Sunday, October 12, 2014

Review: Absolutely! {perhaps} @ Constellation Theatre Company

Absolutely! {perhaps}
by Luigi Pirandello
Constellation Theatre Company, 11 October 2014

            What is the truth? Is it based on facts or appearance, or does it rest solely in the mind? This question forms the base for one of Pirandello’s first full-length plays, where he explores the relationships between personal and public truths and whether the difference is important. Constellation Theatre Company opens their newest seasons with this comedy, originally written in 1917 in Italian, and later translated and adapted by Martin Sherman in London in 2003. Director Allison Arkell Stockman has chosen this new adaptation and set it within 1960’s Italy.
Based within the home of the Agazzi family in a small town, a group of friends have all come together to discuss the newest addition to the town, Signor Ponza, his wife, and his mother-in-law, Signora Frola. It seems that while the Ponzas live in another part of town, Signora Frola has been moved into the flat next door to the Agazzi’s, and is never able to see her daughter in person. Within the first act, both Ponza and Frola visit the Agazzi’s home, each telling stories of the other’s madness in relation to Ponza’s wife, who may or may not be Frola’s daughter. But who is telling the truth, and who is simply mad?
As this was a preview, I understand that the actors are still settling into the language and characters, possibly explain why the last night’s performances felt somewhat forced and unnatural. The Source Theatre is not a large space, and I am not a fan of over-articulation within small spaces. I think it is unnatural and uncomfortable though I know many theatre-makers in the United States still think it necessary, and I have a feeling that I may have been the only one in the audience that was really bothered by this. Eventually they did settle into their characters, and as I began to accept this world that they were trying to create, I could forgive the affected and unnatural voices I was hearing.
This play in style is a bit tricky, the writing is a tad uncomfortable as the author paints many of his characters with black and white views, while one character is allowed to be a voice of reason among the din of gossip. Lamberto Laudisi, played by Ashley Ivey, is the flamboyant and playful brother of Signora Agazzi. Ivey is very enjoyable to watch, playing with the characters and occasionally turning to the audiences as his co-conspirator, as he watches this farce unfold. Ivey’s character often comes across as the voice of Pirandello himself, criticizing characters that are likely based upon real people, and presenting the reasonable and kind alternative to prying that is to just let others be.
I also particularly enjoyed the performance of Michael Glenn as Signor Ponza, a man plagued by gossip, stressed and frazzled by the prying into his personal life by people who barely knows. Playing his frail mother-in-law, Kimberly Schraf is equally impressive as these pair leave the characters and the audience equally uncertain of who is mad and who’s truth is based upon fact. Always a personal fan of a woman in power, I found Julie Garner as the mayor to be an enjoyable adaptation in this modern reinvisioning of Pirendello’s play.
Techincally, this production was absolutely gorgeous, as both lighting and scenic designer, A.J. Guban created a beautiful 1960’s home that he lit to perfection. Costume designer, Kendra Rai placed this scene very effectively within the period with clothing and hair-styles that accentuated height of fashion that Italy is known for. Along these lines, I’d also like to applaud Palmer Hefferan for his use of all Italian music, keeping the mood of the play fun and the period clear.

Overall, Constellation Theatre has delivered a solid and enjoyable piece of theatre, beautifully designed and performed well. This is a light-hearted, comedic piece that gives insight on the serious issue of privacy – both comedic and insightful, audiences leave the theatre with much to think about. Absolutely!{perhaps} is playing until November 9th at The Source Theatre in Washington, DC.

Saturday, June 7, 2014

Theatre Academia: The Embedded Critic

This is taken from a paper I wrote about 'The Embedded Critic' for my MA Theatre Studies:


In the Style of The Stage
Analysis and Opinion Section

The “Embedded Critic”
What Do They Write and Where Do They Stand as Critics?

