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Creative Riches at Harvest Dance Festival

September 24, 2019 by Mitchell Oldham

Take Root/ Ripples from the Skin We Shed photo courtesy of the artists

It’s surprising what can result from realized passions. For the past ten years, Melissa Mallinson and Nicole Gifford have pooled their creative energy to build and mount the Harvest Chicago Contemporary Dance Festival.  Both have extensive backgrounds in dance and their annual event gives Chicago a chance to see trailblazing work being created both locally and around the country.  Held at the Ruth Page Center for Performing Arts, the festival’s setting provides an intimate view of how imaginatively contemporary dance is being interpreted.

One of the most dramatic and radical works, Ripples from the Skin We Shed takes dance off the floor and places it underwater.   Presented on film through the auspices of a university research grant and Take Root films, the screened performance proved that “moving rhythmically to music”, Webster’s definition of dance, can be transferred to an entirely different plane and remain viable and beautiful.  Because of the way water affects movement, the format required dancers to use time differently.  It also allowed the troupe to exploit the concept of buoyancy and use it as a tool to exaggerate grace.  The sequence typifies how the Harvest dance festival ably showcases the way boundaries and limitations can be suspended when taking a fresh look at an ancient art form like dance.

That exploration was extended with Aerial Dance Chicago’s rendition of Stacked.  Here aerial acrobatics are refined and choreographed allowing three dancers to coordinate their movements to create perpendicular rhythmic harmony.

Giordano II photo Leni Manaa-Hoppenworth

More conventional dance forms found representation too.  Giordano Dance Chicago’s incubator company; Giordano II, chose to veer away from ostentatious and make restraint their centerpiece.  Set to Nils Frahm’s serenely solemn score, Periphery exalted in control, thoughtful fluidity and elegance. 

The stage’s proximity to the audience had a second important advantage. Its closeness allowed you to note the tiny deviations in performance that distinguishes one dancer from another.  It’s those differences that become windows revealing each artist’s unique talents, skills and abilities.

Vadco/Valerie Alpert Dance’s excerpt from Moving through Memphis Project opened slowly on rhythms meant to instill tense anticipation.  With dancers sitting still in a line on the floor, they stir and eventually appear to connect psychically.   Their movements become less and less individualized and synchronize with the other dancers to form a bond transforming them into a single transfixing organism.  Narrative explaining the inspiration for the work adds to the appreciation of it.  Alpert’s visit to several Memphis historical sites including the National Civil Rights Museum and the Slave Haven Underground Railroad Museum planted the seeds for the Moving Through Memphis Project which was just representational enough to see and feel the dance’s link to what inspired it.

J’Sun Howard – photo Kiam Marcelo Junio

Physically powerful and psychologically engrossing, J’Sun Howard’s aMoratorium:  at the altar, it may not be my time was an intensely absorbing duet that’s oddly not often seen.  Intended to explore issues surrounding black male identity and visibility, the seriousness of the piece seemed to add to both its appeal and its strength.  Howard’s bold choreography asked much of its dancers.  Both Solomon Bowser and Damon Green seemed to easily master the piece as well as add an elusive spiritual component so essential in material that demands intimacy and a high degree of co-reliance.   Tension, power, strength, vulnerability and resilience all had a palpable presence in aMoratorium.  Fitting attributes for a work that was originally commissioned by the Art Institute of Chicago to commemorate the marvelous Charles White retrospective on exhibit last year. 

The festival’s three solo pieces were harder to decipher.  Two felt as if they may have been more suitable in the world of performance art.  One, comedic parody and the other, extravagant and exotic mime.  In the end, it’s the performers and the festival’s producers to decide in which camp they fall.  As dance, some will find them challenging.  If so, the festival’s organizers have succeeded in continuing to make us think about what dance is and how it can be expressed. 

A second weekend of the festival runs September 27th and 28th with nine different companies bringing their own engrossing interpretations of what constitutes contemporary dance.   

