Those Musclebound Cowboys From Snake Pit Gulch (Dixon Place)

Billed as the longest running annual LGBTQ+ festival in the world, HOT! is a month long celebration of queer focused stories.  The Off-Off Broadway downtown arts incubator Dixon Place has been hosting this event for 28 years.  Those Musclebound Cowboys From Snake Pit Gulch is an original musical which was performed for one night.

Andy Halliday wrote the book and plays Miss Daisy LaFleur.  He works for an east coast detective agency but gets sent out west to investigate a murder.  Fond of wearing women’s clothes, this turns out to be a perfect assignment!  Snake Pit Gulch is a town populated only with men.  The gold rush brought them here.  The town’s premier entertainer at the saloon keeps them here.  His name is Topeka (Jordan Ahnquist).  When the “boys meet me, they shout Eureka!”

The saloon is owned by Big Jake Slade (Rob Hatzenbeller) and he runs this town with a firm hand and a deep voice.  In addition to coveting Topeka, he is swindling land claims for his personal benefit.  He killed the last sheriff and the alcoholic Wheezy (Rob Maitner) has replaced him.  Everything is going according to plan except that two brothers inherit a deed from their father.

Fresh-faced young cowboys Sam and Evan Cantrell arrive (Jared Starkey and Scott Harrison).  At first the oddity of an all-male town is a curious thing.  Through nicely written songs, this truly old-fashioned musical will find a way to lasso up the bad guys and let true love bloom.  There is even a dream ballet to propel the story forward like Oklahoma! but this one is far gayer and much funnier.  The music was written by Frank Schiro and lyrics by CJ Critt.

The jokes are funny and remarkably restrained for a drag entertainment.  There is certainly some mild blue material.  Nothing is overly raunchy that would declassify this charming little show as a family entertainment.  The strip poker “game is so tense, my hair is braiding itself.”

Scripts in hand, the cast embodied these fun characters with straight faces.  Directed by Steve Hauck, the evening felt like watching a fun revue in the Catskills.  When Daisy lost her place in the script, the ad libs were even more enjoyable than the written material.  Overall, Those Musclebound Cowboys From Snake Pit Gulch is more than a great title.  This agreeable musical is for anyone who wants an easy laugh and “an old fashioned cowboy.”

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NYMF: The Disappearing Man and Underground: An Urban Tale (New York Musical Festival, Part 5)

The New York Musical Festival is in its 16th year.  The mission of NYMF is to nurture the creation, production and public presentation of stylistically, thematically and diverse new musicals to ensure the future vitality of musical theater.  These next two readings consider people on the outside of mainstream society – circus performers and the homeless.

The Disappearing Man – Reading

On February 21, 1936, the circus rolls into St. Louis.  This musical begins backstage.  We meet the performers in a series of exceptional songs which develop character and establish conflict.  Sara (Mary Kate Morrissey) is “your favorite sin/She knows what you want and let’s you in.”  She is the Magician’s Lovely Assistant.  His name is Jim Plaster (Erik Lochtefeld) and he is The Disappearing Man of the title.  His act is the headliner of this circus which is struggling to make money during the Great Depression.

Andrew Bellows (Michael Cunio) is the Ringmaster attempting to hold everything together with his willfully strong, ex-lover Daphne (Shakina Nayfack).  She’s the Lion Tamer and the obvious alpha of this enterprise.  Andrew is currently in a relationship with Sara.  Her backstory comes front and center when her brother (Luke Wygodny) arrives.  The magician is also hopelessly in love with her.  “I can see Goldilocks and me/carving hearts in a sycamore tree.”

There is a clown named Lloyd (DC Anderson, brilliant) who is truly dimwitted.  He delivers a monologue so organically perfect for the character that, at its conclusion, the entire audience burst out laughing.  The book and score was written by the very talented Jahn Sood.  The music is nicely tinged with a country flair and a nod to the period.  Songs move the story forward or reflect back so we understand the motivations, dreams and desires of these individuals.  “Tough luck living is rough – but it’s living.”

“Whiskey Blues” is a wailing lament punctuating the heavy drinking of these people.  The plots involving a local Impresario (Chris Henry Coffey) and Sara’s brother are tight and believable.  The ending is dramatic and effective.  Wonderfully realized by Director West Hyler, the entire cast is excellent.  The Disappearing Man is a completely satisfying musical from start to finish.  I eagerly anticipate a full staging filled with the sights and smells of this decaying slice of American history.

Underground:  An Urban Tale – Reading

John Viscardi (book) and Thomas Hodges’ (music and lyrics) story begins promisingly.  Brandon (Colin Carswell) is begging on a subway platform, homeless and hungry.  “Somebody give me my life!” is the scream “in the land of the so-called free.”  For those of us living in New York, the moment humanizes an every day occurrence.  Unfortunately everything that follows is either silly or lurid.