The sub-culture of Theatre Critics and Theatre Criticism that exists in London is a special little community. This community consists of all sorts of writers, from some of our newspaper favorites like Michael Billington, who has been reviewing since my parents were children, even to the online bloggers, like Matt Trueman whose articles are even commonplace here on The Stage. I myself am fairly new to this world of London Theatre Criticism and currently exist within the sphere of the common, unpaid blogging reviewer with the occasional spot in a student newspaper. To the average reader, the Blogger may seem to be the newest incarnation of the Theatre Critic, but it may be a surprise to some, as it was to myself, that bloggers are now commonplace and a new type of ‘critic’ has come into the theatrical community.  
It wasn’t until this past September when I attended the Critic’s Circle Centenary Conference that I first heard the term “Embedded Critic.” In my mind, I pictured a member of the company, one of the actors or the director, secretly and frantically pounding away at a typewriter in their rickety old room opposite the Moulin Rouge, writing criticism on their own and their colleagues’ work. As bohemian and romantic as I like to think this daydream is, it turns out that the Embedded Critic is a type of theatre journalist. From what I understand, the Embedded Critic is still a somewhat ambiguous role and can be approached from a number of different angles. The standard, from what writers like Matt Trueman and Melissa Poll have led me to believe, is a person who sits in on the rehearsal process, but is not directly involved in the creation of the work.  They comment on and write about the work from the perspective of someone who has seen the entire process through to performance. But I find myself wondering, is this true criticism? To explore possible answers to this question, I shall discuss the role of an Embedded Critic and try to decipher whether their work can be filed under the tab of “Theatre Criticism,” and where the future for this type of theatre writing may lie.
With such a new term, I find I must strive to be indisputably clear by what is meant when I speak about the Embedded Critic. As I understand the role, it is a critic or theatre journalist who goes beyond the small “insider” pieces where a journalist may sit in on a rehearsal or do an interview in order to gain a more in-depth view of the process within creating a production. According to an article by Matt Trueman in The Stage, this is a style of theatre writing where ‘the critic reports on the process alone… Embedded criticism extends beyond a single day’s glimpse of the whole process –sometimes even longer, over several such processes’ (2012). Trueman is distinguishing between the critics that write an interview here or a rehearsal report there, to pick out the critics who sit in as an outside eye on the entire process of creation that a production undergoes and are “embedded” within that production. Somewhat like an interview or profile of one of the actors, Embedded Critics are often invited in as a way for the show to gain publicity. However, unlike a simple interview, this journalist writes with a deeper understanding of the production rather than a snapshot view. It seems to vary, with some Embedded Critics sitting in for a week, to others being involved from the first reading to the last dress rehearsal. Simply put, I am speaking about a person who sits in on a number of rehearsals, and then writes about what they perceive (and receive, as viewer) from watching these sessions.
In this vein, it seems like the embedded critic plays the same role as the “Special Features” of a DVD, but for the theatre. I will admit, as a spectator I do like to sometimes know what went into the making of a production. Often times, without an embedded critic, we rely on the notes within a programme from the Director or Designer within a production, and I would say that they are even more embedded than the journalist that’s been invited in. This ‘outside eye’ could perhaps give audiences an insight of the changes that occurred and led up to the production they are seeing on the stage. It could be beneficial and interesting for some, to understand why and how this piece was created and the changes that occurred overtime - changes that someone like a designer or director may be too involved in to see. But let me repeat, ‘beneficial and interesting for some,’ like the special feature of a DVD, not every audience member wants this insight, so perhaps this would be best to keep on a theatre website or in the programme, for those audience members hungry for more than what they see on the stage.
