‘Ship of Dreams’ surfaces again

By John Lyle Belden

December of 1997 saw the release of a film that at the time of its premiere was heralded as possibly the most expensive, overwrought flop ever to come out of Hollywood. But to everyone’s shock, it somehow failed to fail, breaking box office records, taking in billions of dollars, and winning numerous awards.

This sure-fire bomb didn’t sink despite its numerous production issues and cost-overruns, bladder-testing length, whining earworm of a featured song, exploitation of over a thousand deaths to deliver an improbable romantic plot, and even the presence of Billy Zane. It is suspected the movie was buoyed by past and eventual Oscar winners Leonardo DiCaprio, Kate Winslet, and the incomparable Kathy Bates, but I believe a lack of talking dolphins is to blame.

Fortunately, local hero Paige Scott and her Working Class Socialite company have risen from the depths of the Indianapolis comedy/improv scene to finally present James Carmeron’s “Titanic” as the absurd farce it was meant to be. Revised and expanded from its 2023 IndyFringe Festival premiere, “Ship of Dreams” sails (and sinks) again!

Courtney McClure and Elysia Rohn portray old and young Rose, Hannah Boswell is Jack, Shelby Myers is Ismay, Meg McLane is Billy, Tracy Herring is Kathy, Ariel Laukins is the First Mate, and Brittany Magee is Rose’s Mom, the Iceberg, and in an Award-Worthy Performance, the ship’s Propeller. Jason Adams gives us The Captain and all the visual effects you will ever need (where’s his Oscar?).

You’ll laugh; you’ll cr-, I mean laugh some more; you’ll not give a cuss about the room-on-the-door meme because there is just too much other weird and silly stuff going on to care. Still, in its near-faithful (though mercifully 90 minute) ultra-low-budget recreation of the major beats of the film (plus swipes at Leo’s other roles and such) Scott and friends slip in a bit of a tribute to what made this wreck of a movie such a magical event a little over 25 years ago.

Warm up the Model T (clean the backseat first) and head over to the IndyFringe Indy Eleven Theatre at 719 E. St. Clair St., Indianapolis for performances Thursday through Sunday, April 18-21. Get tickets at indyfringe.org.

ALT: Big issues in small-town meeting

By Wendy Carson

Small town politics is much more important than it appears. As we see in “The Minutes,” by Tracy Letts, a lot can happen in a single meeting, and missing it could change your whole standing within the community itself.

Such is the plight of Mr. Peel (Josh Ramsey), who missed last week’s City Council meeting to attend to his dying mom. He knows something major occurred from overhearing the others talk but only discovers it resulted in the removal of Mr. Carp (Charles Goad) from the council.

His queries to Mayor Superba (Stephen Roger Kitts II) and clerk Ms. Johnson (Susannah Quinn) get him nowhere. However, Mr. Hanratty (Scot Greenwell) is willing to help him shed a little light on the matter in return for support towards his proposal.

The council is filled with a plethora of quirky characters. Mr. Blake (Ian Cruz) is a paranoid schemer who is overly confident of the success of his bill regardless of its practicality. Mr. Breeding (Raymond Kester) is “The Weathervane” of the town but has no desire to make waves of his own. Ms. Innes (Suzanne Fleenor) has some good points to make but buries them inside a tangle of poetry and nonsense that annoys even the most even-tempered in the room. Mr. Oldfield (Len Mozzi), who served on the council the longest, has a tendency to ramble and forget things. Mr. Assalone (Tristan Ross) is “The Junkyard Dog” of the group and made even more imposing by his brother being Town Sheriff. Finally, Ms. Metz (Paige Scott), while physically present, pops so many pills that we have no idea where her mind actually is.

With the Big Cherry Heritage Festival rapidly approaching and its planning the most important thing that the Council actually does, Mr. Peel finds the unexplained absence of last week’s minutes – as well as where Mr. Carp is – to be of far greater import.

Directed by Chris Saunders for American Lives Theatre, this comic drama shows Letts’ ability to connect with and in a relatable manner reflect the personalities of small-town America. While there is much hilarity within these scenes, there is an equal amount of reality as to the inner workings of city government.

The talent level of the cast is spectacular and under Saunders’ steady hand, none of them overshadow each other and perform as a well-oiled machine.

So, who is the real hero of The Battle of Mackie Creek? What is more important, truth or the status quo? Why is the town named Big Cherry? These questions and much, much more will be answered (mostly) at the Phoenix Theatre Cultural Centre, 705 N. Illinois St., Indianapolis, through Feb. 11. For tickets and information, visit phoenixtheatre.org or americanlivestheatre.org.