On the silly side, young Maddie (Casey Wenger-Schulman) heads “down into the hole” to make a documentary for school.  Her brother Max (Patrick Brady) will film her interviews for “The Beautiful People.”  She meets an underground charmer known as Doormat (Trevor Viscardi) but his real name is Aldo Giuseppe Verdi Puccini.  He escorts them to a magical subway station with a grand piano and a chandelier.  Both Maddie and Max are smitten with him.

Grace (Mara Cecilia) is a student struggling to get used to life down under and focus on her homework.  Her mom (Aléna Watters) loses her job and becomes a whore.  Grace finds out.  This is the lurid side of the tale.  We also learn that Brandon has a similar lifestyle briefly described as “all those old dudes you go down on.”

Back to the Fame plot we go to escape these harsh realities.  Turns out Grace wants to attend the High School of Performing Arts.  Puccini happens to be a great pianist and teaches her a new song.  Add in a few emotional revelations and the kids learn that “it is easy to judge from a distance, harder when they are living next to us.”  Underground: An Urban Tale misses the mark by not choosing a tone.  As currently written, it feels too inky for a kid’s show and too preposterous for anyone else.

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NYMF: Bisland & Bly, Mississippi and Brother Nat (New York Musical Festival, Part 4)

These next three readings at NYMF tackle subjects very familiar to me.  A few years ago I read Eighty Days:  Nellie Bly and Elizabeth’s Bisland’s History-Making Trip Around the World.  Mississippi takes place during the troubled civil rights era circa 1959.  The third musical is the story of the slave rebellion lead by Nat Turner.

Bisland & Bly – Reading

This extraordinary tale is about two women who race each other around the world in 1888.  One is the hardscrabble journalist Nellie Bly (Danielle Frimer).  She had herself committed to an insane asylum for ten days then famously wrote a story for the New York World about the horrible conditions.  Elizabeth Bisland (Susannah Jones) was “the most beautiful woman in metropolitan journalism” and penned stories for the ladies’ society pages for a rival newspaper.

These two pioneering women could not have been more different.  Nellie was the girl with the big ideas and proudly boasts:  “I said I could, I said I would, And I did.”  This world trip was Bly’s idea and Bisland, who wanted more substantial stories, was convinced to do the same thing in the opposite direction.  They were looking to beat the fictional trip taken in Jules Verne’s novel Around the World in Eighty Days.  Elizabeth writes to Nellie:  “We live in a world where two women can race around the world.  We may leave our old selves behind.”

Marialena DiFabbio and Susannah Jones’ musical is invested in the emotional journey.  “Free American Girl” and “The Light” help illuminate what they are thinking.  The nail biting world-wide obsession with the race seems less significant.  When it does come up near the end of Act I, the section felt like a very long travelogue.  Act II has a lot of additional locations and relationships to cover culminating in scenes which are both anticlimatic and melodramatic.  Bisland & Bly is at its best when exploring what drives these groundbreaking feminist icons.

Mississippi the Musical – Reading

Gregory James Tornquist has written another show which addresses race issues in the deep south at the dawning of the Civil Rights movement.  Given our country’s continued problems, this is not a surprise.  Mississippi packs a lot of topics into this musical including interracial relationships, lynching, incest, juke joints, murder, revenge and justice.

In Hope River everyone knows everyone.  Church folks were the same as those who went to the all-night juke parties.  The score of this show reflects the gospel, blues and “Hill Country” music from this area.  The songs are tuneful but the lyrics repeat themselves too frequently.  Even the Act II opener “Gravy on Top” which boasts about the merits of putting “gravy on gravy with gravy on top” repeats the line turning amusing into repetitive.

Gussy (Noreen Crayton, terrific) entertains us with that number only to immediately and awkwardly shift to the story of her lynched fourteen year old son.  “Trouble Everywhere” nevertheless may be the emotional and musical high point of this piece.  Kitten (Alexa Freeman) is the mentally challenged young white girl who boldly underlines all the messaging.  Pronouncements like “everyone needs to stop treating people like their less” lead to the clever tune “Un-less.”  A heartfelt effort, Mississippi needs further development on its book.  Richer characters and a fuller story arc would enhance the short vignettes outlined so far.

Brother Nat – Reading

Nat Turner was born into slavery in 1800.  He was a deeply religious man who interpreted the visions he saw as messages from God.  Waiting for a sign from the almighty, a solar eclipse became the catalyst for his organized slave rebellion in 1831.  Brother Nat was performed in a reading of the first act and song selections from the second.

An Angel (Aaron Marcellus) opens this show with “The Ballad of Brother Nat” proclaiming “sweet holy freedom is worth fighting for.”  Allyssa Jones and Damien Sneed have written a beautiful, often operatic score.  The book and lyrics are by Liana and Jabari Asim.  Mood setting is well established early on with “Something In The Air” and “Wide Awake in Hell.”  The atrocities of slavery are fully addressed in “Negroes To Buy” and “Whip Song.”