If these writings are being posted on the website or in the programme, though, then we move further from criticism and closer towards marketing. This is not to say that mainstream newspaper reviews can’t be used as marketing, of course they often are, but the average critic comes to a show with the same first-night perspective as an audience member who may be reading these reviews in hopes of deciding how to spend their time and money. This problem has also been addressed in the article, Who’s Really In Bed with this embedded critic? by Melissa Poll on The British Theatre Guide website, where she addresses this use of “Embedded Criticism” in publicity materials. In fact, Poll brings up the very relevant issue of where the money for these Embedded Critics is coming from. While possible interesting, it is very doubtful that a newspaper or blog website would pay for their arts journalists to sit in on rehearsals full-time for up to three weeks. Often these companies pay the critics to come into their space, possibly blurring the lines for some between the biased and the objective perspective of an arts journalist. Perhaps I’m looking at this with a negative perspective, but I believe that when a company pays someone to come in, watch rehearsals and then to write about their production for them, then that writer is taking on a marketing and not an auditing role.
Furthermore, there is the issue of how this writing is controlled, and how even the most objective Embedded Theatre Journalist’s words could be muddled and contorted. As I mentioned previously, the company being observed is usually the provider of the writer’s all too necessary paycheck. Poll also mentions this, arguing ‘that the word “critic” rings false when a theatre company has final editorial control over the content authored by an embedded critic on the company website’ (2013). Even a critical and honest look at both the success and difficulties that a theatrical company faces in the creation of a piece, can be skewed in edits. While this infringes on the integrity of the writer, it also places the audience into a dangerous position when they believe they are reading the work of a “critic” without necessarily realizing the bias that obviously went into the writing and publishing of that work.
The word “critic” is what is being most contested about this form of theatre writing and journalism, and rightly so. From what I always understood about “Theatre Criticism,” it is a journalist, with an education around and deeper understanding of the theatre that allows them to give their readership an enlightened and honest opinion of a production as the audience will see it: in the theatre without prior knowledge of the creation. I do believe that if this theatre journalist, who has been present throughout a large portion of the rehearsal process then went on to post a review of the show after following the creation, that review would be skewed from the natural bias that tends to occur with personal involvement. I know when I was an undergraduate student working on my university’s productions, even if the show was mediocre, seeing the process always gave me an altered and positively biased view of the final product. The average audience member who reads reviews and relies on them as direction for where to spend their time and money will not have the prior experience of sitting in on the process and may be disappointed in where they were directed.
But at the same time, I can’t say that this is not a type of writing that could be very positive for theatre culture. Many critics read up on productions, actors, writers and directors before seeing their work to gain a greater understanding of the production. Perhaps then it is beneficial for some audience members to gain a greater understanding of the work and the practitioners behind it before seeing a show. I still believe that a piece of theatre should be able to stand completely on its own as soon as the curtain rises on opening night, without the audience having a single piece of information that hasn’t been placed before them on the stage. However, keeping in mind the current cultural trends we are experiencing with social media and the internet, perhaps this extra element is what English and London society needs to keep the theatre alive. If people are interested in following celebrities’ every move on twitter, perhaps inviting them into a production’s process with these new writers is a way of enticing our young people into our audiences.
Some theatres like The National Theatre and The Bush can afford to offer cheap tickets to lure in younger audiences, but what about the theatres cannot afford lower their prices? Speaking as a young person, I will honestly pay more money for a play that I feel I have a vested interest in. This new type of theatre journalist could act as an internal source that gives younger audiences that insight and perspective that draws in their attention and delivers the necessary push to dig a little deeper into their pockets. If this is utilized, though, it cannot be ignored that this is no longer anywhere near ‘criticism.’ Perhaps ‘Education,’ but we must call a spade, a spade: this is marketing.
In the end, theatres need marketing, and theatre writers need to eat. I see no harm in observing and writing about productions from an embedded perspective, as long as it is clearly understood that this is not a form of “criticism” but instead as a form of Theatre Writing.


