By Lynn Venhaus

August Wilson’s powerful, haunting “The Piano Lesson” is an ambitious kick-off for an emerging theater company’s inaugural production in their new home at South Side Spaces.

The Encore Theater Group may lack resources, as a low-budget scenic design in a church basement indicates, but they are not short on effort and drive.

Wilson’s drama, his fourth play of the Pittsburgh, or Century, Cycle, is set in the Hill District in 1936, after the Great Depression, and focuses on themes of legacy, identity, and healing.

The renowned Wilson wrote a series of 10 plays chronicling the black experience in 20th century America, and each one is set in a different decade, with nine of them in the same Pittsburgh neighborhood where Wilson grew up. For this play, he won the Pulitzer Prize for Drama in 1990, and it was originally produced on Broadway in 1987.

In the Doaker Charles household, a battle is brewing between strong-willed siblings. At the center is the family’s prized piano, an heirloom because carvings of enslaved relatives are in the design.

Entrepreneur-ish sharecropper Boy Willie (Zachary Clark) wants to sell it to build the family fortune and has just arrived from Mississippi with a truck full of watermelons. His sister Berniece (understudy Angel Carter stepped in for Atiera “Tarrah” Currie) plans to go to any length to keep it and preserve their family history, for the images of their great-grandfather’s wife and son are on it. Their uncle (Don McClendon) stands in between, acting as the family storyteller, and the ghosts of the past resurface, for apparently, their home is haunted.

Wilson’s themes are universal, and Encore! director Jason J. Little concentrates on the family dynamics to present an intimate view of the African American experience — reflecting progress and change (or not).

Clark excels as the impulsive Boy Willie, who makes a strong case for using the money to buy the land where their ancestors worked as slaves. That way, they can honor them by taking back what their ancestors couldn’t own in their lifetime. But his family will be the voice of reason, talking about the importance of legacy and learning from the past.

The core male actors click when together on stage. Dennis Jethroe II is notable as comical Wining Boy, the elder brother of Doaker, who is a smooth-talking piano player and a gambler. He has a funny scene slickly selling shy Lymon spiffy clothes to go out on the town in, and often provides comic relief.

Alexander “Smoogie” Christian is a charmer as the well-meaning Lymon, who is trying to find his way in the world.  Larry Green is genuine in his portrayal of the good-natured, sensible preacher Avery, who is sweet on Berniece. Don McClendon, a St. Louis stalwart with a lengthy stage and screen resume, lends gravitas as the head of household, trying to impart the wisdom of experience.

Their characters’ struggle to reconcile the past with their ancestral heritage needs to make a potent connection because Wilson had a lot to say here. Overall, more character-building would have helped to understand the conflicts and gradually feel the rationale of their choices and behaviors.

The supporting cast included Arriel Cummings as a lively gal pal Grace and Jada Little as Berniece’s dutiful but frightened 11-year-old daughter Maretha.

As the understudy, Angel Clark had to do the heavy lifting on opening night, and it is not easy to slip into such a demanding role. At first, she yells a lot at her brother, so you know there is underlying tension, things not spoken, and it’s crucial to understand their complicated relationship. She blames him for her husband Crawley’s death three years earlier.

Understanding the depth of the backstories is important to bring out the emotions, and confronting the ghosts of slavery makes for a hard-hitting show.

On opening night, just before curtain, a noisy thunderstorm unleashed a torrential downpour, and the thunder rolled and lightning struck outside for several hours, which could be heard, and somewhat hampered sound. That additional challenge could have affected the action on stage.

Pacing was an issue, as a planned runtime of 2 hours, 20 minutes took well over 3 and a half hours to complete (not counting late start because of storm). With a less-than-perfect first night under their belt, it is hoped that the rest of the run was less bumpy.

I saw this play during its second go-round by the Black Repertory Theatre of St. Louis in 2013, and it has stayed with me ever since that night in the Grandel. The Black Rep famously completed the Century Cycle – only the third company in the U.S. to do so – from 1988 to 2003 and has been repeating it. Their first production of “The Piano Lesson” was in 1992.

In their mission to bring another round of the American Century Cycle to St. Louis, they’ve earned St. Louis Theater Circle awards for outstanding production of a drama with “Two Trains Running” in 2022 and “Jitney” in 2023, and they’ve presented “Seven Guitars” in 2017 and “Fences” in 2018. The Clayton Community Theatre has also performed Wilson’s works, most recently “Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom” in 2021. They have been my introduction into the celebrated playwright’s works, and much appreciated.

Any opportunity to bring Wilson to St. Louis audience in today’s political climate is a good one, but the technical aspects need to be crisp, especially sound and lighting. The company’s executive director Effrem Grettenberger’s specialized lighting design and Jay B. Saffold’s sound design to mimic the supernatural happenings are effective, but there were some technical issues with cues and hard-to-hear dialogue at other times.

Currie, the company’s artistic director, assembled the modest scenic design and handled the costume design with flair, creating character statements through bold color choices and vintage wear. The hats were terrific.

Encore! is well-intentioned about art nourishing the soul, and offering a sense of community, inclusion, and diversity. Their next production is “Cuentame,” in which people will share their personal stories, in November.

Just FYI: To explore “The Piano Lesson” further, Netflix will stream a filmed production of the recent Broadway revival starring Samuel L. Jackson as Doaker and John David Washington as Boy Willie, produced by Denzel Washington, sometime either later this year or early in 2024.

Encore Theatre Group presents August Wilson’s “The Piano Lesson” June 30 – July 9, with Friday and Saturday performances at 8 p.m. and Sunday matinees at 2:30 p.m. at 2607 Potomac in south St. Louis (South Side Spaces). For more information: www.encorestl.org. You can learn more about the cast and crew here:. https://our.show/pianolesson

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St. Louis Actors’ Studio (STLAS) is pleased to present its ninth annual LaBute New Theater Festival celebrating new works by emerging professional and high school playwrights July 7-23 at The Gaslight Theater. STLAS received hundreds of submissions worldwide and selected four to be produced on the stage at The Gaslight Theater, along with a brand new piece by esteemed film director, screenwriter and playwright Neil LaBute, for whom the festival and is named and who serves on its creative team. This year’s productions include the following works/playwrights:

§  The Mockingbird’s Nest by Craig Bailey of Vermont

§  One Night in the Many Deaths of Sonny Liston by JB Heaps of New York

§  Da Vinci’s Cockroach by Amy Tofte of California

§  The Blind Hem by Bryn McLaughlin of Oregon

§  Safe Space by Neil LaBute

“We are pleased to once again share the works of some of the country’s best emerging playwrights, as well as Neil LaBute,“ said William Roth, founder and artistic director of St. Louis Actors Studio. 