Harvest Chicago Contemporary Dance Festival

September 20 – 28, 2019

Ruth Page Center for the Arts

1016 N. Dearborn

Chicago, IL    60610

www.hccdf.com

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Modernist Elegance Celebrated in McCormick House

September 17, 2019 by Mitchell Oldham

McCormick House: Past, Present and Future – photo City Pleasures

We often forget, especially when considering a single individual, that genius can have many dimensions.  Although Chicago can boast of being home to some of famed Mies van der Rohe’s most important architectural contributions, there was another side to this modernist master.  Known for the sleek majesty of masterpieces like 860/880 N. Lake Shore Drive or the quiet splendor of Farnsworth House, a single room retreat in Plano, Illinois that remains a marvel of simplicity and beauty, van der Rohe took on and excelled at other projects too.

From mid-September through January 12th of 2020, the Elmhurst Art Museum will be showcasing one of only three single family homes the famed architect ever designed. With its exhibition, McCormick House:  Past, Present and Future, the museum looks at the house from the inside and uses the approach to spotlight its livability as well as the exceptionalism of its design.  Offering tours and programming that explain the house’s significance and importance, the four-month event is an extremely rare opportunity to personally experience the vision of a brilliant architect at such an intimate level and understand how a home that exudes so much beauty might function as a household.

Built in 1952, one year after Farnsworth, McCormick House represented a very different goal for Mies.  It was not intended as an isolated jewel or exclusive retreat.  McCormick House was intended to work as a family home with the many practical considerations that entails.  An early adopter of the modernist aesthetic that embraced sleek lines, natural materials and light; these are now precisely the elements that have become synonymous with van der Rohe’s name. 

McCormick House – artist rendering

With its three bedrooms, carport and high end materials, McCormick House was also a deluxe prototype.  Robert McCormick, scion of one of Chicago’s most illustrious families, was one of the developers of van der Rohe’s triumphs on Lake Shore Drive.  According to Elmhurst Art Museum’s Executive Director, John McKinnon, it was during their collaborations on 860/880 that the idea to develop a prefab neighborhood in the western suburbs took root. McCormick House would be their prototype and would also become the home of its namesake, Robert McCormick and his wife, poet Isabella Gardner.

It’s not known why the project didn’t attract the interest needed to progress, but it was not realized.  Mies however would go on a few years later to complete Lafayette Park in downtown Detroit that includes 186 residences, covers 78 acres and enjoys a cachet of enviable exclusivity.   

Since the museum bought the house from its last owners, Ray and Mary Ann Fick in 1992, it’s been both moved and reconfigured.    The current exhibit, focusing on the home’s interior space, is filled with surprises that center on the home’s charisma and its adaptability to a 2019 world.  Prominent Chicago interior architect, Robert Kleinschmidt, who also sits on the board of the Mies van der Rohe Society at the Illinois Institute Technology can be credited for adding the ideal visual complements that draw your attention to the spatial and textural wonders of the house. Interior architecture requires a detailed understanding of the science behind a structure as well as the ability to enhance it aesthetically.  Infrastructure and décor are brought together to complement one another. 

McCormick House, 1950’s – photo Chicago Historical Society

As part of the activities commemorating the separation of McCormick House from the main museum last Fall, Kleinschmidt designed an installation in the children’s wing of the house to highlight the home’s suitability and comfort in a contemporary context.  All the while retaining its mid-century soul.  Executive Director McKinnon confided that because Kleinschmidt’s work received such unsparing praise, he was invited to expand his vision to the whole house.  The results as seen at the exhibit’s reception on the 14th are splendid.  The blending of 1950’s era modernism with elements reflective of 21st century tastes is extremely beautiful and retains constancy in every room.  Staged for function as well as beauty, every item and its placement speaks as much to purpose as it does to cosmetic appeal and discreetly emphasizes how inviting a home like this would be to live in.  Textures and colors balance, accentuate or subtly complement steel, wood and stone.  And in every room, those wonderful walls of windows are celebrated by letting them simply be.

