tragicomedy

Join Belfry for novelist’s life-changing homecoming

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By John Lyle Belden

We often find wit and wisdom in tragic moments, and in “Joined at the Head,” playwright Catherine Butterfield looked into an event in her own life for inspiration.

In the current production, presented by The Belfry Theatre at The Cat in Carmel, directed by Larry Adams, a 30-something writer’s return to her old hometown finds her connecting with an old flame, but with an interesting twist.

Maggie Mulroney (Kat Krebs) has finally written a bestseller, a novel about a father-daughter relationship she says is inspired by hers with her own father, who died from cancer years ago. Her bookstore tour brings her to Newbridge, Mass., where she grew up. While there, Jim Burroughs (Kelly Keller), her steady boyfriend in high school, calls to invite her to his house to catch up, and to meet his wife.

Curious and nervous, she goes. His wife, coincidentally named Maggy (Dana Lesh), was a cheerleader in the next-younger class and a straight-arrow personality, so not in the social circle of misbehaving Jim and Maggie. Now, she is in a loving marriage to Jim – and struggling with advanced cancer. Though an understandably awkward meeting at first (one of many humorous moments), they find they share some personality traits as well as homonym names.

As Butterfield’s proxy, Maggie also acts as narrator, frequently stepping up to the fourth wall to elaborate on the scenes. To keep her story straight, Maggy occasionally – to Maggie’s chagrin – steps up and ensures the narrative stays on track.

In various roles are the ensemble of Lexi Gray (including a charming Bed & Breakfast proprietor), Sammie Maier (including an appearance as Maggie’s mother), Sydney Heller (including a hospital nurse), Ben Lagow (including Raymond Terwilliger of PBS station WGBH’s “Best of Boston”), Ethan Pierce, and Zach Buzan.

The story goes to numerous settings, so the simple scenic design by Scott Post (decoration by Claudia Macrae) relies on the flow of the actors and lighting by Eric Matters to nimbly help us see them in whatever places our imagination fills in, aided by a clever single panel at the center of the back of the stage.

At Adams’ urging, the three leads delve into the serious complexity of their relatable characters. We’ve seen Keller in so many modes; this shows him at his most vulnerable as the devoted husband taking on Herculean tasks as best he can. Krebs’s Maggie finds herself as the novelist who apparently writes about others to avoid taking a deeper look at herself. Something about the encounter with her namesake starts her on a journey she is afraid to admit she’s taking. Lesh, who we’ve usually seen in a supporting role or in the director’s chair, really shows her command of the stage here. Given Maggy’s struggle, and the saintly good nature with which she confronts it, if this were Broadway she’d be up for a Tony.

While there is gentle dark humor to be had in this story, the plotline of advancing disease might be a challenge for some viewers, depending on one’s own experience. This is a story not only of one woman’s bravery, but of two other people engaging their own. As in other plays in this tragicomic sort of genre, cancer may take a person’s last breath, but it does not get the last word.

Performances of “Joined at the Head” are 8 p.m. Friday, 2 p.m. Saturday and Sunday (May 22-24) at The Cat, 254 Veterans Way, near the downtown Carmel Art & Design district. For info and tickets, go to thebelfrytheatre.com or thecat.biz.

No small parts, just big questions

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By John Lyle Belden

It’s only natural to wonder what roles we fill in the big story of our lives. You feel like the star of your own narrative, but imagine what an unseen audience might think – what if you’re someone else’s supporting character, or merely an “extra”?

Sir Tom Stoppard, who recently passed, considered the minor characters’ point of view in his early masterpiece, “Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead.” Existing in its own reality (with a vague resemblance to 16th-century Denmark), two characters from William Shakespeare’s “Hamlet” sense that they have a purpose, but they have difficulty remembering what, or why.

Eclipse Productions of Bloomington, which enjoys works that draw the audience in with an entertaining approach to thought-provoking theatre, present “R&GAD” in their quirky style. I find it interesting that three of the company’s founders have fully immersed themselves in the play – Konnor Graber as Rosencrantz, Jeremy J Weber as Guilenstern, and Kate Weber is the director. Their sense of introspection may not be all acting.