“Whatcha gonna do When I Get My Wings” asks the enslaved?  They are going to “fly, fly, fly, somewhere in the sky.”  The metaphors are memorable throughout this show.  Possibly my favorite one:  “heaven is a note in a songbird’s throat.”  Nat (Joshuah Brian Campbell) has a gorgeous lament at the end called “Father Forgive Me.”  In this incomplete reading, 26 songs were presented.  I’ve seen enough and, more importantly, heard enough to look forward to watch this mournful and soulful musical expand into a fully developed story.  I feel the characters souls and want to know more about their minds.

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NYMF: Hero: an Origin Story, Kafka’s Metamorphosis and Black Hole Wedding (New York Musical Festival, Part 3)

In NYMF’s history, 49 shows went on to mount off-Broadway productions.  Averaging about three successes annually is a pretty good batting average.  This year ten full productions are being staged with sets and costumes.  There are eleven readings with scripts in a rehearsal studio.  All works in various stages of progress, these musicals hope to continue their journey after this four week festival ends.

Hero:  an Origin Story – Reading

HERO is an admitted nerd who runs a comic book store in Jersey City.  That town is mercilessly mocked and begrudgingly labeled an affordable Brooklyn.  He looks for a roommate and finds Herson Morales (Hector Lionel), an illegal immigrant from El Salvador.  Both are gay.  HERO is played by Mark Aaron James, the show’s writer.  He introduces Herson to the neighborhood gay bar where the community hangs out eating burgers and drinking beer.  HERO realizes that he looked for a roommate but “instead I got a sixteen year old daughter.”

Closeted Herson’s mom is a Seventh Day Adventist and she’s coming to visit!  A Bodega Bandit is on the loose!  The bar is located in a building which is being sold for more high rise development!  (The real estate villain is cleverly named Archy Nemi.)  With so many problems to fix, HERO fancies himself a super hero in the show’s theme song, “I’ve Got Super Powers.”  Thank goodness Drag Queen is on hand to fix the ill fitting yellow spandex fashion disaster!

Hero feels like an extended maxi-challenge from RuPaul’s Drag Race.  When the show works (and it often does), the laughs are plentiful.  There’s the requisite shade, plenty of self-aware meta jokes and a heartfelt message to end it all.  We can all be heroes in own little corners of the world.  The cast did a fine job.  They all looked like they were having fun which was contagious.  Brian Charles Rooney (from this week’s Illuminati Lizards From Outer Space) once again showcases his gigantic comic chops playing five roles.  A few edits here and there (the laundry song for one) and this little charmer might find a niche for #dragrace fans waiting for the next season.

Kafka’s Metamorphosis:  The Musical! – Reading

A title can be misleading.  In this new musical by Matt Chiorini, that is not the case.  Two stories run simultaneously through this exceptional work.  One is a presentation of the famous novella written by Franz Kafka.  The other is the story of Kafka himself.  The themes of isolation, guilt, family dysfunction and absurdity are all present.  As this is musical comedy, all existential crises will be served up for maximum hilarity.

The Metamorphosis is about a young salesman who wakes up one morning to find himself transformed into a “monstrous vermin.”  He considers his new physical form, noting “I think I’m going to need a lot more shoes.”  The family is repulsed and concerned.  In “We Are the Samsa Family” they sing “we are in a pickle of a dilemma/now that Gregor has an antenna.”  This might sound silly – and the show is immensely so.  The treatment of the absurdist source material and this musical’s riff on that tone is impressive.  Audience members were noticeably smiling throughout.

The four member cast is excellent and has been beautifully directed by the composer who also plays Father Samsa.  As sister Grete and Mother Samsa, Morgan Smith and Meghan Lees make the most of their compassion and revulsion.  Jack Rento has the juicy double role of Gregor and Franz.  The performance is terrific.  I loved how he captured the physicality of a multi-limbed insect with controlled exaggeration and no costume.  Mr. Rento is extremely amusing even during the spot-on meta moments.  He shouts, “Oh no!  It’s the future Kafka scholars.”

Kafka’s Metamorphosis is certainly ready for prime time.  For nerdy wordy bookish people like me, this show is a medium rare T-Bone sizzling on a hot plate of butter.  Right now it’s resting after removal from the grill (with scintillating cross-hatched grill marks) waiting to be devoured.  A little editing on the joke list recitation section and you’ve got a perfect theater meal.

Black Hole Wedding – Production

Sometimes a performance in a show is so good that when the character is not on stage, there is a lull.  That happens in Black Hole Wedding.  Sean McDermott (Miss Saigon, Falsettos) plays Mr. Dean, the CEO of a large fossil fuel company located in the red state of Oildorado.  He loves golf, harassing women and using money to eliminate competition.  The epitome of Make America Great Again leads two showstopping songs, “Ancient & Honorable Game” and “Titan Love Theme.”

