Saturday, June 30, 2007

Fat Pig

“People are not comfortable with difference.  You know?  Fags, retards, cripples.  Fat people.  Old folks, even.  They scare us or something...  The thing they represent that’s so scary is what we could be, how vulnerable we all are...we’re all just one step away from being what frightens us.  What we despise so...we despise it when we see it in anybody else.”

The character of the unlikable friend, Carter (Michael Wiles) has just summed up the message of Neil LaBute’s “Fat Pig,” currently running at Capital Stage, on the Delta King, under the direction of Stephanie Gularte.

“Fat Pig” is a one-act, four-person play which centers on the growing relationship between Tom (Shaun Carroll) and Helen (Christin [sic] O’Cuddehy), two people who meet, by chance, in a diner and discover that they love the same movies and the same books, they have the same sense of humor and they just seem to click.

The problem is that Helen is fat (I will resist the temptation to use euphemisms like zaftig or Rubenes-esque or “full figured”) and Tom is a tall, slim, handsome, successful businessman who has apparently used his looks to work his way up the corporate ladder.  There is also an ex-girlfriend, Jeannie (Katherine C. Miller), who doesn’t realize she’s really an “ex” girlfriend and who can’t understand what Tom can possibly see in “that fat sow.”

As a fat person myself, I found a lot of disturbing things in the script of this comedy, particularly in the mean-spirited comments that Carter uses to describe Helen. (“She’s off to the bathroom...with a basket of dinner rolls hidden under her skirt.”  “They didn’t just send her, did they?–not that she couldn’t eat for five...”) – and especially the audience’s laughter at the jokes.  But that was LaBute’s whole point.  His program biography talks of his own battles with weight (a battle he claims that he is now losing, after a successful period of high self esteem when he was able to stick with a healthy lifestyle.)  He wants the audience to look at appearance and our feelings about people who are “different.” 

Tom, Carter and Jeannie are the “beautiful people,” and yet they are seriously flawed and each of them, on some level is unlikeable.  Helen is the “different one.”  Yet she has a beauty about her which is unmistakable and ultimately she is the only truly “good” character in the play.

This is another strong cast for Capital Stage.  Christin O’Cuddehy is magnificent.  She has a self-assuredness that makes you look past her weight instantly.  Like her character, she seems comfortable in her body and she knows she’s good.  Her changing emotions throughout the play were beautifully handled, particularly at the end.  It would be difficult to think of an actress who could have done this role better.

Shaun Carroll is a fussbudgety Tom, unsure of himself, knowing how much he cares for this woman, yet torn between his growing feelings for her and his fear of the derision he will receive at the hands of the rest of the world if he were to continue the relationship.

I want to say that Michael Wiles was terrible as Carter...but my negative feelings are only because he was such a good Carter.  He created the perfect sleazeball, a snobby, snide, self-indulgent character who pretends to be Tom’s friend, but who is never there for him, except when he can have some fun at his friend’s expense.

Katherine C. Miller is a spitfire as the scorned Jeannie.  Though she did a wonderful job in the role, I feel that LaBute’s scenes between Jeannie and Tom were overly long and repetitious.  We never really learn much about their previous relationship (LaBute tantalizes us with whether there was actually a physical relationship or not), other than that it ended badly and Jeannie still hopes for a reconciliation.

While this is really a comedy, like LaBute’s other works (such as “Nurse Betty”), it has a distinct dark side to it.  Throughout the evening, we wonder which will win out – will love conquer all, or will peer pressure force Tom to give up his one big chance at a meaningful relationship?

Throughout the journey, perhaps we can all learn a bit about ourselves and how we view the world around us, and give some thought to how we treat those who aren’t part of the “beautiful people.”   

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Beauty and the Beast

If I were forced to give a one-word review of the Davis Musical Theater Company’s new production, “Beauty and the Beast,” directed by Steve Isaacson, with musical direction by Erik Daniells, it would have to be: wow.

“Beauty and the Beast” is a huge show. It started life as a Disney animated cartoon and was the first of such films to cross over from the silver screen to the stage in 1991. Its phenomenal success spawned the likes of “The Lion King” and “Mary Poppins,” and “Tarzan.”

With the financial backing of the Disney corporation, the stage show could dazzle with opulent costumes, intricate sets and wonderful special effects, something almost impossible for a small community theater on a small budget to reproduce. But DMTC does the best it can and can hold its head high for the end result.

You won’t find intricate sets, but you will find utilitarian sets (designed by Isaacson), and more set changes than I remember in a DMTC show.

Costume design by Denise Miles is outstanding. Belle’s final costume alone would not be out of place in a professional production. It’s gorgeous.

But what gives this show the “wow” factor is the energy, the stunning choreography by Ron Cisneros, who is wonderful at making non-dancers look like dancers, and the quality of the acting and singing.