Shows will be performed on Thursday, Friday and Saturday evenings at 8 p.m. and on Sundays at 3 p.m. General admission tickets are $30 each plus fees, $25 each plus fees for students with valid ID and seniors 65+, available via Ticketmaster or at the theater box office one hour before show time. For more information, visit stlas.org or email [email protected].

John Pierson, Neil LaBute, William Roth. Photo by Russ Rowland.

About St. Louis Actors’ Studio

St. Louis Actors’ Studio was founded to bring a fresh vision to theatre in St. Louis. Housed in The Gaslight Theater in historic Gaslight Square, STLAS is committed to bringing engaging theatrical experiences to our community of actors, writers, producers, filmmakers and all patrons of the arts; and to provide a strong ensemble environment to foster learning and artistic expression.

St. Louis Actors’ Studio, through the use of ensemble work, will explore the endless facets and various themes of the human condition by producing existing and original collaborative theatre. For more information, visit stlas.org.

Nancy Bell and Chauncy Thomas in Carter Lewis’ “Percentage America,” which won Best New Play from the St Louis Theater Circle in 2018. Photo by Patrick Huber.

COVER PHOTO of Jane Paradise and Reginald Pierre in Neil LaBute’s “Safe Space” by Patrick Huber

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Tickets Still Available; Chris Moore to emcee

Performances from nominated musicals “A Chorus Line” by Hawthorne Players, “Bonnie and Clyde” and “Something Rotten!” by Gateway Center for the Performing Arts, “Bright Star” and “The Pajama Game” by Monroe Actors Stage Company, “Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat” by Christ Memorial Productions, “The Addams Family” by Spotlight Productions and “The Lightning Thief: The Percy Jackson Musical” by Goshen Theater Project will be showcased at Arts For Life’s 23rd Best Performance Awards.

Tickets are still available for the presentation on Sunday, July 2, at 2 p.m. at the Florissant Performing Arts Center, 1 James J. Eagan Drive, Florissant, Mo. 63033.

Awards will be presented in 30 categories. The BPAs have honored musical theater in community and youth productions beginning a year after the nonprofit organization AFL was founded in 1999.

“Arts For Life provides a community recognition program to spotlight the incredible talent we have in St. Louis community theater and honor the passion and dedication of those who build this amazing and unique theatrical community,” said Mary McCreight, AFL president.

Local singer-actor-dancer-director Chris Moore will be the master of ceremonies.

Nominations are listed on the website, www.artsforlife.org.

Event Tickets
Lobby and house doors open at 1 p.m. All tickets are reserved seating.

Formal attire/black tie is requested.

A cash bar with beer and wine will be available, as will soft drinks, water, and snacks.

BPA tickets are available online at $30 with a service fee of $2 added, which can be purchased at: https://arts-for-life-2.square.site/.

Tickets will be available for pickup/purchase in the theatre lobby from 11 a.m. to 1:30 p.m. on Saturday, July 1, and starting at 1 p.m. on Sunday, July 2. AFL accepts cash or credit/debit cards.

Contact us at [email protected] if you have any special seating needs or questions.

A “Red Carpet” banner will be available as a backdrop for photos, which you can share on social media using the hash tag #AFLBPA2023.  

Be aware of construction and traffic in the area, so plan accordingly.

Nancy Bortosky to Receive Lifetime Achievement Award

Nancy Bortosky, executive director of DaySpring Arts and Education, will receive the Lifetime Achievement Award. She founded DaySpring in 1993 as a daytime arts program for homeschoolers and an after-school arts program for the community; she retired this year.

Under her direction the past 29 years, DaySpring has grown into a community organization offering dance, musical theatre, drama, fine arts, and music classes and performances, as well as offering an accredited Pre-K through 12th grade hybrid model Academy.

This year DaySpring will have produced five musicals, a mixed-bill ballet, a drama, numerous instrumental and vocal music recitals, and end-of-the-year drama, musical theatre, and dance recitals. Nancy has been instrumental in growing these programs.

About Chris Moore
Last year’s winner for the Best Actor in a Comedic Role Award for playing the Donkey in “Shrek,” which was produced by the Kirkwood Theatre Guild.

He directed “Godspell” for Take Two Productions this spring and recently played Hysterium in New Line Theatre’s “A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum.” Other recent theatrical credits include Cutler in “Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom” at Clayton Community Theatre; in the ensemble of New Line Theatre’s “Urinetown” and “Head Over Heels,” and as a minstrel and Peter Quince in “Something Rotten!”; “Dreamgirls,” “Guys and Dolls,” and in the Polar Express event at Union Station.

Award Nominations

Four youth musicals presented by Gateway Center for the Performing Arts — “13” (8), “Bonnie and Clyde” (10), “A Christmas Story” (2), and “Something Rotten!” (13) — combined for 35 nominations, the most of any community theater or youth group.

Monroe Actors Stage Company in Waterloo, Ill., led all St. Louis area – metro-east Illinois community theater groups, with 25 — 14 for the classic musical “The Pajama Game” and 11 for the Steve Martin-Edie Brickel musical “Bright Star.”

Christ Memorial Productions received 13 nominations for “Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat.” Goshen Theatre Project in Collinsville, Ill., earned 12 – 11 nominations for “Percy Jackson: Lightning Thief” and 1 for “Meet Me in St. Louis.” Spotlight Productions had 12 nominations for “The Addams Family.”

The Kirkwood Theatre Guild had nine BPA nominations for “Little Shop of Horrors,” as did Hawthorne Players in Florissant for “A Chorus Line.”

Act Two in St. Peters had eight BPA nominations for “The Full Monty.”

Other groups receiving nominations included Looking Glass Players, 6; Over Due Theatre, 6; Curtain’s Up Theater, 2; DaySpring Arts and Education, 2; and Young People’s Theatre, 1.

Arts For Life is dedicated to the healing power of the arts through its work with youth, the underserved, and the community, with its goal of “Making a Dramatic Difference.”

AFL is dedicated to promoting public awareness of local community theatre, encouraging excellence in the arts, and acknowledging the incredible people who are a part of it.

Florissant Performing Arts Center.
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By Lynn Venhaus

The man, the myths, and the legend are back, and there’s both a rueful twinge and wave of nostalgia at the sight of the brown fedora and 80-year-old Harrison Ford trying so hard to be swashbuckling in “Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny.”

Ford, whose laconic delivery and devil-may-care charm secured his place in cinematic history long ago, has played his share of men of action, giving us two cultural icons in Han Solo of the “Star Wars” franchise and archeological adventurer Dr. Henry Jones in the Raiders/Indiana Jones series.

In this fifth installment, the famous archeologist races against time to retrieve a legendary artifact that can change the course of history.

As Indy, Ford puts the whip in whip-smart, and it’s a treat to see him return to heroic form. And how sentimental is seeing a reunion with Karen Allen as Marion, his one true love?