The plot revolves around engineers hired for the firm based on their alternative energy inventions.  The evil corporation takes their ideas and buries them.  No need to save the planet, profits come first.  Raymond (Jonathan Miller) is the idealistic hero who falls for Mr. Dean’s new-agey office masseuse Summer (Mimi Robinson).  There’s a muscular security guy (Jay Ellis) with #metoo issues.  Speaking of inappropriate, Calista is head of marketing and the corporate cheerleader.  She implores Raymond to “Show me your laptop.  C’mon expose it.”

Everyone in this good cast works hard but too many jokes fail to land.  “This is almost as bad as the time I forgot to bring my cable crimper to camp.”  Quite a few scenes such as the massage meeting between Raymond and Summer are overlong.  Paul Nelson and Katherine Fredicks’ musical is filled with fun ideas.  The particulate sniffer and the black hole garbage disposal are goofy delights.  If the entire show were as tight as Mr. Dean’s massage needing trapezoids, Black Hole Wedding might be “Something Undreamed Of.”

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NYMF: Queen E: The Reluctant Royal, Buried, Ladyship (New York Musical Festival Part 2)

The New York Musical Festival entries usually explore a wide variety of subjects and situations.  This second batch of three covers the Old Testament Book of Esther, a serial killer romantic adventure and an ocean voyage for female prisoners sentenced to join the convicts in Australia.

Queen E:  The Reluctant Royal – Reading

Esther’s story was the inspiration for Leola Floren Gee (book & lyrics) and Rick Lukianuk (music).  The famous story is about a woman who wins a beauty pageant and becomes Queen to Xerxes.  Her heritage is a closely guarded secret but she will save her people from genocide.  The Jewish celebratory festival of Purim commemorates this event.

Family friendly in tone, this musical is an easy tutorial about the serious subject of religious persecution.  Esteban Suero is a fine King Xerxes.  His obnoxious self-absorbed dictator is also charming and quite likable.  The drunken scene was particularly fun.  Dan’yelle Williamson plays Esther as a sincere heroine with a brain and a heart.  There was great chemistry between these two performers and the central storyline clicked.

The music is pleasant but a few songs were slightly awkward.  The “Insomnia” scene uses lines like “where’s my Zoloft?” which got easy laughs but had little to do with the story.  The evil Haman (Warren Curtis) is humiliated by Xerxes and sings the lightly rap influenced “You’ll Remember My Name.”  That song is almost as out of place as the Executioner’s number.  Darius Wright razzle dazzles “I’m a Guy Who Really Knows How to Swing” as a flamboyant ham while chewing the scenery mercilessly.  The song, the character and the performance style is certainly funny.  What does it have to do with the story other than some kooky comic relief?  I guess family shows featuring murderous dictators need to laugh through the pain prior to the happy ending.

Buried – Production

Performed at the Edinburgh Fringe Festival last year, Buried is a perfect example of the kind of surprise one can uncover at NYMF.  The creative team and cast has brought this show from the University of Sheffield via the Edinburgh Fringe Festival.  Tom Williams directed this show while also writing the book and lyrics.  This dark comedy has a lovely tuneful folksy score by Cordelia O’Driscoll.  The team graduated from college in 2017.  There is a rich connectivity between this material and the performances which are all dead on (forgive the pun).

Rose and Harry meet and bond quickly once they realize they are both serial killers.  “Just like me but in another body.”  We are not normally sympathetic to this type nor are we asked to be in this show despite their troubling backstories.  Buried, however, presents two very flawed outsiders with this interesting mirror-image twist.  Lindsay Manion is the tough and broken Rose.  The performance is relaxed, riveting, understated and unnerving.  She’s neurotic and disturbingly sexy, channeling a little Juliette Lewis in her physicality.  Sebastian Belli’s Harry is every part her equal.  He is perhaps the soul of the play.  His song “Something Ordinary” is a high point.

Four very talented ensemble members play many roles including victims, potential victims, television psychologists, bartenders and other roles.  Very few shows balance light moments and comedic breaks with emotional drama and intensity as effectively as Buried.  Mr. Williams’ direction and attention to detail are to be praised.  I expect this gem to be near or at the top of my Best of Fest list for this year’s NYMF.  More importantly, I will see anything these remarkable young writers try next.

Ladyship – Production

A lead actress was ill for the performance I caught of Ladyship.  One of the composers sat in for her and the cast did a hybrid reading/production in full costume.  The presentation flowed seamlessly and each actor’s nicely developed characterizations were evident.  Laura and Linda Good wrote this satisfying tale of female empowerment in a male dominated world.

Two hundred miscreants are sentenced to a seven year prison term in Australia.  The male colonists need women.  Ladyship is a musical about a handful of dubiously convicted ladies who embark on that ten month journey.  Young girls and women are shipped off to receive whatever assignment they get once landed.  The storytelling is strong and clear, especially in the first act.  The latter stages of Act II cram too much resolution far too quickly.  Without NYMF’s time constraints, that should be easily solvable.