Rachelle Jones is delicious as Belle, the spunky heroine, who, to save her father’s life, agrees to live in the castle of the Beast forever. Jones does not have a strong voice, but a sweet, clear, genuine voice and she created a real character, not a caricature. It was a captivating performance.

Gil Sebastian is perfect as Belle’s eccentric father, Maurice, the town inventor who gets lost in the woods and ends up in the dungeon of the Beast’s castle.

Tevye Ditter made an impressive Beast, a prince under the spell of an enchantress (Kristen Meyers, who appears later as Babette), doomed to live inside a hideous body unless he can find a woman to love him for who he is, not for how he looks. His growing love for Belle is unmistakable to the audience, less so, at first, to the Beast. Ditter has a powerful voice and his “If I can’t love her,” which ends Act 1, was the high point of the evening.

Gaston is the town hunk, whose self-esteem needs no bolstering. In his mind, he’s gorgeous and he knows it and has set his eye on the most beautiful girl in town, Belle, to be his wife, whether she wants to be or not. JR Humbert does a wonderful job at being the egotist who can’t believe that there could possibly be a woman who would not swoon at his advances.

Fifteen year old Chris Peterson is very funny as Gaston’s foil, LaFou, who gets tossed around so much one wonders if Peterson is going to end the run black and blue.

The bewitched prince’s house staff also comes under the curse of the Beast, and are gradually turning into furniture and other household objects. As the candelabra, Lumiere, Jon Jackson provides lots of fun. Lumiere gets all the best lines (“You’ve cut me to the wick...”) and Jackson makes the most of them.

Adam Sartain is Cogsworth, the major domo who is slowly becoming a clock and who plays off of Lumiere beautifully.

The ever-wonderful Lenore Sebastian is Mrs. Potts, the round little tea kettle, who pushes her son “Chip” (Sara Pinto) around in a tea cart and who sings the beautiful title song as the Beast and Belle’s romance begins to blossom.

Kristen Meyers is adorable as Babette, the feather duster in a feathered dress Ginger Rogers would have loved.

Carolyn Gregory is Madame de la Grande Bouche, the opera star who is now becoming a chest of drawers.

The trio of Silly Girls (Shannon Kendall, Carolyn Self, and Wendy Young), all vying for the love of Gaston, deserve special mention for their valiant attempt at a high-kicking can-can.

The 10 piece orchestra under the direction of Erik Daniells provides better than average accompaniment.

This is a huge cast for DMTC – I count 36 actors involved. While it moves fairly quickly, the pace may be a bit slow for younger children (two youngsters near me were quite squirmy), but children 8 and up (especially little girls) should love it.

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Light in the Piazza

Sacramento audiences will give a standing ovation to just about anything, I have discovered over the past seven years. The audience at the Community Theater did not give a standing ovation to “Light in the Piazza,” the final musical of this year’s Broadway Series.

Several people did not return after intermission and one woman, passing me on her way out said “We’ve had enough.”

“Well, ya don’t come out singin’ anything,” commented a woman behind me walking out of the theater.

“It was....uh...different,” said a grandfatherly type to his granddaughter.

“Light in the Piazza,” based on a 1950s novella by Elizabeth Spencer and made into a non-musical movie in 1952 (with Olivia DeHavilland, Yvette Mimieux, George Hamilton and Rossano Brazzi), is the winner of 6 Tony awards, including best original score.

It tells the story Margaret Johnson (Christine Andreas), traveling through Italy with her daughter Clara (Katie Rose Clarke) and the romance between Clara and a young Florentine, Fabrizio Naccarelli (David Burnham). Margaret wants to introduce her daughter to the places that she visited with her husband Roy (John Procaccino) on their honeymoon ... and perhaps recapture the magic of that time, since the joy seems to have gone out of her marriage, we gradually discover through telephone calls home to the husband throughout the show.

Katie Rose Clark made her Broadway debut in the role of Clara, and she is lovely in it. She beautifully portrays the sense of a woman, much too young for her years and we gradually begin to realize that all is not right with Clara.

Burnham exudes Italian sexuality as he falls madly, hopelessly in love with Clara on first meeting.

Margaret tries to prevent a romance from developing, for reasons which are made clear later in the show, but gets swept up in the blossoming love of Clara and Fabrizio as well as the boy’s expansive family – his father (Craig Bennett), mother (Diana DiMarzio), philandering brother Giuseppe (Jonathan Hammond), and Giuseppe’s wife Franca (Wendi Bergamini), all of whom are captivated by Clara.

Emotional undertones drive this story, with Margaret’s anguish about Clara, her desire to control the girl’s life for fear she cannot control herself, and her desire to let her daughter have the normal life she feared would never be possible.

This is a visually beautiful show, with sets by Michael Yeargan and complementary earth toned costumes by Catherine Zuber.

The story is sweet, but the distortions of the amplification system (perhaps it was just where we were sitting) made it sometimes difficult to follow, especially when the women were singing. The authors (Craig Lucas, book and Adam Guettel, music and lyrics) have crafted a show which has the feel of an old-fashioned musical, relying on a simple story instead of the flashy special effects of some of the Disney-based musicals of recent years.