                                                               References:

Poll, M. ‘Who’s Really in Bed with the Embedded Critic?’ British Theatre Guide, (30.04.2013) http://www.britishtheatreguide.info/features/who-s-really-in-bed-with-the-e-46

Trueman, M. ‘Should Critics Get in Bed with the Enemy?’ Analysis & Opinion: The Stage, (15.04.2013) http://www.thestage.co.uk/2013/04/should-critics-get-in-bed-with-the-enemy/


Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Reviews: Charles III @ The Almeida

Charles III
A Future History Play
Almeida Theatre, April 7, 2014

            Mike Bartlett imagines the future in a world where Queen Elizabeth II has shaken off her mortal coil and after a lifetime of waiting, her son, Charles, is the new King. Commissioned by The Almeida and directed by Rupert Goold, Charles III has been one of the most anticipated plays of the spring in London, not only living up to but surpassing all of my expectations.
            We begin with the entire company entering in black, the stage a simple raised platform with two steps, entirely covered in purple velvet, similar to the alter on which St. Edward’s Chair sits. This funeral procession segues into the opening dialogue revealing Charles III’s insecurity in his new role. Meeting with the Prime Minister, Charles is severely disturbed by a newly pass bill placed before him – government regulation of the press. Uncomfortable with the implication, he refuses to sign the bill, but lacking the dignity and force of his mother; he tries to take control with tyrannical displays of power in the form of tanks and guns. While William is trying to keep the peace and take control of the English Monarchy before Charles causes its permanent dissolution entirely.
            When one opens the pages of a Mike Bartlett play, it quickly becomes evident that he writes in his own style of verse, but here he takes on something closer to Shakespeare’s style. With rhyming verse, shared lines and a unique sentence structure, this truly lives up to the subtitle that Bartlett added on. More importantly, who speaks in verse or pros is a very carefully utilized as the royal family and their equals speak in verse, whereas those of markedly lower classes, such as a man working in a kebab shop, speak in pros. And on even closer inspection, the action even falls into Shakespeare’s five-act structure.
            As the confused and grieving heir to the throne and now new English Monarch, Tim Pigott-Smith delivers an older and more malleable ruler than England is used to seeing. With a sense of desperate egotism, Charles is easily swayed by the words of Camilla (Margot Leicester) and the Leader of the opposition (Nicholas Rowe), who steer him towards thoughts of definitive authority. A perfect rendition of what can happen when one is left too long in waiting for power, Pigott-Smith tells the story of a older man suddenly lost as he is thrust into the seat of power he may have long ago given up hope of ever achieving. Bartlett address head-on the question on the mind of many English citizens, will Charles be fit to rule in his old-age once Elizabeth II eventually does pass from this world?
            Supported by a cast of Royals who look eerily like their true-life counterparts, these men and women give a deeper insight into a very public family. William (Oliver Chris) is in every way the young and dignified ruler his role demands, while Bartlett’s Kate (Lydia Wilson) has an ambition that will either solidify or destroy William’s chances of being King. With the famous recklessness that we expect from the now 4th in line to the throne, Prince Harry (Richard Goulding) falls in love and starts to explore a more civilian version of London, looking for ‘greasy spoons’ and wondering into Kebab shops late at night. While just outside of royalty, the Adam James as the Prime Minister, displays an expert calm as an uncommonly difficult monarch constantly challenges his authority.
            With all the drama and structure of an Elizabethan history, Bartlett and Goold have created a disturbing piece of futuristic history. A brave and bold piece of language, while occasional sounding awkward in the modern context, is expertly structured by Bartlett to emphasize the detachment of royalty from the plain speech of the average citizen. In less than three hours, a magnificent and somewhat terrifying what-if is placed before the audience, and unfolded; Bartlett give a fair argument to both sides, neither condoning nor condemning the English Monarchy.


Thursday, April 3, 2014

Reviews: 'Goya' @ Gate Theatre

I’d Rather Goya Robbed Me of My Sleep Than Some Other Arsehole
Gate Theatre, March 10, 2014

A title with one letter per minute of the show, Roderigo Garcia’s whirlwind piece takes us through one man’s mind-fuck of a mid-life crisis. A play originally written in Spanish and translated by William Gregory, Stefan Rhodri simply and honestly interprets this odd one-man drama back to us.
His character, unnamed, is a father looking to get unstuck and give a life-changing experience to his two young sons. Determined to give culture to boys who would rather be in Disneyland Paris, Rhodri takes us through the journey of a man spending his life savings of €5,000 in one night, breaking into the Prado to stare at Goya all night. 
Director Jude Christian keeps our focus on the story, opting for a blank box-set of white tiles with a rotating kitchen unit on the back wall – spinning in time with the bleak rotation of an unchanging life. Add Rhodri’s ragged clothing, a thick layer of grime upon the kitchen, along with a greying pillow and we receive the full effect of stagnation before the monologue even begins. 
Making their stage debut, two piglets are brought on to portray the man’s two young sons. With well-timed, though unintended grunts and squeals, these two trotters give us (and Rhodri) a focus whenever he references his sons. Truly capitalizing on her unique cast, Christian even has Rhodri eating a bacon sandwich when he’s being stern with his ‘children’.
The props used throughout range from childlike toys being splayed across the stage as Madrid to a Winnie-the-Pooh cab driver. The effect of which emphasizes Rhodri’s character’s state of confused recklessness that drives the action. After all, his reasoning for all his choices is ‘because I fucking feel like it’.
Not an average piece of theatre in London, Garcia’s non-traditional story and structure is an enjoyably concise exploration of an issue we all face: the overpowering fear of a mundane existence. While not a piece to lift spirits, Rhodri and his hooved costars keep the audience engaged, at times laughing, and left with a lot to consider at the end. Not a long piece of theatre, clocking in at just forty-five minutes, ‘Goya’, gives a full picture of a man who needs to do something, lest stillness of life suffocates him.