The continuity of elm clad walls gives the house pervasive warmth.  Pockets accommodating privacy seem to be everywhere as are tantalizing and comfortable spaces intended for gathering and sharing.  

McCormick House: Past, Present and Future – photo City Pleasures

An unintended consequence of the show may be in the manner it subtly proves how much the way we live today mirrors the modernist principles McCormick House’s honors and embodies. 

An array of docent led tours and programs support the exhibit.  Tours began September 15 and will continue Sunday afternoons between 1pm and 3pm.  One is even being conducted by a former resident.

A doubtless fascinating curated tour by interior architect Robert Kleinschmidt is scheduled for Saturday September 21st at 1:30pm.

Additional information about intriguing lectures and panel discussions revolving around the impact residential modernist architecture has on metropolitan Chicago can be found on the museum’s website, https://www.elmhurstartmuseum.org/events/.

McCormick House:  Past, Present and Future

Elmhurst Art Museum

150 Cottage Hill Avenue

Elmhurst, IL   60126

630-834-020

https://www.elmhurstartmuseum.org

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MCA Neeson Stage Overflows with Black Creativity

September 5, 2019 by Mitchell Oldham

Thurman Barker (l) and Ben LaMar Gay – photo City Pleasures

Whether it’s on a wall or on a stage, altering expectations of what creative imagination can look like is what contemporary art is all about.  Interested in celebrating how such transformations might manifest from the vantage point of black creativity, the Museum of Contemporary Art’s associate curator Tara Aisha Willis organized a dazzling trilogy of performances that gave full expression to how rich the world of black creativity is. Drawing deeply from talent that was either spawned or currently resides in Chicago, the series ended August 30th with musical performances by two remarkable artists, Thurman Barker and Ben LaMar Gay.  Both translated their memories and emotions about Chicago through the way they create sound.  

Performing individually in two sets and then together briefly in pure improvisation, their shows reflected the same expansive innovation seen throughout the series and were executed with the same exceptional distinction.

Both native Chicagoans, Barker and Gay tapped into their most seminal impressions of the city to express themselves in very different ways.  A splendid drummer, Barker and his quintet chose the orchestral format to paint a beautiful kaleidoscope of feelings.  From somber to poignant to explosive and rapturous, his work in progress, South Side Suite is a fascinating and thoughtful reflection of his complex home town. 

Try/Step/Strip – photo Brianna Pattilo

Ben LaMar Gay’s Hecky Naw! Angles! was more resistant to categorization and in many ways better typified the two preceding performances in the series.  Dahlak Brathwaite’s Try/Step/Trip two weeks earlier started life as a solo piece.  Collaborating with director Roberta Uno, it appeared on the MCA stage as an ensemble production so powerful it made the Edlis Neeson Theater quake.  In it, Brathwaite examined a journey that led a child of immigrants into the snares that entrap so many black youth.  For him it led to a prison cell and the scarlet letter of a felon.  He rebuffs the stigma his past entails and chooses to move forward with positive affirmation. Gifted with exceptional powers of expression, his dialog can be breathtakingly scorching and impossibly exquisite. He uses it deliver his take on the balance of power in a country divided along many lines.  Despite last minute personnel changes and severely abbreviated rehearsal schedules, his cast of actors more than met the challenge of cogently delivering riveting dialog at lightning speed. 

It’s that assertiveness that made Try/Step/Trip so much in sync with Ben Lamar Gay’s work.  In addition to the way they both brought in other performance elements to add depth to their productions.  Try/Step/Trip could be called musical theater with heft and combat boots.  And like Gay’s Hecky Naw!  Angles!, he uses dance as a form of emphasis.   Step, a group dance form ingrained in the black community, is laden with ritual and attachment.  Brathwaite employs it to signify unity and self-worth.  Gay goes the interpretive route letting a single female dancer, Raquel Monroe, translate his music through the movement of her body.  He also featured cutting edge video that re-enforced the rhythm of his music and give it visual dimension.  Not only were they mesmerizing and startling in their creativity, Kim Alpert’s image projections were in perfect harmony with the dynamics of the sextet’s unorthodox sound.    