However, she’s but a blip in this new universe. What is generally regarded as the final installment in the venerable 42-year-old series is an overstuffed globe-trotting adventure involving Archimedes, the Antikythera, Apollo 11, the U.S.- Soviet Union space race, World War II, Nazis, and the Vietnam War. And changing times and technology. And time travel. Whew.

It’s both overwhelming and underwhelming – a whole lot of whelm, or lack thereof, in 2 hours, 34 minutes, as they continent-hop in planes, trains, and automobiles — and there’s even a horse to ride in New York City.

The production’s artisans are masters at establishing an atmosphere, from academia’s dusty bookshelves to scary ancient caves where peril’s an instant away. Oscar-winning production designer Adam Stockhausen, for “The Grand Budapest Hotel” in 2015, and cinematographer Phedon Papamichael, Oscar nominee for “The Trial of the Chicago 7” and “Nebraska,” smoothly move between years, wars, conflicts and high-speed chases.

(Clockwise from right): Colonel Weber (Thomas Kretschmann) and Doctor Jürgen Voller (Mads Mikkelsen) in Lucasfilm’s IJ5. ©2022 Lucasfilm Ltd. & TM. All Rights Reserved.

Indy’s now being pulled in a direction he thought he was done with, but he finds himself battling against not-dormant foes – very present Nazis, tying Third Reich masterminds to 1960s NASA scientists.

And by default, linking his life’s work studying the Siege of Syracuse in Sicily (213-212 B.C.) with the evil he’s facing at present, and coming face to face with Archimedes. Yes, Archimedes – the Greek mathematician, physicist, engineer, astronomer, and inventor. His dial becomes a hot potato, an artifact that propels this chapter. You may want to brush up beforehand on antiquity.

As Indy, Ford retreats into a loner role, hiding from the world, grieving the loss of his son and marriage, retiring as a professor, and trying to adapt to a different time..

Nevertheless, his past as a heroic Allied Forces intelligence officer, comes rip-roaring back into focus when Voller shows up, a character partly inspired by German engineer Wernher von Braun. Mads Mikkelsen, always a formidable screen presence, excels as a power-hungry villain (the best kind), ready to lead a new world order when authoritarians are in charge.

You may recall the original film featured Nazis as the villains, set in 1936. So, cut to 33 years later and Indy is a little ambivalent about his enemy helping in the space mission.

The sprawling cast represents a bridge to the past, with John Rhys-Davies returning as Sallah, Toby Jones as fellow archeologist Basil Shaw, and Antonio Banderas briefly as Indy’s old friend, sailor and diver Renaldo. Phoebe Waller-Bridge brings a modern edge as Basil’s sassy, smart daughter Helena, Indy’s goddaughter.

Noteworthy supporting roles include Boyd Holbrook as Voller’s nihilistic trigger-happy henchman Klabor, and young Ethann Isidore as Helena’s handy street-smart helper.

James Mangold knows how to direct crowd-pleasing fare – he’s helmed “Ford v. Ferrari,” “Logan,” “Walk the Line” and “3:10 to Yuma,” to name a few. He starts off strong, capturing thrilling derring-do in wartime espionage action as a flashback, with a de-aged Harrison Ford for 24 minutes, followed by a zippy chaotic chase scene through crowded Manhattan streets during the ticker-tape parade honoring the Apollo 11 astronauts, all the while establishing Indy’s resourcefulness then and now.

However, the movie gets bogged down by its exposition. The dense screenplay, written by Jez Butterworth, John-Henry Butterworth, and David Koeppe (Crystal Skull), all veterans behind major movies, focuses on the precious dial mechanism, but must throw in obstacles that stretch the story beyond believability.

To keep us invested, we need to sort out why it’s sought after, what happens in the wrong hands, and what are the consequences either way. If you just want to see Indy save one world, never mind what happened in the past or is ahead in the future, settle in for a bumpy ride.

Phoebe Waller-Bridge as Indy’s goddaughter Helena.

Hence, herein lies the problem. While interesting in spurts, “Dial of Destiny” is a bridge too far — noble in thought but too tangled in execution.

Steven Spielberg and George Lucas are executive producers, but this is the first one Spielberg hasn’t directed. Lucas was the catalyst for the first story, conceived in the early 1970s and meant to be a homage to action-packed early 20th century serials. Philip Kaufman helped develop it, Spielberg came aboard, and ‘80s hotshot Lawrence Kasdan, who wrote “The Empire Strikes Back,” was brought in to write the script.

In the prequel ‘Temple of Doom,’ set in 1935, Indy is hired to find a gem and rescue a village’s children from a cult leader.

In ‘Last Crusade,’ a sequel to Raiders (set in ’36, this is ’38), Indy is searching for his kidnapped father, played by Sean Connery, and hoping to find the Holy Grail before the Nazis do.

Set in 1957, ‘Crystal Skull’ was meant to be a tribute to sci-fi B-movies of that era, with Soviet villains also searching in Peru for a telepathic crystal skull, and Indy reuniting with Marion, who introduces their son, Mutt Williams (Shia LeBeouf).

If ranking the series, the instant classic “Raiders of the Lost Ark” (1981) would be at the top, followed by “Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade” (1989). “Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom” (1984) and “Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull” (2008) are my least favorite, putting this one in the middle.

That’s what we have to factor in to how we enjoy this fifth film – our response to the previous four. When you hear that magnificent theme written by John Williams, who has scored each Indy adventure since the original, you are swept away again.

We can base this new adventure on our appreciation for the rip-roaring escapism, Ford as one of our national treasures, and the visionary minds that brought this classic throwback into our lives.

“Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny” can’t stand on its own merit without the others, but will have to suffice as a pleasant waltz down memory lane. And Ford reminds us of his famous line in ‘81: “It’s not the years, it’s the mileage.”

Harrison Ford in Indiana Jones 5.

“”Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny” is a 2023 action-adventure directed by James Mangold and starring Harrison Ford, Phoebe Waller-Bridge, Mads Mikkelsen, Karen Allen, Antonio Banderas and Boyd Holbrook. It is Rated PG-13 for sequences of violence and action, language and smoking and runs 2 hours, 34 minutes. It opens in theaters June 30. Lynn’s Grade: B-.

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By Alex McPherson

With Harrison Ford lending emotional grandeur to an otherwise middling adventure, director James Mangold’s “Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny” provides an acceptable finale for the iconic character.

Indy’s latest outing begins in the mid-1940s, with the end of World War II in sight, as a heavily de-aged Indy (always looking “off”) and his trusty academic pal Basil Shaw (Toby Jones) attempt to recover stolen artifacts from Nazis. After Indy escapes capture due a conveniently deployed airplane bomb and KOs plenty of the monstrous chaps, he races onto a train (after a dimly lit, CGI-reliant car/motorcycle chase) containing the Lance of Longinus — a blade supposedly containing traces of the blood of Christ — and an also-captured Basil. 