There are good songs in Ladyship and the feminist anthem “I’m Done” could certainly find life outside this show.  The cast seemed well directed by Samatha Saltzman (although I saw only minimal staging).  Caitlin Cohn was outstanding as Mary Reed, the sixteen year old at the center of this story.  The actress playing her sister was the one who was ill.  Ms. Cohn’s ability to create a moving, heartfelt relationship with someone reading from a script on a chair was impressive.

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NYMF: Everything is Okay, Freedom Summer and Illuminati Lizards From Outer Space (New York Musical Festival, Part 1)

The New York Musical Festival nurtures the “creation, production and public presentation of stylistically, thematically and culturally diverse new musicals.”  Four NYMF shows eventually reached Broadway as [title of show], Next to Normal, Chaplin and In Transit.  Ten full productions will be staged with sets and costumes this year.  There will also be eleven readings with scripts in a rehearsal studio.  These shows are all works in progress.  The first three I attended during this four week marathon are discussed in this entry.

Everything is Okay (and other helpful lies) – Reading

Melissa Crum and Caitlin Lewins’ musical concerns a group of friends who frequently congregate at a local dive bar.  The gang is aggressively snarky with the jauntiness of the “dilly, dilly” beer commercials.  The opening song sets the tone.  “No one I love is gonna die today/Cars are not death traps/And drinking everyday is okay.”  There is a significant amount of focus on sex culminating in an a capella “I Can Do It On My Own.”  Three girlfriends dial Meg Ryan’s When Harry Met Sally diner scene to new levels.  Even though one character’s father dies early on, they enjoy the “FUN-eral.”

Their message for living is stated loud and clear: “all you gotta do is laugh through shit.”  Everything is Okay then takes a bumpy turn to more serious fare.  The insults get significantly more mean spirited.  The conflicts are far too contrived such as the fight between two characters when one of their Dads hires the other for a job.  This show seemed to work best when it concentrated on prickly humor.  “I made out with your younger brother/I felt like a cougar/It felt good.”  The best parts of this new musical are the funny jokes written by Ms. Crum and Ms. Lewins.

Freedom Summer – Reading

Covering territory frequently mined for dramatic effect, Freedom Summer feels like a musical version of the movie Mississippi Burning.  It’s June 1964 in Meridian, MS.  Voter registration drives add to the preexisting civil rights tension.  Mickey (Blake Price) and Rita (Talia Suskauer) are members of the Congress of Racial Equality (CORE).  They “Drive” down south to assist in the cause but are initially met with resistance.  Local kid James (Devin J. Hill) cannot be hired in a store due to the color of his skin.  “Don’t Shop Where You Can’t Work” is the protest song which brings focus to everyone.

A young man named Andy (Jason Goldston) tells his mom he wants to be “Part of It All.”  There are no surprises in the book (Charlie H. Ray) of this earnest story.  The music, on the other hand, is often beautifully melodic.  The score was written by Mr. Ray and Sam Columbus.  The piano is unquestionably the star of the show. 

This material is naturally going to be compared to many who have used this history to enlighten and enrage.  For this new musical to meaningfully add to our dialogue on America’s race relations, the characters will need to be brought to life with more dimensions and back stories.  (Duncan Shiek and Lynn Nottage’s fine The Secret Life of Bees opened last month and is still in my head.)  As it stands now, Freedom Summer is a generic civil rights story with a highly listenable score penned by talented composers.

Illuminati Lizards From Outer Space – Production

Comparisons have also impacted my enjoyment of Paul Western-Pittard and Yuri Worontschak’s musical.  Illuminati Lizards From Outer Space was a reading that I enjoyed during last year’s NYMF.   This loony conspiracy theory funhouse had silly humor and quirky characters.  The show was elevated to a full production and selected to open this year’s festival.  A few new songs were added.  A disgraced beauty pageant queen gets caught in a trap orchestrated by alien lizards intent on ruling Earth.  The source material comes from the millions of people who believe interstellar lizards in people suits rule our country.

Drugs, sex and possibly dead humans seem to be in abundance at the alien’s mysterious Scientology-inspired Savra Wellness Centre.  There’s an odd janitor named David who will become a “Man of Action.”  Brian Charles Rooney (so unforgettable as Dionne Salon in Bedbugs!!!) is excellent again here.  Tom Deckman was also funny as Klaus, the “Pharmacological Wonder.” Celia Mei Rubin clowned it up memorably in multiple small roles.

The central characters of the beauty queen Tina (Dani Spieler) and the lizard mate Guy (Joshua Hobbs) seemed to evolve.  Instead of adorably quirky dimwit and scaly creep, we now have sparkly pageant queen and self-absorbed male model.  I could see what they were going for but the resulting laughs were far fewer.  To be fair, the direction (frantic) and choreography (repetitive) did the cast (and the creators) no favors.  The zany and idiotic heart of Illuminati Lizards was extinguished far before the laser guns were drawn.  A big disappointment.

