Asaykwee and friends present the story behind the Carol

By John Lyle Belden

When you think about it, there is only one ghost featured in Charles Dickens’s “A Christmas Carol.” That would be the tortured soul of Jacob Marley; other beings present as “spirits” not of a particular person but a vague experience – Christmas Past, Present, and Future, as well as the consequences of poverty.

Local creative Ben Asaykwee apparently did think about it and expanded on these concepts to create a new holiday musical, “Wonders,” which has its world premiere at The District Theater in downtown Indy.

To bring his ideas to life, he once again casts his December show in “Q-munity” style, finding a place in cast or chorus for all 46 new and veteran actors who applied, including about a dozen children. Under Asaykwee’s direction, they harmonize into a large stage family, welcoming us into the story they tell.

A couple of other things to note:

* It is essential you have some familiarity with the original Dickens story, as this is a sort of companion piece to that narrative, presenting the perspective of the ethereal beings who undertake the mission of redeeming Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge. In this story, the quest is necessary not only for his wellbeing, but also for mankind’s.

* As for the old miser, Scrooge himself makes only one brief, uncredited appearance. To set things in motion for a very eventful Christmas Eve, we meet various supporting characters from the book, including Fezziwig (Bastian Ciucci Russell or Calvin Meschi); Bob and Mary Cratchit (Noah Lee and Elizabeth Gee), Scrooge’s sister (Lillie Oblon) and his former sweetheart (Michelle Wofford); and, stranded in “The Pale,” the shade of Marley (Kevin Caraher).

* This may be Asaykwee’s most ambitious high-concept work that we have seen. Set largely in the realm of the spirits of humanity – a place they for their own reasons call the Basket – we are outside of conventional earthly dimensions and “time appears differently here.” Though the production has the feel of experimental theatre, once we get a handle on the concepts in the opening scenes it all mostly works, and it helps that to the audience, the spirits are very friendly guides – even ones we associate with more negative aspects of life.

Within this Basket we find a pantheon of spirits that include Truth (Asaykwee), Hope (Sarah Zimmerman), Joy (Noah Winston), Pleasure (Tiffanie Holifield), Honor (Maria Meschi), Ambition (Jaddy Ciucci), Curiosity (Shelbi Berry Kamohara), Fear (Matt Anderson), Memory (Hannah Elizabeth Boswell), Avarice (Kallen Ruston), Creativity (Zach Himes), and Innocence (Megan Arrington), who does much of the narration. They maintain the balance of light and darkness for mortals they refer to as “Turtles,” seeing humans as slow and simple.

In this mythos, these entities consider themselves strands in a “braid” that binds human order. However, two aspects – Apathy and Despair – became lost and formed The Knot, a state of pervasive darkness. The others carry wonder as a tangible energy supply helping keep it at bay; still, The Knot is strengthening. Yet down in Dickensian London, a man with the most dark of souls could help turn the tide if he is made, somehow, to see the light. To get results, the mission must focus on the most optimistic day of the year – Christmas.

This complex production manages a sort of holiday miracle in that the strands of plot around the events and characters of “Carol,” interlaced with the immortals’ own struggles, stay cohesive and easy to follow. Asaykwee infuses it all – script and original songs – with his entertaining style, a sort of fun yet daring and mischievous sense of humor reminiscent of legends like Danny Kaye or Gene Wilder. Aside from Dickens, we can see stylistic influences of “Inside Out,” “Neverending Story,” and practically any movie where an angelic being tries to directly influence mortals (“…Wonderful Life”? “Xanadu”?).

Boswell assists with direction, and Ruston is assisted as stage manager by Sofie Frank. The wonderfully colorful and eclectic costumes for the pantheon are a group effort by the cast along with Kristin Boyd, Allison Jones, Kat Robinson, Traci Snider, Asha Patel, Robyn Lamey, and Ben Lamey.