Among the evildoers is Nazi physicist Jürgen Voller (Mads Mikkelson), a nefarious soul aboard the train who’s in possession of one half of the Antikythera — a dial created by Archimedes that supposedly allows for time travel should both halves be combined. Bloodlessly bombastic violence ensues, concluding with a battle atop the train that results in Voller thwacking his head on a pole and Indy and Basil jumping into a lake below, Antikythera in hand.

Flash forward to 1969, and our titular hero is in dire straits. Grumbling around his messy New York City apartment after having recently separated from his wife, Marion (Karen Allen), and with his son, Mutt (Shia LaBeouf) out of the picture, Jones is a shell of his former self, lacking purpose and direction as he prepares to retire from teaching archaeology at Hunter College. The Apollo 11 astronauts have just returned home, and society is looking to the future, rather than the past that Jones has devoted his life to. He’s become a curmudgeon, lacking the adventurous spirit he once had, both due to his age and regrets that torment his psyche.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, he soon runs into Basil’s daughter, Helena (Phoebe Waller-Bridge), who’s after the Antikythera and wants to continue Basil’s life’s work of finding the missing half (or so she initially claims: she’s a hardcore capitalist eager to make a buck). After tricking Indy, she runs off with the artifact, while also being pursued by the returning Voller and his cronies, including Shaunette Renée Wilson as a crooked CIA agent and Boyd Holbrook as a take-no-prisoners killer. 

Thus begins a globe-trotting romp from New York to Tangiers to Athens to Sicily, as Indy, Helena, and Helena’s youthful sidekick Teddy (Ethann Isidore) attempt to find the remaining half of the Antikythera before the Nazis get their hands on it and change the war’s outcome. Indy’s back for another go around, just like old times, with plenty of returning faces and fantastical shenanigans at play.

Indeed, “Dial of Destiny,” the franchise’s first installment without Steven Spielberg at the helm, leans hard into nostalgia at the expense of dramatic punch — although copious literal punches are thrown. Mangold’s film (at nearly 2.5 hours) is a strange beast: at once comforting in its embrace of old-fashioned thrills, but averse to taking any real risks with Indy himself. Ford’s soulful performance is still able to overcome the screenplay’s frustrating lack of focus, buoying what is otherwise a slightly-above-average experience featuring lackluster set-pieces and formulaic plotting.

A de-aged Harrison Ford as Indiana Jones.

With his iconic whip, fedora, and witty remarks, Ford continues to excel in the role — conveying a wide range of emotions with lived-in gravitas. His portrayal deserves a stronger film to support it; we can see his sadness, guilt, and mournful reflection in pivotal scenes, along with his mischievous, daring old self bubbling back to the surface. Most everything between Indy’s scenes of introspection is fairly by-the-numbers — with little that stands out beyond a ludicrous conclusion, which, without spoiling anything, goes down a zany rabbit hole. It remains great to see Ford back in the saddle nevertheless.

While “Dial of Destiny” attempts to recapture the old-school thrill and “feel” of the series’ previous installments (complete with cameos, visual motifs, and eels taking the place of snakes), Mangold’s approach robs time from developing Indy as a character. Mangold’s reliance on nostalgia may well be the point, but reminding viewers (and Indy himself) of the series’ former glory shifts focus from the here-and-now: the antics in search of the dial (which could, theoretically, permit Indy to rectify wrongs in his own sad life) resort to familiar tropes and payoffs, neglecting to innovate on tradition to tell a consequential story about Indy’s place in the world today.

The film seemingly emphasizes the importance of not living in the past, but using remembrance as a means of personal growth. This might be meaningful to Indy, but the plot stemming from that idea is a workmanlike imitation on what’s come before — far from bad, but not making a lasting impact. 

Waller-Bridge, at least, shines as a brash, sarcastic, independent woman whose allegiances are often in question. She’s after the dial not only in the hopes of one day selling it for a boatload of cash, but also by a sense of wanting to continue her father’s lifelong work; the need to explore passed down from one generation to the next. By the end, her arc is a bit muddled, given her internal tug-of-war between cynicism and earnestness, but she’s still a worthy companion, and holds her own in the copious CGI-laden action sequences. Mikkelson’s Voller doesn’t stand out as particularly interesting, at no fault of the performance: he’s just a standard, franchise-typical baddie, accompanied by likewise generically sadistic goons.   

Speaking of action, the 80-year-old Ford obviously can’t do much stunt work nowadays, requiring computer wizardry to do the heavy lifting. It’s too bad the majority of sequences are so cartoonishly over-the-top and confusingly framed. Despite all the carnage on display (including during the intro, a horse chase through an NYC parade, and a frantic tuk-tuk pursuit through a Tangiers market), they’re often weightless, chaotic, and lacking the rhythm that Spielberg’s direction lent them, barring some amusing visual gags that remain a series staple. Yet again, “Dial of Destiny” tries to live in the past, altering reality to present scenarios that would likely have worked better in the animation medium altogether.

It’s a testament to Mangold’s competency and Indy’s sheer likability that “Dial of Destiny” is still an enjoyable watch regardless of issues. John Williams’ score delivers the goods (as always), and Mangold’s stylistic tributes to Spielberg give the film energy even when the story comes up short. Combined with Ford’s exceptional performance and fan service callbacks, “Dial of Destiny” is worth watching, if not something that significantly adds to the adventurer’s legacy.

“”Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny” is a 2023 action-adventure directed by James Mangold and starring Harrison Ford, Phoebe Waller-Bridge, Mads Mikkelson, Karen Allen, Antonio Banderas and Boyd Holbrook. It is Rated PG-13 for sequences of violence and action, language and smoking and runs 2 hours, 34 minutes. It opens in theaters June 30. Alex’s Grade: B-.

  

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By Lynn Venhaus

The fourth time is indeed the charm. Infused with extra Muny Magic, this “Disney’s Beauty and the Beast” makes you believe in happily ever after.

Under the brilliant direction of John Tartaglia, this imaginatively staged, and elegantly crafted musical will make you laugh out loud and shed a tear, for it grabs your heart in the opening number “Belle” and never loosens its grip on your emotions until the final bow.

This beloved romantic fantasy has endured since the 18th century, first as a French fairy tale, then as a 1946 film by Jeanne Cocteau where an arrogant prince is cursed to spend his days as a hideous monster but has a chance to regain his humanity by earning a young woman’s love.

In 1991, modern audiences fell in love with Disney’s 30th animated feature that went on to make history as the first animated feature to be Oscar-nominated for Best Picture. With its Academy Award-winning original score and touching title song, the script was tailor-made to be adapted into a stage musical, which happened in 1994, and played on Broadway for 13 more years. Screenplay writer Linda Woolverton is credited with the book and Tim Rice wrote additional lyrics, and the stage version has become a global sensation.