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Barabbas (Theater for the New City)

According to the Bible, there was a prevailing Passover custom in Jerusalem which allowed a crowd to commute a prisoner’s death sentence.  When Pontius Pilate asked, they chose Barabbas to be released.  Jesus of Nazareth was then crucified.  Playwright Will T. F. Carter’s first play updates this story to a Peruvian prison in 2021.

Sebastian Sahak Barabbas is a lawyer who has been sentenced to the Miguel Castro Castro prison in the eastern province of Lima.  One of the guards is listening to the newly elected President on television.  He is going to rout out those people who seek to tarnish his beloved country for personal or financial gain.  “Bara” has been caught in a tidal shift and pronounced guilty.

Jesús Moreno Glas is a well-known prisoner.  He decided to leak emails to the press exposing corruption in the system.  Jesús was not innocent of crimes but decided to reveal the truth.  His new roommate is the newly incarcerated Bara who despises him.  “You’re the reason I’m here.  You and your conscience.”  Jesús has turned to God.

The tension between the two men is palpable right from the start of this short one act play.  There are some standard issue topics covered including an uncomfortable bed, sharing a toilet, bad food and mistreatment from guards.  The interesting part of this play is the analysis between the characters about their situations amidst a corrupt world.  Jesús knows he won’t last inside this prison, saying “unlike you, I don’t have congressional representation.”

Bara is represented by a lawyer who advises that he needs to let things blow over for a while.  He is confused by Jesús’ viewpoint noting, “your confession solidified the President’s message.”  Is everyone really in favor of transparency?  This play argues that truth is only welcome until it has negative personal impacts.

Events happen which destabilize the world outside.  The spin cycle we see on our televisions every day is employed here to question the validity (or even usefulness) of the truth.  Someone may be labeled a criminal one day.  A major shift in the prevailing winds could change perception into a more socially acceptable label as political prisoner the next day.

The moral dilemma of self-preservation was particularly interesting.  Faced with a Barabbas versus Jesus choice (and one of them was you), how far would you go to not be the one crucified?

This production directed by Eduardo Machado could benefit from even more tension.  Darker lighting might enhance the feeling of suffocating in abject squalor.  As designed, the set makes conversations happen between characters facing toward each other and away from the audience.  More lines were mumbled and lost than is advisable (although I expect that should have improved through previews).

The fight choreography by Daniel Benhamu was excellent.  Anwar Wolf portrayed Jesús and believably conveyed all of the piety required.  Mateo D’Amato produced and starred in this play as Bara.  It’s a juicy role with many different emotions.  Mr. D’Amato successfully propelled the story and gave us yet another reason to distrust lawyers and whatever establishment is in power.  “It was just an envelope…. it’s not like I killed someone.”

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[Veil Widow Conspiracy] (Next Door at NYTW)

Presented by NAATCO (National Asian American Theatre Company), the parentheses of the title [Veil Widow Conspiracy] hint at this play’s structure.  The events to be unveiled center around a 1922 political murder mystery which occurred in Xinjiang, China.  It is also about a 2010 movie filmed on location about that mystery.  Finally, two young Asians in a dystopian Brooklyn in 2035 are discussing the film.  The story lines are related and tucked inside each other but really serve to comment on philosophies and moralities.

In conversation, Mei and Xião agree that it’s not enough to be family anymore to get in China.  Connections are needed.  Apparently they reside in Brooklyn and the situation in the year 2035 is not good.  Xião (Aaron Yoo) brings up the autonomous region of Xinjiang and a movie.  The film cannot be seen in this presumably dystopian world so he will be telling her the story.  The metaphorically dense dialogue emerges early on when Mei (Karoline Xu) says, “We’re basically swimming in doubt and breathing bad faith – who can bear deliberate fancy?”

Quickly the time shifts to 1922 and we hear about a General’s daughter whose face was disfigured in a shooting accident.  Her husband was killed and now she is going to remarry.  A line of pompously important suitors attempt to woo her.  She now wears a veil since her appearance is a highly guarded secret, likely a hideous one.  The plot thickens as the suitors bad mouth each other and she toys with them about finding and killing her husband’s murderer.

This extensive period soap opera portion is leaden with little tension created to spark the attempt at aristocratic political intrigue.  The 1922 Heiress (Kimiye Corwin) says to the Commander, “How can I, when the thought of your touch makes me gag?”  It’s hard to get on board when the words sound silly and overwrought but are not delivered that way.

Shifting again, the play moves to the filming of the 2010 movie.  More or less there are three angles here:  recreation of movie scenes, interviews with the filmmakers and heated discussions with Chinese censors who confiscate the half-finished project.  “A western film attacking Chinese values will not be approved.”  The producer responds, “Of course not.  Tell me, is this like pubic hair?”  A conversation ensues about the appropriateness of male and female nudity.