The mortal “Turtles” are distinguished by simple black outfits, yet shine in their own way. Aside from Caraher, Lee, Gee, and Wafford, they are portrayed by Emerson Black, Ava Button, Carrie Cooper, Jenson Dasbach, Jessica Dickenson, Trèvon D. Foote, Carl Gallagher, Beth Gibson, Spencer Hahn, Lillian Hall, Zara Heck, Mandy Holzhausen, Anna Lee, Ethan Lee, Ashley Marshall, and Morgan Patrick-Roof. Filling in as Cratchit kids, urchins, and small but potent Spirits are Bastian Ciucci Russell, Cosette Clemens, Patrick Clemens, Lyra Dickson, Elsie Huldeen, Amaryllis Lebow, Xylah-Rose Lebow, Zinnia Joy Lebow, Sam Lee, Calvin Meschi, Aaliyah Oblon, Lillie Oblon, and Amelie Pellerin.

Performances are sharp throughout the cast, and roles such as Hope, Curiosity, Innocence, Memory, Joy, Pleasure, and Fear really show off the depth of the players’ talents.

But what of Past, Present, and Yet-to-Come? Join the journey by “candle-shine” and watch to see how they are revealed. Performances of “Wonders” run through Dec. 21 at The District Theatre, 627 Massachusetts Ave., Indianapolis. Get tickets at IndyDistrictTheatre.org or call 317-522-8099.

Little extras make Z&Z ‘Rocky’ an ‘absolute pleasure’

By John Lyle Belden

It’s been a few years since we looked in on the Zach & Zack (“Zachk”) production of “The Rocky Horror Show” (not the movie, the original Richard O’Brien stage play) and “Brad, I’m so glad” I returned for this year’s edition.

If you are reading this, odds are you know the story – a super-campy musical tribute to the spooky “science-fiction double-feature” of decades past. If you don’t… well, “virgins,” this isn’t just a play, it’s an experience. Just roll with the weirdness and shout along when prompted.

That’s one of the cool things about this production: The audience prompts are flashed above the stage. It keeps everyone mostly in unison, though it standardizes the shouts and we are asked not to add more if we know additional lines (I said quite a few, normal-voiced, at my table, surprised by how many I remembered).

Producer Zach Rosing and director Zack Neiditch have assembled an excellent cast of joyous freaks. In charge of this menagerie is the incomparable Tim Hunt as Dr. Frank N. Furter, the “Sweet Transvestite” and our host as “a-hole” square Brad (Suraj Choudhary) and naïve “slut” Janet (Logan Hill) arrive at his castle looking for a phone but instead finding a mad experiment – bringing life (itself!) to the muscular Creature, Rocky (Johnnie Ray Hughes). Overseeing this mayhem are Matt Branic as Riff-Raff, Elizabeth Gee as Magenta, and Matthew Altman as a marvelous trans Columbia (it completely works, especially when the costume malfunctions).

Steven Ryan Crays appears as unfortunate Eddie and returns as the noble Dr. Scott. The funky phantom ensemble are Alexa Abbott, Megan Arrington, Kelvin Burzon, Brittany Michelle Davis, Danny Kingston, and Kendrell Stiff.

Most impressive to me was the interludes with our dramatic Narrator, Craig Kemp. While initially shown on the nearby screen in the expected stuffy study, his performance literally goes all over the place. You never know where he and his faithful videographer will appear next as he expresses in solemn tones the goings-on and how imperiled our (sorta) innocent couple truly are. This aspect of the show adds to an already immersive experience, raising the entertainment value, especially for us jaded “Rocky” veterans.

A Halloween treat for mature audiences with immature tastes, “The Rocky Horror Show” runs through Nov. 2 at the Athenaeum Theatre (due to its historic nature, no bringing “props” allowed), 401 E. Michigan in downtown Indy (corner of Michigan, New Jersey, and Mass Ave). For tickets, go to rockyhorrorindy.com.

ATI: World premiere musical exposes ‘Mr. Confidential’

By John Lyle Belden

Publisher Bob Harrison just wanted to make a magazine that everyone would buy, and everybody would talk about. He got his wish, briefly outselling Reader’s Digest, but what people – especially the famous – had to say was nearly more than he could handle.