A bona fide classic with its iconic characters, lush score and engaging blend of romance, comedy, and drama, Muny audiences have enjoyed presentations in 2005 (the attendance record holder for nearly five years), 2010, and an outstanding one in 2015.

Because it’s a perennial family favorite, honestly this production didn’t have to be as good as it is – because we’d be enchanted anyway, and all those little girls who showed up in yellow gowns wouldn’t be disappointed.

Photo by Phillip Hamer

Yet, this is an extraordinary effort. The best one to date under the stars is inspired because Tartaglia knows how to spark joy. An expert at finessing humorous moments with a flair for the dramatic, Tartaglia showcases his versatile talents as a director and his experience as a musical comedy performer. After all, he joined the Broadway company as Lumiere in 2006.

A true visionary, Tartaglia has brought out the whimsy, charm, sense of family, and genuine feelings in this Disney classic. On this stage before, he’s directed “Shrek,” “Matilda,” “Annie,” Disney’s “Tarzan,” “Wizard of Oz” and last year’s “Mary Poppins.”

A puppeteer and “Sesame Street” alumni, he’s best known as a creative and Tony-nominated star of the original Broadway cast of “Avenue Q.” He’s played memorable roles at The Muny, including the Genie in the pre-Broadway tryout of “Aladdin” in 2012, The Cat in the Hat in “Seussical” in 2014 and won the St. Louis Theater Circle Award as Outstanding Supporting Actor in a Musical as Hysterium in “A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum” in 2017.

He loves the Muny and the Muny loves him, and we are the richer for this mutual admiration society. His ability to create one-of-a-kind storytelling outdoors shines through, from the pep in the step of the ensemble to his dazzling use of pyrotechnics.

Incorporating a cast of 85 in super-sized renditions of the showstopper “Be Our Guest” and an amusing, rousing “Gaston,” the creative team is in sync and up to the challenge. Choreographer Patrick O’Neill and associate choreographer Bryan Thomas Hunt go for big and bold, and music director Ben Whiteley, who has held the Muny baton for all four “Beauty and the Beast” shows, brings out all the textures in the timeless songs by Alan Menken and Howard Ashman.

The performers have put their heart and soul into this show, from an acrobatic Tommy Bracco cavorting as buffoonish LeFou to Debby Lennon’s virtuoso vocals as excitable diva Madame de la Grande Bouche.

Ashley Blanchet as Belle. Photo by Phillip Hamer.

Ashley Blanchet is the epitome of a Disney Princess. As the lovable independent Belle, she is a savvy combination of sweet and spunky, heart-tugging in a glorious “Home” and the hopeful “A Change in Me.” The way she stands up for herself is refreshing.

As the imposing, bitter Beast, Ben Crawford’s rich, robust voice is one of the evening’s most pleasant surprises, and he brings a depth of yearning and regret to the role that’s palpable. Even under his involved make-up, you feel his change from a sullen prince cursed for being cavalier and haughty to someone trying to change for the better. His powerful “If I Can’t Love Her” brought down the house to close the first act.

Crawford has portrayed the legendary Phantom on Broadway, but his last role at the Muny hardly tipped us off to his capabilities, for he played the cruel and cocky Chuck in “Footloose” four years ago. He and Blanchet have a believable chemistry, carrying off the opposites attract tension and tenderness with touching sincerity.

The castle’s support staff provided crowd-pleasing antics, with the delightful duo of Kelvin Moon Lo as kind-hearted candelabra Lumiere and Eric Jordan Young as fussy butler-turned-mantel clock Cogsworth leading the pack.

While good-natured Ann Harada has the comedic chops and warmth to play motherly cook Mrs. Potts, her rendition of the Oscar-winning title song is shriller than satisfying as a major moment.

Michael Hobin is an adorable Chip, and Holly Ann Butler has fun as the saucy Babette. The group’s rendition of “Human Again” is a wistful beauty.

Blanchet, Claybourne Elder. Phillip Hamer photo.

Broadway veteran Claybourne Elder is a standout as swaggering narcissist Gaston, emphasizing the blowhard’s ridiculous vanity while eventually turning into a spiteful, vicious bully, first targeting Belle’s eccentric dad Maurice (Harrison White). When Belle slapped him, the crowd erupted in applause.

A highly skilled visual design team has crafted a stunning castle and quaint Old-World village, with Belleville, Ill., native Ann Beyersdorfer’s opulent scenic design, Greg Emetaz’s expressive video design and Jason Lyons’ effective lighting design. The only thing that felt out of place was a jarring depiction of Gaston losing his footing in the climactic fight scene on screen.

Accenting the characters are Robin McGee’s luxurious and intricately embellished costume designs and Ashley Rae Callahan’s period wig designs. McGee, who grew up in Highland, Ill., designed the 2015 show, but didn’t rely on any previous outfits this time, and elevated the looks here with an accomplished team of seamstresses working overtime in the costume shop. Belle’s pillowy, shimmering ballgown is jaw-dropping.

Noteworthy are the puppet designs by Dorothy James and Andy Manjuck, especially in making the scary wolves’ eyes glow bright red as they roamed the woods.

This lavish production has all the elements to succeed as an unforgettable evening of entertainment, especially for a wide audience. Typically, the ‘children’s show’ introduces a new generation to the unique experience the Muny offers..

On Friday night, it appeared to win over many youngsters who remained rapt through the entire two acts – particularly one young man a few rows in front of me. His view was blocked by a rather large adult at curtain call, so he moved to the aisle to stand and cheer.

He made me smile wider, recalling watching other youths mesmerized over the years (reviewing since 2009). I’m one of those kids who first came with my grandmother, about 10 years old, awestruck by the grandeur. How many of us became forever fans that way?

The Muny triumphs once more with a deluxe and endearing “Disney’s Beauty and the Beast,” a heart-warming reminder that we get to connect again because of this 105-year St. Louis tradition. Don’t miss your chance to get sprinkled with pixie dust on a splendid summer evening.

Be Our Guest. Phillip Hamer Photography.

“Disney’s Beauty and the Beast” runs from June 22 to 30 in Forest Park, nightly at 8:15 p.m. For more information, visit www.muny.org

Notes: Show sponsor Ameren and The Muny are promoting Ready Readers, a nonprofit supporting literacy, by collecting new and gently used children’s books, suitable for readers aged 12 and under. A table has been set up near the box office so that patrons can drop off books before the show.

For a deeper dive into the Disney Animation Renaissance, the documentary “Waking Sleeping Beauty” is currently streaming on Disney +, as is the poignant documentary “Howard,” which honors the late lyricist Howard Ashman for his tremendous contributions to music. He died at age 40 from AIDS complications, in 1991.