Guettel’s music has been compared to Sondheim in its sophistication. There are truly beautiful musical moments, such as Clara’s rendition of the title song, and many, especially when sung in Italian, have an almost operatic quality. (The one jarring moment of the evening is during “Aiutami,” an animated, operatic multi-person song in Italian, when Signora Niccarelli steps into the spotlight in speaks to the audience in unaccented English – which she admits she does not speak – to explain what is going on in the song. It seemed out of character with the rest of the show.)

But unless you have been listening to the endless television promos for this show, you will not find yourself remembering any of the songs once the cast has left the stage.

For all of its good points there was just something “off” about this show for me (and apparently for others in the audience). Perhaps a lot of it had to do with the inability to understand, not only the Italian (a libretto or supertitles might be needed!), but also the exposure done in song in English.

There is also a basic dislike of the storyline which, though lovely in its concept of love conquering all, involves a bit of deceit on the part of the mother and leaves the audience with even more of a question about the “happily ever after” of the young lovers.

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Beauty and the Beast

If I were forced to give a one-word review of the Davis Musical Theater Company’s new production, “Beauty and the Beast,” directed by Steve Isaacson, with musical direction by Erik Daniells, it would have to be: wow.

“Beauty and the Beast” is a huge show. It started life as a Disney animated cartoon and was the first of such films to cross over from the silver screen to the stage in 1991. Its phenomenal success spawned the likes of “The Lion King” and “Mary Poppins,” and “Tarzan.”

With the financial backing of the Disney corporation, the stage show could dazzle with opulent costumes, intricate sets and wonderful special effects, something almost impossible for a small community theater on a small budget to reproduce. But DMTC does the best it can and can hold its head high for the end result.

You won’t find intricate sets, but you will find utilitarian sets (designed by Isaacson), and more set changes than I remember in a DCOC show.

Costume design by Denise Miles is outstanding. Belle’s final costume alone would not be out of place in a professional production. It’s gorgeous.

But what gives this show the “wow” factor is the energy, the stunning choreography by Ron Cisneros, who is wonderful at making non-dancers look like dancers, and the quality of the acting and singing.

Rachelle Jones is delicious as Belle, the spunky heroine, who, to save her father’s life, agrees to live in the castle of the Beast forever. Jones does not have a strong voice, but a sweet, clear, genuine voice and she created a real character, not a caricature. It was a captivating performance.

Gil Sebastian is perfect as Belle’s eccentric father, Maurice, the town inventor who gets lost in the woods and ends up in the dungeon of the Beast’s castle.

Tevye Ditter made an impressive Beast, a prince under the spell of an enchantress (Kristen Meyers, who appears later as Babette), doomed to live inside a hideous body unless he can find a woman to love him for who he is, not for how he looks. His growing love for Belle is unmistakable to the audience, less so, at first, to the Beast. Ditter has a powerful voice and his “If I can’t love her,” which ends Act 1, was the high point of the evening.

Gaston is the town hunk, whose self-esteem needs no bolstering. In his mind, he’s gorgeous and he knows it and has set his eye on the most beautiful girl in town, Belle, to be his wife, whether she wants to be or not. JR Humbert does a wonderful job at being the egotist who can’t believe that there could possibly be a woman who would not swoon at his advances.

Fifteen year old Chris Peterson is very funny as Gaston’s foil, LaFou, who gets tossed around so much one wonders if Peterson is going to end the run black and blue.

The bewitched prince’s house staff also comes under the curse of the Beast, and are gradually turning into furniture and other household objects. As the candelabra, Lumiere, Jon Jackson provides lots of fun. Lumiere gets all the best lines (“You’ve cut me to the wick...”) and Jackson makes the most of them.

Adam Sartain is Cogsworth, the major domo who is slowly becoming a clock and who plays off of Lumiere beautifully.

The ever-wonderful Lenore Sebastian is Mrs. Potts, the round little tea kettle, who pushes her son “Chip” (Sara Pinto) around in a tea cart and who sings the beautiful title song as the Beast and Belle’s romance begins to blossom.

Kristen Meyers is adorable as Babette, the feather duster in a feathered dress Ginger Rogers would have loved.

Carolyn Gregory is Madame de la Grande Bouche, the opera star who is now becoming a chest of drawers.

The trio of Silly Girls (Shannon Kendall, Carolyn Self, and Wendy Young), all vying for the love of Gaston, deserve special mention for their valiant attempt at a high-kicking can-can.

The 10 piece orchestra under the direction of Erik Daniells provides better than average accompaniment.

This is a huge cast for DMTC – I count 36 actors involved. While it moves fairly quickly, the pace may be a bit slow for younger children (two youngsters near me were quite squirmy), but children 8 and up (especially little girls) should love it.