This is the true story behind “Mr. Confidential,” the new musical getting its world premiere at Actors Theatre of Indiana. Both the book-of-the-musical and the big, detailed book of the same name are by Samuel Garza Bernstein, whose lyrics are set to music by David Snyder.

Harrison (Don Farrell) has gotten some notoriety around New York for his girlie magazines. No naughty bits are revealed, but frilly undies and bathing suits are enough to get him in trouble in 1952. Still, if visual suggestions of sex and sin can’t get published, what’s to stop printing words about it – especially when everyone privately buzzes about how the squeaky-clean image of Hollywood is a dirty sham.

Harrison gets everyone involved: his sister and business partner Edith Tobias (Cynthia Collins), headstrong niece Marjorie Meade (Shelbi Berry Kamohara), naïve nephew Michael Tobias (Jacob Butler), devoted girlfriend Jeannie Douglas (Diana O’Halloran*), and even legendary broadcast journalist Walter Winchell (John Vessels), who brings in zealous Commie-hunter Howard Rushmore (Tim Fullerton) to manage the magazine and provide provocative political content.

“Confidential” magazine is a hit, and soon Marjorie, tired of being little more than wife to Fred Meade (Kieran Danaan), heads out to Los Angeles to get Hollywood dirt right from the source, with informants including exotic model/actress Francesca de la Pena (Jaddy Ciucci).

Back in New York, Rushmore bristles at there being far more stories about “deviants” than secret Reds, and makes his move. Big Bob counters with an alleged brush with death that captures the nation’s attention, so his now-former managing editor enacts a most public and sensational revenge.

The cast also includes Judy Fitzgerald as Rushmore’s wife, Jason Frierson as the Los Angeles County prosecutor, Alex Coveny as Harrison’s attorney, and Emily Bohannon and Megan Arrington in various roles such as pin-up models and trial witnesses.

Farrell’s charisma and Collins’ no-nonsense approach set the high bar that all meet in their performances. Vessels’ knack for going from serious to silly in a heartbeat, complete with you-gotta-be-kidding-me expression, make him an excellent Winchell (and the judge at trial). Berry Kamohara employs her awesome voice exquisitely, especially when singing the potential classic, “Girl Next Door.” O’Halloran manages to project the air of a trusting woman with her own mind in a role where she could come off as a subservient ditz. Fullerton nimbly carries Rushmore down a path of single-minded obsession reminiscent of Javert in “Les Mis,” and just as self-destructive.

The show is enhanced by numerous projections of genuine headlines, photos, and magazine pages, as well as moments of celebrities declaring their shock at finding such stories about them in print. This, and versatile sets, are courtesy of Willem De Vries, with Baxter Chambers on lighting and Zach Rosing on sound. Kevin Casey is stage manager, assisted by Emma Littau.

Silly journalist that I am, I could be burying a lead here – that work is under way to get “Mr. Confidential” to a New York stage.

Is it ready for Broadway? I’m no expert, merely a long-time observer, so I am not qualified to say “no” (that’s too pessimistic for this blog anyway) but I’m sensing it’s not a “yes” – yet. To borrow from home improvement culture, I’d say this musical has “good bones.” The base story is fascinating, it has good songs, and meaty roles. My guess is that, like many that have gone on to meet Tony, this show will see some revisions and evolution as it makes its way to ever-bigger markets, and perhaps the Big Apple.

So, wouldn’t you like to get in on the ground floor, see what the fuss is about, and meet the guy who alerted eager readers to the possibility that Liberace was not a man’s man in the way they thought?

One weekend remains, performances Friday through Sunday, May 12-14, at the Studio Theater in the Center for the Performing Arts in downtown Carmel. For information and tickets, go to atistage.org or thecenterpresents.org. Bernstein’s book, “Mr. Confidential,” and other merch are also available for sale.

(*The actress was misidentified in the initial posting of this review. We apologize for the error and any confusion.)