Phillip Hamer Photography.

The company of Beauty and the Beast. Phillip Hamer Photography
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By Lynn Venhaus
The crude and cringy comedy “No Hard Feelings” is a hot mess. If trying to be a throwback to ‘80s sex comedies, but for modern audiences twisted with a gender-reversed protagonist, it’s a painful reminder that arrested development isn’t always a gut buster.

A down-on-her-luck local, Maddie (Jennifer Lawrence) has long-festering daddy issues and a chip on her shoulder the size of the Rock of Gibraltar. She ekes out a living by driving the ‘haves’ around and bartending, barely containing her contempt for the seasonal residents who summer in Montauk, her homestead, on Long Island. With all the new money’d elite in town, she can’t afford her property taxes, thus the bind she’s in, calling for desperate measures.

Maddie answers a Craigslist ad to resolve her financial troubles. Wealthy helicopter parents Laird and Allison (Matthew Broderick and Laura Benanti) want to hire someone to ‘date’ their introverted 19-year-old son Percy (Andrew Barth Feldman) before he begins his freshman year at Princeton. Their promise of a car is appealing, for her vehicle was recently repossessed and she’s an Uber driver. But awkward Percy is more of a challenge than she expected.

Lawrence goes full frontal and full throttle as a combative, mean-spirited, deceitful and stuck-in-a-rut 32-year-old hedonist. She’s a commitment-phobe and harbors lots of resentments.

That’s right, “America’s sweetheart.” It’s not a good look for the Oscar winner, although she’s adept at physical comedy. With so few redeeming qualities, Maddie is hard to like, and her actions, for the most part, made me feel increasingly uncomfortable.

Not that you must be likable to carry a film, but sheesh, co-writers Gene Stupnitsky, who directed with a heavy hand, and John Phillips go for the cheap laugh every time. And the age difference is icky, no matter if it’s not condoned nor a transaction.

Mocking helicopter parents, however, is fertile comedic ground, and while Broderick and Benanti are known for their comic flair, they are underused as the couple who have smothered their kid in a detrimental way. And distraught, turn to Craigslist (!?!)  and offer a Buick Regal to an older woman who will ‘make’ their introverted son a man before he goes off to the Ivy League.

As played winningly by Andrew Barth Feldman, Percy is not as clueless as everyone thinks, and he becomes more engaging and sympathetic as the flimsy plot starts fraying. In fact, the saving grace is that he and Lawrence develop a sweet chemistry after she stops aggressively throwing herself at him.

With jerky tonal shifts to make you feel as though you’re experiencing repeated whiplash, the movie veers off course in several directions that don’t make very much sense – not that we expect this format to be remotely plausible.

Much has been made about its R-rated double entendres, but filmmakers never figure out what they want this comedy to be – a light-hearted romp, a laugh-out-loud raunchy farce, a spoof of juvenile teen-centered movies, or a “very special episode” with a message about growing up.

This blend of familiar plot threads borrowing from “Risky Business,” “Superbad” and “The Graduate” has some funny physical comedy, but mostly, the harder Maddie tries to hook up with the virginal teen, the more uneasy it feels. Are we making fun of him because he is so socially awkward, or are we laughing at her because she is a trainwreck? Either way, not encouraging.

Some of the broad physical comedy lands, but mostly, they lob all sorts of goofiness to see what sticks. And Kyle Mooney is wasted as a former nanny who’s become friends with the shy kid.

Feldman’s ease at conveying genuine emotion is a plus. He’s reminiscent of an early Michael Cera and a pleasant surprise in his first major movie role following a streaming piece on Netflix, “A Tourist’s Guide to Love.”

It’s the kind of film breakthrough that bodes well for the future. In real life, Feldman’s meteoric rise in musical theater is like a movie plot – winner of the 2018 Jimmy Award, aka National High School Musical Theatre Award, he was noticed by a producer of “Dear Evan Hansen,” and wound up as a Broadway replacement in the title role.

While the film is more of a ‘bait-and-switch’ than a rowdy low-brow comedy, its sweet and sentimental moments are when it engages in a sincere way. After 1 hour, 43 minutes of scattershot cinema, everything’s tied up neatly and the future’s so bright, they’ll have to wear shades.

That friendship movie, without the careening cars, vomit scenes, teen hijinks, house parties and one-nightstands, would have been worth the time.

“No Hard Feelings” is a 2023 comedy directed by Gene Stupnitsky and starring Jennifer Lawrence, Andrew Barth Feldman, Laura Benanti, and Matthew Broderick Rated: R for sexual content, language, some graphic nudity, and brief drug use, its runtime is 1 hour, 43-minutes. It opened in theaters June 23. Lynn’s Grade: C-.

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By Alex McPherson

A dramatically rich, sensitively told love story with an astounding trio of central performances, director Celine Song’s “Past Lives” is a near-flawless achievement — a small-scale film that packs an emotional wallop in its exploration of universal themes.

Song’s film begins with a slow zoom on three characters sitting at a bar, Nora (Greta Lee), Hae Sung (Teo Yoo), and Arthur (John Magaro), as a person from across the room speculates on their connections to each other. We jump back in time to when Nora (Moon Seung-ah), then going by Na Young, and Hae Sung (Leem Seung-min) were 12-year-old best friends living in Seoul, South Korea. They’re competitive, affectionate, and seemingly inseparable, until Na Young’s parents decide to immigrate to Canada, rendering Hae Sung confused and heartbroken as his companion leaves him behind.

Flash forward 12 years later, and Na Young (Lee), having changed her name to Nora, now lives in Toronto as an aspiring playwright, brimming with kindness and joie de vivre that lights up any room she’s in. Hae Sung (Yoo) — who finished his mandatory military service and is in engineering school — never forgot about her, and does some Facebook sleuthing to get in contact. Once he and Nora start chatting on Skype, their bond is rekindled, if only briefly, as Nora eventually decides they should stop talking because of the literal and figurative distance between them.

Twelve years down the road from that, Nora lives in New York City with her non-Korean husband Arthur (John Magaro), a fellow writer she met on a writer’s retreat. Hae Sung, having experienced personal and professional disappointments and still thinking about Nora, decides to visit her in NYC, setting the stage for a heartfelt reunion with plenty of discomfort for the concerned-yet-level-headed Arthur to contend with.

Nora and Hae Sung spend time together, having deceptively low-key conversations as they visit famous landmarks, each reflecting on past what-ifs and how their bond continues today, grappling with the sacrifices they’ve made personally and culturally along life’s winding path.

With a delicate, understated approach that never talks down to viewers nor mines the material to over-the-top ends, “Past Lives” transcends this familiar love-triangle setup to speak to truths both personal and all-inclusive. Song, in her feature film debut, takes a tenderly elegiac approach to this semi-autobiographical narrative that allows the ensemble — Lee, especially — to stretch their wings, and treats its relatably flawed characters with respect as they navigate situations with no easy answers.