We meet them in a place where the coin comes up heads more than 90 times in a row. They were summoned from… somewhere… and are called on to do something. Of that much, they are certain. Assistance arrives in the form of the Player King (Chandler Deppert), leader of a group of Tragedians who appear like something from a Goth circus, or players in a Haunted House attraction. These thespians specialize in tales of bloody death and are thus on their way to perform for Prince Hamlet.

The Mechanicals are Sonia Velazquez, Jo Moran, Megan Canonica, Luna DeCastro, and Dan Heise as Alfred.

From here, our lead characters find themselves in and out of the bigger play, meeting crafty/crazy Hamlet (Sam Durnil), Polonius (Tom Trent), Ophelia (Savannah Sexton-Wisley), King Claudius (Rene Llewellyn), and Queen Gertrude (B. Stryker DeLong).

It helps to know the Shakespeare work, but not entirely necessary – understand at least that the acting troupe was also a part of that drama, performing a play-within-the-play at Hamlet’s instruction to prick the conscience of the King. Other clues to the plot of “Hamlet” are scattered throughout, observed or discussed by R&G.

Deppert is engaging and wily with a sense of glorious purpose as the Player King. Excusing his antics with “We’re actors; we’re the opposite of people!” he embodies both a part of this surreal environment and a critique of it.

Weber displays nervous energy as Guildenstern, adamant to gain some understanding of what is happening. Meanwhile Graber is easy-going and a bit fey as Rosencrantz, curious but reluctant. Their minds are sharp, though, honed with the games of Questions.

It is left to us to consider what exactly is happening with these gentlemen, and where they are. Are they souls in Purgatory? Two-dimensional figments of the Bard’s imagination given sentience? Mr. Stoppard’s fever dream? The play’s the thing, as someone once said.

Kudos to Sexton-Wisley and Vera Wagler for special FX and makeup. Yasheka Solara choreographed the dancing featured in a couple of scenes.

For a wonderful examination of one of the greatest stage tragedies through the eyes of a couple of bit players, discover “Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead,” Friday through Sunday at The Constellation Playhouse, 107 W. 9th St., Bloomington. Get info and tickets at eclipseproductionscompany.com.

‘August’ in June in Westfield

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By John Lyle Belden

It may be cliché, but the phrase “putting the ‘fun’ in dysfunctional” completely fits the Tony and Pulitzer winning tragicomedy “August: Osage County” by Tracy Letts, now on stage for another weekend at the Basile Westfield Playhouse, presented by Main Street Productions, directed by Brent Wooldridge.

Set in in 2007 in rural Oklahoma, where the hills near Tulsa meet the plains, we open with retired poet and professor Beverly Weston (Rob Lawson) hiring Johnna (Bella King) to help care for the house and his wife Violet (Sally Carter), who struggles with mental issues, cancer, and drug addiction. Being not related to anyone else in the play, the young Cheyenne woman will be about the only truly sane and sensible character in the cast.

Soon, Beverly disappears and family members come out of the woodwork (or at least fly in from other states). Strain, secrets, and substance use all take their toll in scenes both hilarious and disturbing – often simultaneously.

Carter gives a tour de force performance, swinging from one extreme to another, to moments of cool rationality, throughout. In turn, Violet’s daughters have their own issues with which they don’t deal well: Barbara (Molly Bellner) divorcing husband Bill (Jeff Peabody) and at wits end with teen daughter Jean (Megan Janning); Ivy (Monya Wolf) chafing to get out from under her mother’s thumb while keeping a devastating secret; and Karen (Caity Withers), who is set to marry Steve (JB Scoble), a guy so sketchy he could only be from Florida. Meanwhile, Violet’s sister Mattie Fay (Julie Dutcher) spreads bitterness that only her saintly patient husband Charlie (Jim LaMonte) can tolerate, saving her sharpest barbs for “loser” adult son Little Charles (Jonathan Rogers). Also on hand is Sheriff Deon Gilbeau (Mike Bauerle), who was Barbara’s prom date in high school. Each of these actors get several moments to shine.

Set design by Ron Roessler gives us a full house to hold all the action, while allowing easy movement, visibility and acoustics (attic scenes were as audible as on stage). Susan Yeaw is stage manager.

Hearts and dishes will break in this skewed portrait of Americana. Performances are Thursday through Sunday, June 15-18, at 230 N. Union St., Westfield. Get info and tickets at westfieldplayhouse.org.