Lines emerge about false truths which perk up the ears.  “The hypocrisy of a truth despite it being universally known.  That is exactly what brought down the Catholic Church.  And the Berlin Wall.”  But then the dialogue circles back to “pubic hair is another example, absent across centuries to even now – depending on where – but still, often, sometimes – asserting the complete non-existence of a biological commonplace.”  There are some interesting ideas and thoughts buried deep within this play.  The dialogue is often so intellectually unnatural that it was hard to stay focused to find those nuggets.

The mishmash of interlocking stories continue from 1922 events to the movie shoot to the cast speaking directly to the audience.  An actor confesses “I felt so naïve, in my privilege” before quickly returning to the main drama.  The story will finally conclude before returning to Brooklyn in 2035 so the Mei and Xião can disagree about the film.  She concludes:  “that is an insidious amount of total bullshit.”  A dangerous line to throw out there at the end of an overwritten play.  [Veil Widow Conspiracy] needs copious editing and perhaps complete elimination of the Brooklyn bookends which did not seem to add anything meaningful.

Edward Chin-Lyn (as Commander and Film Director) and James Seol (as Prince and Delegate) created confident characterizations for both of their roles.  Yu-Hsuan Chen’s set design was ingeniously simple and very effective in clearly delineating the oft-changing locales.  Gordon Dahlquist’s play, however, is long-winded and the director (Aneesha Kudtarkar) was not able to help us understand why this particular story was being told.

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13 Fruitcakes (La Mama)

La Mama Experimental Theatre Club has programmed a month-long series called the Stonewall 50 celebration.  Coinciding with this month’s World Pride event, 13 Fruitcakes arrives with a few instructive sentences about New York in 1964 when the World’s Fair was opening.  The mayor orders the city’s social pariahs off the streets including the homeless, druggies, prostitutes and homosexuals.  That’s a far cry from rainbow windows at Nordstrom’s in midtown today.  Halleloo!

From this ominous opening, video projections wind backward through time until 6th Century BCE.  The first of the vignettes is the story of Harmodius and Aristogeiton.  These two male lovers became known as the Tyrannicides, the preeminent symbol of democracy to ancient Athenians.  (Wouldn’t it be fun if Tyrannicides was the word origin for “tranny”?)  These men assassinated the authoritarian tyrant.  With minimal storytelling (projected sentences), each scene incorporates a sung poem from a gay author set to an original score.  For this first vignette, they used Walt Whitman’s We Two Boys Clinging Together.

The story of Dong Xian in the 1st Century BCE follows.  He was a Han Dynasty politician who quickly gained fame and power, rising to be the most powerful official in Emperor Ai’s administration.  Both were married but the two men had a sexual relationship.  King Hyegong of Korea’s Silla kingdom in the 8th Century was murdered because he was effeminate.  Historians describe him as a man by appearance but a woman by nature.

Byungkoo Ahn wrote and directed this production featuring the Singing Actors Repertory from South Korea.  The beautiful and intricate song cycle was composed by Gihieh Lee.  The poem’s words were always projected to allow their meaning to be clear whether or not sung in English.  The style was frequently operatic and deeply emotional.  The singing by the accomplished cast was excellent as was the choreographed movement and silent acting.

The show travels through history presenting artistic vignettes of major “fruitcakes” from history.  Serious, somber and occasionally playful and silly, the show incorporates music, dance, costumes and drama with a major Korean drag artist as a Mistress of Ceremonies named Orlando.  More Zimin lip synchs her songs which are performed live by the gloriously big voiced Jayoung Jeong.  Along the way, the show covers Leonardo da Vinci, Tchaikovski and Eleanor Roosevelt seen in many, many photos kissing women.

One particular story is told with simplistic and heartbreaking poignancy.  Alice B. Toklas lived with Gertrude Stein for 38 years.  Ms. Stein was an avid art collector of works by her friends and had assembled a treasure trove of paintings.  When she died, Ms. Toklas had no legal standing as the women were not married.  She died in penury.  The projection first showed an empty room, then chairs, then the women and finally the whole room was filled in with paintings adorning the walls.  A visual representation of an unfair society powerfully told through a single photograph.

The sad, horrifically unjust tale of Alan Turing is another slice of fruitcake.  It remains unfathomable that the man who was pivotal in decoding Nazi communications for the Allies and saving millions of lives would be sentenced to chemical castration for his homosexuality.  Twenty years later British sex farces with transvestites would be considered great fun in the West End.

Using a little comedy to lighten up the proceedings was welcome in the section about Hans Christian Andersen.  His love letters to Edvard Collin survive but Mr. Collin married and was not gay.  Scholars believe Andersen’s The Little Mermaid, written at the same time as the communication between these two men, is reflective of his personal story of loss.  Oscar Wilde’s Wasted Days provides the poem to accompany this piece.  A wedding ceremony is staged where three groomsmen hilariously horse around with dildos.  This is partially a drag show after all.