Fringe hosts North Pole comedy mystery

By Wendy Carson

Defiance Comedy is known for its zany musical spoofs and original content. This year this local comic crew brings us a delightful new treat for the holidays, “Claus Out,” a hilarious parody of the “Knives Out” film franchise.

Twenty years ago, Rudolph was murdered. While Prancer was initially charged, a lack of concrete evidence released him. Amid the chaos, Santa Claus disbanded his reindeer team.

Now, each reindeer has been mysteriously invited back to the scene of the crime, where Santa plans to reveal the truth behind this tragedy. Unfortunately, he is murdered just prior to the revelation. Now there is a bigger case to be solved.

While you may think you know those involved, their true personalities and motives are much cloudier. Take Dasher (Austin Hookfin), dripping with jealousy at the usurping of his leadership role of the team; Dancer (Charlie Rankin) whose affair with a bad-boy reindeer threatens her goody-goody image; Prancer (Joseph David Massingale), the initial suspect whose two days in lock-up left a lasting impression; Vixen (Paige Scott), the sultry seductress with an eye towards wearing the Big Hat; Comet (Shelby Myers), who thinks this is all because Merry is in retrograde and perhaps the right crystal/tea combination will fix everything; Cupid (Preston Dildine), whom everyone loathes, but he used his hiatus from the team to become an internet mogul; and Donder (Kelsey VanVoorst) and Blitzen (Ben Rockey) who are unabashedly German party animals though perhaps a bit slow on the uptake.

Add into the mix, Elfie (Robin Kildall), who is just trying to keep the Christmas Spirit alive while going full fan-girl on the famous Detective Benoit Bellz (Jason Adams), who was also mysteriously invited in order to solve the crime.

Writer/Director Matt Kramer digs deep into his bag of treats to give us a bounty of laughs, gags and moments of pure comic delight. The amazingly talented cast brings his works and lyrics to life perfectly, not to mention their mastery of Emily Bohannon’s choreography.

Who killed the most famous reindeer? And their boss? As the cast sings in “Intermission Song,” you may think you know, but you’re probably wrong. Find out at the IndyFringe Theatre, 719 E. St. Clair St., Indianapolis, Dec. 8-10 and 14-16. For tickets, go to indyfringe.org.

FTC ‘Spook-tacular’ returns

By John Lyle Belden

In the spirit of a local theatre tradition that satirizes and celebrates the December holidays, Fonseca Theatre Company gives the Spooky Season its due with “Boo-la-la!”

Directed by FTC producing director Jordan Flores Schwartz, we get a dozen funny skits and songs dealing with Halloween and various horror personalities, performed with gusto by Bryan Ball, Ashton Driscoll, Charlie Rankin, and Lara Romero. Script contributions are by Jean Arnold, Michael Donohue, Christine Kruze, Paige Scott, Emily Worrell, and it just wouldn’t be one of these shows without a piece by Mark Harvey Levine, who has a bit of fun with the long-deceased Bard of Avon.

Do black cats feel lucky? How does an old frightener compete with new haunted attractions at the other end of the hollow? What’s the adoption fee for a werewolf? And what material would Mary Shelley bring to open mic night? These and other life and death questions get answered, or at least hilariously mocked in this fun production for all ages – a 10-ish boy was at our performance, and we heard him remark to his folks afterward how much he enjoyed it.  

“Boo-La-La! An Indianapolis Spook-tacular 2” runs through October 29 at 2508 W. Michigan St., Indianapolis. Get info and tickets at fonsecatheatre.org.

Storefront: Online issues more than black and white in new drama

By John Lyle Belden

In today’s social media world, more than your banking information is at risk.

In local performer and playwright Paige Scott’s new drama, “Black Hat Duncan,” presented by Storefront Theatre of Indianapolis, a regular internet user – adept, but not a coder – gets caught in a bizarre trap.

Deidre (Carrie Ann Schlatter) finds herself drunk-texted by Mandy (Miranda Nehrig), a young woman she has never met. After dealing with some naughty photos, and later, a costly scam, Deidre finally tracks down her apparent attacker, only to find that Mandy was hacked as well.

Between scenes with the women, the mysterious Black Hat (Joshua Ramsey) presents himself to the audience. He’s wearing a mask, of course, but he is confident you will never find him. Still, he can find you. In true gloating-villain style, he presents his nihilistic reasoning, twisted justification for his psychopathy, and how he so easily accomplished the “punishment” of his latest victim.

And we find that he is not the only one with misdeeds and secrets.

