock gives in Newley a perfect rendition of a man who was in a dream job (quietly writing good policy that the one who likes being the public face took credit for) suddenly in way over his head with nearly every neurotic trigger tripped. Still, his honesty and sense of duty towards a government he doesn’t see as bad, or a means to power for its own sake, bring him courage to do what’s right.

As Lulu, Krebs is both a charmer and talented at the deceptively difficult job of consistently playing the ditz in a manner that is so entertaining while we nearly hurt ourselves laughing. Her timing and physicality, as well as Acton’s during the fateful TV spot, elevate the hilarity even more.

Like all good satire, there is a point here, but nothing heavy-handed or preachy. If you see any real-world versions of the attitudes or archetypes presented, just keep them in mind come November.

Whether you can use some topical humor or think politics is no laughing matter, just relax and enjoy “The Outsider,” through Oct. 13 at Center Stage, 604 Powell St., Lebanon. Get info and tickets at centerstagecommunitytheatre.com.

Hyperion hosts good zombie play

By John Lyle Belden

Local performer Brad Staggs said he took it as a challenge when several years ago his wife said, “There’s no such thing as a good play about zombies.” While the silver screen has stories of these undead of varying quality, and television the acclaimed “Walking Dead” (based on a brilliant comic book), this actually was in the realm of possibility.

In “I Love My Zombie,” which Staggs wrote, directed, and took a role in on June 6-9 at Theater at the Fort in Lawrence, he manages not only an entertaining zombie-centered comic drama, but also a tribute to the golden age of television and thinly-disguised tribute to the bold character of the legendary Lucille Ball.

In the Hyperion Players production, Becky Schlomann plays this parallel-America’s TV star June Burns, who, like Ball in our world, runs the production company that makes the number-one 1950s sitcom, “I Love My Wife,” starring her and her husband, Jimmy Teague (Ron May), who happens to be a zombie.

In the last days of World War II, the Nazis released an experimental gas as they retreated, which the Allied soldiers and civilian aid workers did not feel the effects of for a few years. In varying states of decay, yet fully active, the turned zombies, recognizable by sickly colored skin, were designated Stage One, like Jimmy, physically and mentally intact; Stage Two, like comic Sy Greenblaum (Jerry Robbins), losing body parts that can be simply reattached to regain function; Stage Three, largely mute and slow of mind but physically strong; and Stage Four, the kind you really don’t want to meet.

Carl Cooper (Robert Fimreite), another Stage One, is president of the Zombie Actors Union, which looks out for performers like Jimmy, as well as the Stage Three stagehands (Lauren Lotzow and Natalie George). June and Jimmy’s human costar Madeline Blonstein (Veronique Duprey) has grown weary of working with the undead; she commiserates with production assistant Michael Eastman (Brynn Lee), who is influenced by the letters published in the paper attributed to the mysterious “Mr. Kaplan,” who calls all zombies a dangerous menace that should be removed from regular human society.

Meanwhile, Gary (David Muller), the Director of “I Love My Wife,” apparently lives in his production booth and we only hear his voice.

This story is narrated to us by LAPD Detective Sam Cutty (Staggs), who tells it during a 1972 police seminar, with the help of his groovy young niece Tammy (Sydney Adams). Cutty was there in 1952 when he was called in to investigate a murder involving the aforementioned characters, leading to a bigger and more sinister plot.

I won’t spoil this, because hopefully this play will return at a later date. Staggs crafted an interesting mystery with lots of fun comic elements, featuring creatures who are not necessarily the bad guys, and not nearly as “mindless” as the attitudes of certain humans. The moral codes of the 1950s add to the atmosphere of discrimination as America deals with another easily misunderstood minority. June takes a stand as a voice for decency, rallying our sympathies as well as her castmates.

Sydney Jackson was assistant director. Beth Fike designed the sets. Ash Dykstra did the un-lifelike makeup.

From our perspective, we say “mission accomplished” for Staggs – a good zombie play with good zombies. This also shows Hyperion further establishing itself as another quality local theatre company. It starts its next season in September with “An Inspector Calls” by J.B. Priestley, directed by Nicole Amsler. See HyperionPlayers.com for details.