Lifted – photo Nikki Carrara

Spellbinding moments kept popping up in all three of the series’ performances.  In Rennie Harris’s Lifted, the second of the three, dance took center stage and featured the unforgettable skills of Joshua Culbreath. Built around a modern-day morality play that sears house to gospel into some kind of astonishing hybrid, Lifted showers the notion of redemption with its own brand of highly relatable relevance.  And, because Harris believes “movement is how we worship life”, his dancers employ an impressive array of styles to demonstrate exactly how that’s done.  Hip hop, break, lock and conventional contemporary stage dance are all pressed into service in the name of divinely bestowed personal salvation. The conceit worked splendidly and live vocals from a local Chicago choir acted as the golden thread that framed the entire piece.

Transformative experiences can pertain to who as well as what.  The dancers performing in Lifted reminded us that many others besides the slim and the svelte can bust a move.  Yet another small example of the inclusive nature of creativity.

Dahlak Brathwaite

Try/Step/Trip

MCA Edlis Neeson Theatre

Friday August 16, 2019

Rennie Harris

Lifted

MCA Edlis Neeson Theatre

Friday August 23, 2019

Saturday August 24, 2019

Thurman Barker/Ben LaMar Gay

South Side Suite/ Hecky Naw! Angles!

MCA Edlis Neeson Theatre

Friday August 30, 2019

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The Floating Museum Rides the Green Line

September 2, 2019 by Mitchell Oldham

Founders – photo City Pleasures

Since they mounted their first exhibit in 2016, movin’ in the right direction sums up the boldly ambitious goals of an arts collective known as the Floating Museum.  The group sees the entire city as a museum and treats each neighborhood as a potential gallery.  For the past three years they’ve collaborated with communities and other artists to develop original themes that they use to develop one-of-a-kind concepts.

Last year the collective met with some success and acclaim for their inspired repurposing of a 100’ barge on the Chicago river.  Redefining what it means to transport, they used the barge to “off load” art at various sites along the river delivering original works by local artists, conducting song circles and presenting live dance performance.  By taking art to where people live and work the collective hopes to energize neighborhoods as well as individuals.

Despite of the group’s name and its 2018 Chicago river production, the Floating Museum is not water bound. Floating more like a butterfly than a boat, it can light or land anywhere in town with one of its pioneering outdoor projects.  This year, the Green Line’s route functions as the Floating Museum’s geographical muse with neighborhoods running from Austin to Englewood acting as the collective’s exhibition spaces.

Nicole Harrison/Artist – photo City Pleasures

Hoping to turn the Green Line into an arts destination, the collective took to the rails with their current project, Cultural Transit Assembly.  Building historical relevance into the artistic exercise, the Floating Museum aims to highlight “historical figures that elevate the stories of indigenous people and people of color”.  Partnering with the CTA, two train cars have been converted into moving art rooms.   The cars have been melded into the system’s regular schedule and are wrapped in white sheeting carrying portrait renderings.  One car commemorates the recognized founder of Chicago, Jean Baptiste Point du Sable and the other honors his Potawatomi bride, Kitihawa.  Each car displays local artist interpretations of what du Sable and his wife looked like and provide information about the import each had on the settlement of the city.  Much like the popular CTA Holiday train during the Christmas season, seeing or riding in the Floating Museum’s tribute cars is based on luck or perseverance. 