John Magaro, Greta Lee

The film’s finely calibrated elegance is largely the result of Lee, Yoo, and Magaro working at the absolute peak of their craft. Lee, in particular, lends a subtly raw emotional power to Nora’s inner conflicts; content in her new life and unmoored by the arrival of her childhood sweetheart, who represents not only a possible romantic interest but one of her primary connections to her former life in Korea.

Lee communicates multitudes through glances, pauses, and body language, sometimes veering from happiness to sober realization in the span of a few seconds — conveying Nora’s tangled emotions in a manner far more engaging than traditional dialogue ever could. We see her confidence, warmth, and friendliness, along with her aching for a relationship and cultural identity she’s had to sideline to pursue her ambitions.

Thanks to Lee’s talent as a performer, we can follow Nora’s emotions based primarily on her mannerisms and facial expressions — Lee gives one of the single best performances of the year so far. It’s easy to understand why so many characters in the film gravitate towards her; Lee exudes an authenticity that’s a perfect fit, as we gradually see Nora becoming more vulnerable and honest with herself and those close to her, releasing her turbulent emotions in an organic way without resorting to melodrama. 

Yoo is incredible, lending real pathos to Hae Sung’s heartache and yearning, especially in scenes of him interacting with Nora face-to-face, exchanging brief smiles and pangs of regret that illuminate the push-pull between his heart and reality. Magaro, as always, plays Arthur with a gentleness and sly humor that makes him easy to empathize with; there are no villains in “Past Lives,” and Arthur’s just another human being caught in an odd circumstance.

The screenplay, by Song, finds humor and earnestness without launching into schmaltz or over-explanation. Much of the drama is based in the Buddhist-derived concept of inyun, which involves the idea of interactions signaling relationships in past lives and of destiny, which Hae Sung follows, perhaps misguidedly, in his continued longing for Nora.

While it’s true that Nora and Hae Sung spell out this concept more than once, “Past Lives” doesn’t overdo it, using it as a way for the characters to discuss the past, present, and future while coming to grips with the decisions they’ve made. Indeed, “Past Lives” is ultimately a poetic meditation on Nora and Hae Sung’s bittersweet acceptance of the present, something we can all relate to as we look back at choices made and opportunities missed in our own lives.

From a directing standpoint, “Past Lives” also excels. Song displays an incredible attention to detail — weaving together a tapestry of yearning, uncertainty, joy, and sorrow that spans decades without becoming unwieldy. The film’s slower pacing lets scenes breathe and provides ample time to establish the emotional backbone of Nora and Hae Sung’s bond, from playing in the park, to battling unstable Skype connections, to meeting in-person at last in adulthood, with all the awkwardness that ensues.

Song finds visual parallels and motifs across the story’s decades-long scope, including one particularly powerful image of Nora and Hae Sung as children on separate ends of a staircase breaking off in two directions. Song knows when to quietly pull the rug out from under us, flashing those memories back, both for viewers and the characters in pivotal sequences. Shabier Kirchner’s lived-in cinematography helps ground the story even more, as well as finding occasional wry comedy, like one particularly uncomfortable albeit meaningful restaurant visit with Nora, Hae Sung, and Arthur all together.

Through Song’s direction and Kirchner’s lens, highlighting the minutiae of the characters’ expressions just as much as their surroundings, we see the joy, beauty, loneliness, and melancholia at play for Nora, Hae Sung, and Arthur. The last shot, too, a long-take that’s deeply poignant and cathartic, continues to linger in my mind.

By the end, there’s not a single issue in “Past Lives” that stands out. Song’s debut is astounding, making the most of the film medium to tell a story that everyone can connect to and maybe fall in love with.

“Past Lives” is a 2023 romantic drama written and directed by Celine Song, in both English and Korean, starring Greta Lee, Teo Yoo and John Magaro. It is rated PG-13 for some strong language and runtime is 1 hour, 45 minutes. It opened in theaters June 23. Alex’s Grade: A+

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By Alex McPherson

Strikingly well-animated and loaded with ever-topical themes, director Peter Sohn’s “Elemental,” Pixar’s latest, lacks storytelling flair but remains a worthwhile experience for all ages.

Sohn’s film unfolds in Element City — a metaphorical New York City composed of humanoid incarnations of the fire, water, air, and earth elements — and follows Ember (Leah Lewis), a spunky, hot-headed fire woman being trained to take over her family’s bodega, the Fireplace. Her parents, the aging Bernie (an excellent Ronnie Del Carmen) and Cinder (Shila Ommi), a fortune teller with the ability to “smell love,” emigrated from Fire Land fleeing a natural disaster and were two of the first fire people to ever wind up in Element City: a land full of opportunity and also discrimination. Water (the most privileged), air, and earth people treat fire people as outsiders, creating a cycle of prejudice and segregation at both social and infrastructural levels.

Ember is expected to run the Fireplace once the ailing Bernie retires, even though she doesn’t truly want to. She puts on a brave face through her barely suppressed anger; feeling an obligation to live up to the sacrifices her parents made to create a new life in Element City and remaining held back from pursuing her own ambitions.

She’s also been told from a young age that “elements don’t mix,” arising both from handed-down prejudice and the admittedly reasonable fact that water could extinguish her. After one particularly harrowing day running the Fireplace by herself, Ember loses her temper and causes some pipes to burst, spitting out goofy city inspector Wade (Mamadou Athie) into her life. 

Wade, a bubbly (literally and personality-wise) water man, pictured like a translucent water balloon with a dad bod, along with a propensity to cry and be vulnerable, has to write-up the joint’s building code violations, risking the permanent closure of the Fireplace. Ember panics, but Wade — being the ever-kind, compassionate soul he is — wants to help her out.

He secures a deal from his cloud boss Gale (Wendi McLendon-Covey), a feisty soul with a cotton candy texture and an obsession with “Air Ball” (a mixture of basketball and Quidditch?) to spare the Fireplace if he and Ember find the source of recurrent floods plaguing Fire Town. Along the way, Ember and Wade fall in love, but can their bond survive the weight of societal norms and cultural expectations, plus a constant barrage of eye-rolling puns?

Although most viewers will know exactly how this story concludes from the get-go, “Elemental” remains a gorgeously rendered, fittingly emotional story about tolerance, independence, love, and the immigrant experience. Ember and Wade’s adventure has enough heart to make up for an occasionally clunky narrative that sacrifices nuance for accessibility.

From a visual standpoint alone, “Elemental” is magnificent. Character designs are distinctive, adaptive, and clever, especially in their malleability and expressiveness. This is sometimes used for comedic effect (like an earth-being couple pruning each other’s fruit), but more often than not to emphasize characters’ personalities, like Ember’s explosive outbursts and Wade’s seemingly never-ending supply of tears.