Directed by Chelsea Anderson, this cast is a wonderful blend of actors who seem to enjoy playing a little dark, energizing their performances in this very of-the-moment story. Scott’s cautionary tale fascinates and entertains, presenting an online underworld that reveals just how close our tech is to a Mission: Impossible adventure. Just hope the agent you’re working with wears a White Hat.

Projected images of cell and internet activity include some lingerie shots, so audience members must check their own phones in a secure box kept by Storefront staff during the performance, to prevent life from imitating this art.

One weekend of this world premiere of “Black Hat Duncan” remains, Friday through Sunday, July 21-23, at 2416 E. 55th Place (across from the North Keystone Meijer), Indianapolis. All tickets are pay-what-you-can. For info and reservations, go to storefrontindy.com.

Unflinching, uncompromising ‘Road Trip’

By Wendy Carson

As you can guess by the title, “Abortion Road Trip,” Fonseca Theater Company’s latest offering deals with one of the most polarizing subjects of the last fifty-plus years. Rachel Lynett’s script delves into the reasons and reasoning behind the choice to have, or not have, an abortion. Nothing is sugar-coated here, which is why it is important for women especially to see and hear this story. I’m not saying it will change your opinion, but it will open some eyes as to what access to this single procedure actually means for the female gender.

Set in 2016, just after Texas made abortion access illegal, sisters Minnie (Leona Jones) and Lexa (Viviana Quinones) hire a cab to take them from their home in Houston to the nearest clinic in Albuquerque, N.M. (nearly 885 miles, according to Google). Lexa’s aversion to flying, she says, is the reason behind this strange mode of travel.

While on the road, Lexa, Minnie and their Driver (Carrie Ann Schlatter) talk through the incidents and choices that have brought them all together in this “adventure.” While Lexa is unwavering in her decision to have the abortion, her manic questioning and need for them all to “get heavy” hints at her anxiety over her entire situation.

These vignettes are acted out with the help of Megan Ann Jacobs, who portrays both Taylor (Driver’s wife) and Quinn (Lexa’s best friend and Minnie’s girlfriend), and Paige Scott as the sisters’ loving Mom. I would like to note that for anyone who thinks the stories are absurdist propaganda, I have either experienced or been a party to every one of these scenarios. They are far from uncommon or false.

The sets and props are sparse but road trips and memories need little to be portrayed, making the minimalist approach of Bernie Killian (scenic design) and Rebekah Radloff (props) a fitting lack of distraction. Mad Brown’s costuming skills are highlighted in the change of wigs and clothing to differentiate Quinn from Taylor.

Under the delicate guidance of director Abby Scharbrough, the cast brings this story together beautifully, leavened with dark yet appropriate humor. Jones shows Minnie’s courage and determination in finding her own way without ever feeling diminished in spirit. Quinones shows Lexa as a female who is realizing that she’s no longer a carefree child and now must make adult decisions and deal with their ramifications to everyone else in her life. Schlatter also balances her own character’s change from impartial non-observer to somewhat-willing participant by baring her own scars but holding back enough detail to keep their origins her own.             

Jacobs manages to craft her “accessory” characters into real beings. She shows Taylor’s journey through betrayal and tragedy, ending in a loving hopefulness for the future. Meanwhile, she gives Quinn a kindly sweetness that manages to belie her personal beliefs until they reach their ultimate conclusion.

Perhaps the most effective and stunning turn is Scott as Mom. She brings the love, understanding and warmth that we have all craved from our own mothers but they could never quite equal to the unconditional love and support shown here.

Whatever means of transportation you personally choose, use it to get you to the Fonseca Theater and watch this curious road trip unfold, through Feb. 26 at 2508 W. Michigan St., Indianapolis. Get tickets at FonsecaTheatre.org. (Note: The regular Saturday performance time is now 4 p.m., allowing audiences the evening free for other activities – maybe another play!)

Executive dysfunction in holiday parody

By John Lyle Belden

As we settled in for a long winter’s viewing of “The North Wing,” an original Christmas musical presented by Defiance Comedy at the IndyFringe theatre, Molly North, assistant to the show’s writer and director, Matt Kramer, said this is like if “The West Wing” creator Aaron Sorkin had (presumably under the influence of something) decided to write about the Santa Claus Workshop at the North Pole, and add music.

Well… there is a “walk-and-talk” scene, so we’ll go with that.

Since Burl Ives is dead and Josh Gad costs too much, we have the lovely Paige Scott as our narrator, Jeff the Snowman, ironically with a warmer heart than her other role, Mrs. Claus. The former is charming, literally disarming, and proud to be “a waste of resources.” The latter seems to take pleasure in being naughty – which could be a problem in this setting.