Much of the pacing in 13 Fruitcakes is very slow with transitions that could be shortened.  All of this blooming artistry is accompanied by Los Angeles Laptop Collective who, dressed as nerdish angels, add layers of electronica noises throughout the show.  It’s jarring and different than anything on the stage.  The effect seemed to be a different generation looking back in time from the perspective of today.  That remains important and added an interesting element.

Dripping with style and grace (and, of course, a fabulous headdress), More Zimin ends the show with a climatic peak.  The whole cast is singing and she saunters offstage returning with chains carried overhead only to throw them to the ground.  The cast sings “we must go through yet we do not know who called or what marks we shall leave upon the snow.”

There is only one weekend to see this experimental work of art in the midst of a historical pride month from an overseas company who brought their singular vision.  Patient theatergoers will be rewarded with a celebration of some of the best fruitcakes ever tasted.

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Convention

Ever wanted to sit on the floor during a Presidential nominating National Convention?  The opportunity is available in Brooklyn at the Irondale Center.  Danny Rocco’s play immerses its audience onto the floor of the 1944 Democratic convention.  Roosevelt had already served four terms and was not expected to live through his next one.  A battle for the Vice Presidency – and for the likely next President – occurred.  That juicy political story is retold here with a huge cast of forty actors.

The candidates for Vice President included the incumbent Henry A. Wallace and Harry S. Truman.  Although Wallace was the President’s pick, some in the party found him too progressively left and friendly to labor.  Truman was the more moderate choice.  Convention imagines the wheeling and dealing which took place over two days in July, 1944.

Directed by Shannon Fillion, the convention stage is used for speeches but the guts of this play is the action which occurs everywhere, often simultaneously as written.  There are delegates sitting among the audience chanting “we want Wallace, the same old team.”  Discussions, arguments and gossip ensues.  There are many sidebars happening in the aisles and up in the balcony. Pick one or two and eavesdrop.  The energy and general mayhem is fun, especially for political junkies.

There are a lot of delegates and who’s who becomes a little hard to follow.  The main players in this drama do emerge.  Senator Samuel D. Jackson worked very hard to secure Truman’s nomination.  He later said that he wanted his tombstone inscribed with the words, “Here lies the man who stopped Henry Wallace from becoming President of the United States.”

Jackson is portrayed by Kathleen Littlefield in a confidently assured performance.  The casting in this show is gender and racially neutral.  That seems to work fine overall.  Campiness does creep in occasionally and it seems intentional.  The relatively young cast, however, struggles slightly to add gravitas to these delegates and convention organizers so the humor is close to sitcom laughs.  The best performances were strongly defined, appropriately serious in tone while also being amusing.  McLean Peterson’s Mayor Kelly, Michael Pantozzi’s Philip Murray (from the Congress of Industrial Organizations) and Sue Kim as Dorothy Vrendenburgh, the Secretary of the DNC, were especially memorable.

Billed as an immersive political comedy, the production pivots between semi-serious reenactment and slyly subversive farce.  The build up in Act I to the final speech in support of Wallace is a peak.  The show is never less than interesting and fascinating to follow.  If you enjoy bribes, secret meetings, spying, extramarital affairs, conniving and pettiness, there is much to gawk at during this political soap opera spoof.

The beginning of Act II takes a turn to a lighter, jokier comedic style which was less successful.  The Hot Dog Man (a very funny J.G. Grouzard) is front and center barking about his merchandise.  Bess Truman is portrayed by Daniel John Serpati in drag.  He’s certainly funny but a tad out of place.  The women playing men don’t camp up the drag nearly as big (or perhaps he was just the boldest impersonation).

There are some odd diversions along the way where these characters ponder what love is or toss up-to-date commentary into the mix.  “Stop it.  You’re like birds tweeting… use your mind.”  I did get a kick out of many of the witty asides in the script when they were politically insightful and sharply delivered.  A favorite:  “people love bullshit because people are simple.”

I sat in the Iowa section.  Many audience members were fanning themselves like you might see in a crowded, overheated convention hall.  It added to the realism but the fans served another purpose.  The inside of the Irondale Center is quite warm.  I advise you to dress appropriately.

Last week I saw Ms. Blakk For President at Chicago’s Steppenwolf Theatre about the 1992 New York Democratic Convention.  Three days later I attended this Convention in NYC based on the 1944 Chicago Democratic Convention.  Kismet?  America’s politics may appear more theatrical today than ever before.  It’s a welcome time to let inspiring artists highlight some of the highs and lows of the democratic process.  We need to laugh at it sometimes to remain sane.

Convention can be recommended for its immersive experience and Shannon Fillion’s you-are-there direction.  Her massive cast has been orchestrated to make you feel like you are on the floor in the middle of the action.  Although clearly not intended, it would be interesting to see this same piece staged more traditionally with a gang of grandstanding older, white men.  Danny Rocco’s ambitious dramedy might then acquire a darker edge more pointedly skewering the political games played in the real world.

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