On the ground a similarly impressive effort extends the tribute with an imposing air-filled sculpture entitled Founders.  Over 25’ tall and in luminescent white, it too carries images Chicago’s first settler and Kitihawa.  They are joined by a likeness of Chicago’s first Black mayor, Harold Washington.  From July 24th through September 11th, the four-headed bust “floats” from neighborhood to neighborhood where it remains in residence from 11am to 6pm.  Docents are on hand to talk about the significance of each person as well as the story of the sculpture’s construction.  Tying a more performance based component into the sculpture’s stay at each spot would enliven the experience and make its presence more meaningful. 

To stimulate curiosity and interest, the sculpture is often placed on a site that insures its visibility by passengers riding the line. 

Random CTA stations like the west side’s Pulaski stop also act as unexpected galleries.   There, photographer Nicole Harrison uses portraiture to “honor family bonds and heritage”.

The Floating Museum’s Cultural Transit Assembly culminates with its participation in Expo Chicago on Navy Pier September 19 – 21, 2019.

The Floating Museum

Cultural Transit Assembly

July 24 – September 21, 2019

https://floatingmuseum.org/Calendar

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This is Our Youth an End of Summer Treat

August 23, 2019 by Mitchell Oldham

(l) Jack Rento and Tommy Montgomery – Jacob Bernstein photography

Against the backdrop of today, seeing Kenneth Lonergan’s story about young people adrift in Reagan era America probably made this play darker than intended.  Or it may have simply proven an odd reminder of how much some things don’t change regardless of the setting or the time. Often for very compelling reasons, there will always be people who find it hard to face the work of growing up.  Unlike Dennis (Tommy Montgomery) in this adaptation of Lonergan’s This is Our Youth, most don’t have the choice not to. 

The son of a famous painter, his parents can and do pay for his apartment on the upper west side of Manhattan so that no one has the need to suffer the physical presence of the other.  Although he mentions being a bicycle messenger until he decides what he wants to do, you’re left with the impression that what he really wants to do is what he is doing; getting high and dabbling in the sale of drugs.  His depth of knowledge about in the appearance and smell of marijuana is consummate as is the scope of his network to score.  Domineering, brash and egotistical, Dennis’s brand of confidence is far too callous to be considered attractive.    

Characteristic of sycophants, his friend Warren (Jack Rento) is his radical opposite.   19 years old, tried college and decided no, he lives at home with his wealthy father and spends his days stoned.  When we meet them, Warren’s just been kicked out of the house and landed at Dennis’s. In tow, $15,000 in cash he’s stolen from his father.  “Proceeds from my unhappy childhood.”

(l) Jack Rento and Megan Wilcox – Jacob Bernstein photography

In a very short time we get a deep feel for the nature of this friendship.  One in awe of the other, emulating and appeasing.  The other using humiliation and derision to insure no one confuses the hierarchy.  As disquieting as that may sound, it isn’t.  The air of reality hangs too heavy in this highly competent production to get bogged down in a single impression.  These characters may be exaggerated, but they have many incarnations in the real world.  It’s that reality that makes This Is Your Youth so appealing.  Warren’s willing to absorb torrents of verbal abuse for friendship; even friendship as caustic as this. 

Wit is the saving grace that runs thick throughout this interesting play. Both guys are funny.  Dennis is simply comically gauche.  But Warren is another animal all together.  His wit is sharper, much more refined and there’s always a little bit of poison on the tip of his jabs.  Despite the seeming imbalance of their relationship, they constantly challenge one another verbally.  Still, in and of themselves, they’re not intriguing.  That doesn’t happen until a woman enters the fray.

High-strung, sensitive, smart and hot, Jessica (Megan Wilcox), a friend of Dennis’s girlfriend, drops by unexpectedly.  Warren has already mentioned her and let’s Dennis know he thinks she’s “really cute”. It’s clearly a full-fledged crush. One that’s of course ridiculed by Dennis.  But when he and Jessica are left alone together, a different Warren tries to break out of the chrysalis.  This one could almost be a player. Almost. 