Clay Mabbitt is Thomas the Human (not the one shipped off to New York, that’s another musical), the leading assistant to retiring Head Elf, Mr. Hinkle-Twinkle (Ben Rockey, one of a number of Elfin roles) who apparently learned to speak English by watching “It’s a Wonderful Life.” After another Christmas Eve in which holiday spirit is down, the old man steps down and, before Thomas can be promoted, Mrs. Claus announces an outside hire: Janet (Meg McLane) the human former executive of a Toy Corporation, who has lots of ideas for improving things at The North Wing.

Imminent changes with only 364 Days Until Christmas have elf executive assistant Beatrice (Shelby Myers), Phil the Elf (Austin Hookfin), and random Elves (Rockey and Robin Kildall) very worried. It doesn’t help that Judy Sparkles of North Pole News (Kelsey VanVoorst) reports that disaster is inevitable. It’s enough to drive one to drink – with libations served by Blumpkin the reindeer bartender (VanVoorst in antlers and red nose).

As befits a story inspired by real-world political intrigue, this all gets really silly, really fast. And there are songs. And dancing (choreography by Emily Bohannon). And romance. And, of course, the traditional plots to destroy/save Christmas.

To rescue the holiday, there is a quest for the next must-have toy, which brings – at 164 days to Christmas – the arrival of Binky the Toy Tester (Kildall). Will the thingamajig pass muster? Will it matter?

This cast works together smoothly, and I was particularly impressed with Myers’ performance. The more dramatically inclined Mabbitt makes a great straight man to set up fellow goofballs. Scott’s ability to switch between clown and villain is fun to watch.

As we’ve come to expect from Defiance, this show is full of gut-splitting hilarity and features a number of improv veterans, so expect anything. Also as usual, there’s a bit of ribald innuendo, but aside from the “Naughty” edition 7:30 p.m. Friday and Saturday, there is a “Nice” more all-ages version at 3 p.m. Sunday (Dec. 9-11).

See their style of wacky comedy that sells out Fringe festival shows, now in two full acts, at IndyFringe Basile Theatre, 719 E. St. Clair St., Indianapolis. Get tickets at indyfringe.org.

IndyFringe: Ship of Dreams

This is part of IndyFringe 2022, Aug. 18-Sept. 4 (individual performance times vary) in downtown Indianapolis. Details and tickets at IndyFringe.org.

By Wendy Carson

First of all, I must warn you that this show is one of the hottest selling tickets at this year’s IndyFringe and every performance has and will sell out. Get your tickets immediately, or regret missing the greatest parody of an Oscar-winning tragic film in existence.

Even before the show begins, our captain, Jason Adams, is inviting the crowd to draw some artworks for the overhead projector used during the show

All of the movie’s major plot elements are covered here, including only referring to one character by the name of the actor portraying him. The show features extremely pun-filled dialogue, visuals on the projector, and simple cardboard props used so well they raise the level of each scene where they appear.

The spectacle reaches epic proportions encompassing karaoke, kazoo ballet, a singing iceberg, and the spectacular dance number showing the dramatic ending to the ship.

Paige Scott and her amazingly talented Party Island troupe of performers (Elysia Rohn, Courtney McClure Murray, Aaron Stillerman, Taylor Daine, Chad Woodward, and Brittany Magee) are each spectacular in all their numerous roles. Adams’ work on the overhead projector is just icing on this deliciously witty cake.

The 7:15 p.m. Friday performance is sold out, so act quickly to get on board 1:45 p.m. Sunday, Sept. 4, on the Indy Eleven stage at the IndyFringe Theatre.

‘Hedwig’ heralds Cardinal’s transformation

By Wendy Carson

The on- and Off-Broadway hit musical “Hedwig and The Angry Inch” is a unique experience, even more so now as the final production of Cardinal Stage in Bloomington.

As you enter the theater, you notice that it is in the middle of renovations. Your ushers and the crew are all wearing protective vests and hard hats. The entire place is a miasma of construction, complete with caution tape and even a port-a-potty on stage. However, this sets a perfect scene for the spectacle you are about to behold.

For those of you unfamiliar with the story, Hedwig is a visionary singer who escaped East Germany by way of marriage to a G.I. But her dark reality ruins the fairy tale, as she endured a botched sex-change operation, becoming essentially genderless. Rather than sink into despair, she recreates herself into a rock goddess while also creating a rock god, Tommy Gnosis. As with every other man in her life, he leaves her; still she rages on, continuing to tell her story no matter what.

The most surprising part of this production is that James Rose is one of the few trans, genderfluid, or non-binary performers to play the title role. While one may consider this a bit of stunt-casting, Rose quickly shows the talent and passion that makes Hedwig resonate with any audience.