The densely packed, Chinatown-esque corners of Fire Town contrast with the sharp, open-air skyscrapers of the city center, reflecting an economic and class disparity that informs the enmity between the various groups — presented with an obvious yet eye-popping touch. Thomas Newman’s dynamic score masterfully accompanies the imagery, taking cues from a number of global music traditions to complement this tale of cross-cultural romance and acceptance. 

Lewis gives a deeply-felt performance as Ember — a flawed heroine facing a real dilemma about the life she should lead while living up to her parents’ expectations — giving her more subtlety through her delivery than the oftentimes blunt screenplay affords.

Athie is even better; Wade is an instantly lovable goofball who displays an open-heartedness that’s infectious and sometimes hilarious without becoming irritating. Wade’s not especially complex compared to Ember, and comes from a much more privileged background, but he remains committed to her and their burgeoning relationship even when Ember claims it’s impossible.

It’s a commendable move that Sohn and company don’t give “Elemental” a traditional villain character; rather, the film’s primary antagonist is the idea of intolerance itself. Wade ultimately proves a vessel for Ember to unlock a part of herself she’s previously repressed, and a way to bridge cultural and societal boundaries, no matter how small-scale and unlikely it might be.

Indeed, these themes are familiar but profound, ever-relevant in our increasingly divided times. While the screenplay — by Sohn, John Hoberg, Kat Likkel, and Brenda Hsueh — can occasionally veer too far into heavy-handedness and exposition dumping (especially regarding Bernie and Cinder’s backstory and entrenched beliefs), there’s enough earnest truth here that “Elemental” still packs a punch.

Scattered within the obvious metaphors are poignant observations about assimilation, some of which are highlighted during a welcoming-though-awkward dinner party with Wade’s family that’s both cringey and true, along with moments in the second half that eschew dialogue in favor of pure visual storytelling.

“Elemental” remains a film targeted towards families, and in this sense, much of these narrative quibbles are excusable. Ambitious, relevant ideas are illustrated in a clichéd yet meaningful love story in a richly imaginative environment — a palatable way for younger audiences to consider these themes and apply them in their own lives, no matter how broadly “Elemental” paints them. 

It’s true that Pixar has conveyed equally layered stories in far more graceful fashion before (just look at the first 10 minutes of “Up” for reference) without having to spoon-feed us meaning, but “Elemental” still leaves an impact. It’s a (literally) solid recommendation. Don’t miss the amazing short “Carl’s Date” beforehand either.

“Elemental” is a 2023 animated romantic comedy feature directed by Peter Sohn and voice work by Leah Lewis, Mamadou Athie, Ronnie Del Carmen, Wendi McLendon-Covey, Shila Ommi and Catherine O’Hara. It is rated PG for some peril, thematic elements and brief language and run time is 1 hour, 49 minutes. It opened in theaters June 16. Alex’s grade: B+.

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By Lynn Venhaus
Funny and fast-paced, “The Clash of the Titans Live Parody” showcases an obliging cast goofing off as famous Greek mythology characters, from Zeus to the Kraken. This is not your high school literature teacher’s reference guide.

The good-natured production is full-throttle silliness, crafted by the Cherokee Street Theatre Company’s brain trust, and they have the skills and collaborative spirit of an improv troupe.

The performers focus on the absurdity while trying not to break character, but hey, it happens. Using the framework mainly of the 1981 film and not the 2010 remake, they lean into the cheesiest elements of the pseudo-prestige epic that starred Laurence Olivier as Zeus, a young and virile Harry Hamlin as Perseus. Ursula Andress had one line as Aphrodite. (The reboot starred Liam Neeson as Zeus and Sam Worthington as Perseus).

The short version is that Perseus must prove his worth to his daddy, foil his stepmom, complete heroic tests, and battle Medusa and the Kraken all to save the lovely Princess Andromeda from a terrible fate.

For those wanting to refresh their Greek Gods and Heroes backstory, Perseus, the favored son of the god Zeus, has not only angered the sea goddess Thetis, but also fallen in love with Princess Andromeda. She had been engaged to Thetis’ son, Calibos. As Perseus goes on one quest after another, people come to a watery demise or are stabbed, or involved in other mayhem.

The adventure movie’s claim to fame is that it was the last film produced by Ray Harryhausen, the legendary special effects creator who was known for stop-motion animation. His Kraken did not disappoint!

One of the pluses about the company moving to Westport Playhouse for the last leg of their run is that they benefit from its large LED screen and are able to show panoramic scenes from the film that help visualize this odyssey – especially when the Kraken is released.

When that happens, the cast takes a moment to splash audience members with water, which is like a few raindrops falling on your head.

Because this company often uses the same repertory of players, the ensemble is a cheerful tight-knit bunch who wrings every possible laugh from these epic characters.

Ronald Dean Strawbridge goes for the gusto as imposing Zeus, while Ryan Lawson-Maeske shows off his acrobatic moves as the swaggering Perseus. Fox Smith has fun as both Hera and Medusa, complete with a daffy snake headtopper.

Patience Davis exaggerates Thetis as only Dame Maggie Smith could and Payton Gillam adds merriment as the sweet love interest Princess Andromeda and a sultry Aphrodite.

Perhaps the most playful in this madcap romp is Joseph Garner, feisty as Calibos and frisky as Bubo, no action too broad.

Supporting players include Nancy Nigh as Athena and Cassiopeia, Rob McLemore as Ammon, Stan Davis as Poseidon and Thallo, and Chuck Brinkley as King Acrisius and Hades.

Even you don’t remember the gods’ playlist or saw either movie, it does not matter. This is just all in good fun, and a terrific escape to watch some skilled performers clown around.

Company founder Suki Peters directed with a light touch and adapted the film to the stage with jokes in mind.

The technical elements are all first-rate, with Joel Wilper’s lighting design and Ted Drury and Morgan Maul-Smith’s sound design enhancing the Westport Playhouse production. The choice of pop-rock hits add to the high spirits.

Video designer Dan Foster seamlessly integrated the film footage to expand our vistas, and it really adds a pleasant viewpoint.

Costume Coordinator Kayla Lindsay celebrated the ancient period, accessorizing many riffs on togas to emphasize the parody. Stan Davis’s props were one of the highlights, adding to the ‘anything goes’ spirit.

Performances take place through June 1 Upstairs at The Golden Record, 2720 Cherokee, and June 9 through 17 at the Playhouse at Westport Plaza. For more information: www.cherokeestreettheatercompany.com.

For June 16 and 17 performances, use promo code “kraken” to save $10 per ticket.  

Photo by Anastasiya Vasyuta and show poster by Stan Davis

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