(l) Tommy Montgomery and Jack Rento – Jacob Bernstein photography

It’s here we see some fine acting.  Rento’s performance was already on a soft glow up to this point.  But this scene exposed the potential of his depth.  The timing and the shadings of emotions you read from the slightest shifts in body language as well as his deft delivery were all handled with disarming mastery.  Not to be outclassed, Wilcox’s Megan was also sniffing the edges of formidable.  It was her character who suggested we don’t have to settle for what we are today.  That our adult selves could be the antithesis of who we are now.   It’s not until Dennis and Warren see that the paths they’ve on can lead to no more tomorrows do they stop to reconsider who they are and what they want. 

Some aspects of This is Our Youth are troubling.  The casual racism built into the dialogue may be ugly but it carries the ring of what you might hear when unintended ears aren’t listening.  The unconsciously vile language of intimates. In that sense, it’s truthful and an accurate depiction of who we are.

That this production is the realized dream of two acting majors going into their junior year of college is astounding. Presented in Evanston’s Piven Theater, the play’s low budget would never allow the polish of a professional endeavor. Which is not to say the set or other technical components were lacking.  On the contrary, each was credible and solid.  But what This is Our Youth does have, it has in abundance.   The purity and pleasure of exceptional theater.

This is Our Youth

The Quarry Theatre Company

Aug 16 – 18    2019

The Piven Theater Workshop

Noyes Cultural Arts Center

927 Noyes St.

Evanston, IL   60201

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Dance for Life Radiant at the Auditorium

August 21, 2019 by Mitchell Oldham

Chicago Dance Crash – photo Ashley Deran

Born out of crisis 28 years ago, Dance for Life has become a beloved and perhaps even indispensable Chicago institution. Created to raise funds that would help address the dire health needs of dance community members stricken with the AIDS virus, it’s evolved to provide invaluable assistance to dancers confronting a variety of other health and living needs.   Drawing from the many tributaries that define the varied styles of dance performed in the city, the annual benefit performance showcases each branch of dance to highlight the depth of impact each has on Chicago’s cultural identity.

Always highly anticipated, the electricity running through the pre-show crowd in the Auditorium’s lobby all but crackles in intensity.  Saturday night was no exception and the intermission-free show proved why.  From ballet, tap, modern, Latin, jazz and hip-hop; nearly every significant genre of dance was on the program’s roster.  And not one of them left their A game at home.

Giordano Dance Chicago – Gorman Cook Photography

Giordano Dance Chicago opened large with a piece they introduced last year.  Saturday night’s performance of Soul looked as if it may have already been reworked. If so, this version’s a bona fide keeper.  The flow seems cleaner, crisper and the overall look of the dance seems better tailored to the company’s style.  Still riding on the shoulders of R&B giants, Gladys Knight, Al Green and Tina Turner, Soul’s musical foundation is tailor made for fire. In a single instant when the first strains of Proud Mary oozed from speakers, the dancers responded in perfect timing and as one. Click, and the company’s signature seductive dynamism exploded and covered the stage to cheers.

Dance is a language with many beautiful dialects.  It can pulse with that dynamism found in Soul and then move seamlessly to the cool measured syncopation of tap.  Chicago Human Rhythm Project/Stone Soup Rhythms presented Movement 11, a lovely expression of grace and structured rhythm.  Initially the music had sound clues that suggested classical.  But unusual things can happen when you blend electronic music with jazz. Here it achieved an ethereal timelessness that worked beautifully with the percussive cadence of modern forward thinking tap.

Robyn Mineko Williams – photo Chloe Hamilton

Short video clips interspersed through the show called attention to the people who’ve made essential contributions to the city’s dance culture or have benefited from Dance for Life’s assistance.  One tribute recalled the work and life of Claire Bataille before Robyn Mineko Williams and Artists danced an excerpt from Echo Mine; a piece dedicated to Bataille.  In it dancers Jacqueline Burnett, Meredith Dincolo and Robyn Mineko Williams moved with the grace of spirits in a time disdaining universe.  Virtually identical in appearance and dressed in asymmetrical costumes by Hogan McLaughlin, the effect was to push the dance and our minds into a distant future full of alternate exquisite possibilities.