While I have seen and enjoyed other stagings of this show, Rose is the first performer I’ve seen who shows the true duality of Hedwig and Tommy Gnosis. As developed by originator John Cameron Mitchell (with songs by Stephen Trask), the two are distinct persons but portrayed by the same actor. In the Cardinal production, directed by queer performer John Jarboe, the revelation of Gnosis is the best presented I’ve ever seen. Rose makes Hedwig’s “other half” their own person, with his own distinct reckoning.

Paige Scott as Yitzhak (Hedwig’s “husband” from the former Yugoslavia) brings the anger requisite to the character but subtly shows us the deep love felt for Hedwig. With the character being relegated to the background for much of the story, her transformation during the finale is so much more joyous to behold.

Hedwig’s backup band, The Angry Inch, are comprised of Dan Kazemi on keyboard, Ben Jackson on guitar, Galen Morris on bass, and Bryce Greene on drums. They are all an integral part of the show, not just as accompanists, but also bringing out the true rock-and-roll performances demanded of them. They all bring such a sense of joy to the musical, keeping the story from becoming unbearably morose. They also work the crowd prior to the show – let them know if you’ve spotted “Phyllis” in the audience.

I did particularly love Christopher Simanton & Johna Sewell’s costume and wig designs. They made brilliant use of ordinary objects found on or near a construction site and transformed them into stunning works of art. I do recommend taking a moment or two after the show ends to fully take in their amazing array of “wigs” throughout the space, created by props master Aubrey Krueger.*

Since this is Cardinal’s final production before merging with Bloomington Playwrights Project and Pigasus Institute to form Constellation Stage & Screen, the renovation and rebuilding theme of both the show and its design are quite appropriate. So, say goodbye to the old and welcome the new with this amazing update of what is quickly becoming a timeless classic.

Performances run through June 26 at Waldron Auditorium, 122 S. Walnut St., Bloomington, and tickets are pay-what-you-can. Details at cardinalstage.org.

*This last credit was added after initial posting, when it was pointed out Simanton and Sewell mainly made the wigs (and wig-like objects) for people’s heads. Krueger’s designs are static, displayed around the stage set.

Bard Fest: Scott edit does ‘Measure for Measure’ justice

By John Lyle Belden

“Measure for Measure” is classified by Shakespeare scholars as one of the Bard’s “problem plays,” fitting not quite into the comedies (though using many of the familiar devices) yet not quite a tragedy, as it doesn’t end with someone dying on stage. In adapting the drama for Bard Fest, director Paige Scott lets us know the true “problem” is injustice and misogyny.

In a mythically modern Venice, the Duke (David Mosedale) notes that many laws, especially dealing with vices, have gone unenforced for years. In a bizarre experiment, he charges pious Angelo (Zachariah Stonerock) with taking charge of the Duchy and its ordinances while away on a journey. However, he doubles back, and disguised as a priest, observes how justice is meted out. 

Things get serious quickly, as Claudio (Bradford Riley) is arrested for fornication with now-pregnant Juliette (Brittany Magee) and Angelo coldly sentences the man to death. But when the condemned man’s sister, novice nun Isabella (Morgan Morton) goes to plead for his life, Angelo agrees to do so only in exchange for the woman’s virginity. Appalled, but desperate, Isabella finds herself torn between bad options. Fortunately, a kindly priest offers a solution.

We also have a sense of Angelo’s character in the way he treats his loyal assistant Escalus (Miranda Nehrig), who takes her bruises against the glass ceiling with grin-and-bear-it frustration. 

Magee also plays sex-worker Mistress Overdone, as well as Angelo’s nearly-forgotten fiance Marianna. Further good performances from Aaron Henze as Lucio – a good friend to Claudio, but a flair for exaggeration is his undoing – and Daryl Hollonquest Jr. as Pompey, a “bawd” barely a step ahead of dogged constable Elbow (Tracy Herring).

Stonerock plays his calculating villany chillingly straight, his contemporary suit and tie reminding us that not much has changed in the last 400 years with men in charge. Morton bristles as a woman in a conflict she should never have to endure, finding her Churchly authority useless, cheapened to a powerful man’s fetish. 

There is humor and an imperfect happy ending, but Scott’s skillful edit leaves us appropriately unsettled, focused on three women bravely looking for their fair “measure.” 

This stunning, conversation-starting production has performances Friday through Sunday, Oct. 29-31, at IndyFringe Basile Theatre, 719 E. St. Clair, Indianapolis. Info and tickets at indybardfest.com.