The Joffrey Ballet contributed two works to the program; Lorelei (2018) and Bells (2011).  Both were dances for two and both were beautiful.  Choreography and the talents of a singular dancer set them apart.  Choreographed by Yuri Possokhov, Bells is indeed passionate.  Even in all its subtlety, the work is also hugely complex which adds tremendously to its fascination.  Dancers Victoria Jaiani and Temur Suluashvili have been performing Bells since its inception and their familiarity with it seems to flow from their pores.  The dance is so perfect and Jaiani’s performance is so exemplary that the piece was completely transfixing. Bells has been called a triumph many times and it still is.

The Joffrey Ballet’s Bells Victoria Jaiani and Temur Suluashvili – photo Christopher Duggan

Just before Jaiani and Suluashvili took the stage, Ensemble Espanol Spanish Dance Theater put a whole new slant on timing, precision and the myriad things you can do with rhythm.  Packed together and in the hands of a strong dance company; they make up the primary ingredients of excitement with a distinct flair.  Mar de Fuego/Sea of Fire, also created in 2018 by Madrid based choreographer Carlos Rodriguez and dedicated to the company’s recently deceased founder Dame Libby Komaiko, fills the stage with dancers loaded with panache dressed in stunning costumes and flaunting that gorgeous timing. It’s exhilarating to experience dance from the perspective of other cultures.  The ensemble funnels its inspirations directly from Spain and focuses on several dance styles that best typify the totality of what Spanish dance is.  Showcasing the expressive vibrancy of flamenco Saturday night, the company’s repertoire also includes contemporary work, both folkloric and classical dance and Escuela Bolera (classical Spanish ballet).   

Ensemble Espanol Spanish Dance Theater photo Dean Paul

Immediately following the delicate beauty of Bells, Chicago Dance Crash nearly ripped the building apart with dance as American as Beyoncé and as current as your next text.  Wrapping acrobatics, hip hop, break and concert dance into a tight ball to express thoughts and ideas makes for thrilling dance.   Leap of Faith, choreographed by the company’s artistic director, Jessica Deahr was conceived to validate the taking of risks, particularly highly consequential risks that can ultimately lead to self-actualization.  Leap of Faith is not only magnificent, it broadens the definition of dance by framing for the stage what grew from the streets.

Tapping into a completely different wellspring, Hubbard Street Dance Chicago did much the same thing with their excerpt from Decadance/Chicago.  The blissful marriage of dance and theater, a semi-circle of chairs sweep the length of the stage with dancers standing behind them in the dark clothes and hats of Jewish orthodoxy.  Opening to Hava Nagila before morphing into a very muscular and brazenly assertive rendition of Echad Mi Yodea, the dance moves methodically from staid reserve to joyous frenzy with dancers shedding both their inhibitions and their clothes as they lose themselves in joyous rapture.

Hubbard Street Dance Chicago – photo Todd Rosenberg

That sense of joy and excitement carried right through to the finale as a convergence of dancers from across the city’s contemporary dance community performed the world premiere of Randy Duncan’s Release.  Well named, the work exuded spiritual flight, an absolute absence of restraint with dancers exalting in some secret happiness that they gladly shared with the audience.  Release and everything preceding it proved eloquent reminders of the boundless creativity and staggering talent Chicago’s dance community possesses.  And that we are all very fortunate to enjoy.

Dance for Life

August 17, 2019

Auditorium Theatre

50 East Ida B. Wells Drive

Chicago, IL  60605

www.chicagodancersunited.org

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Summer Elegance on Chicago’s Great Lawn

July 31, 2019 by Mitchell Oldham

photo Natasha Jelezkina

All’s forgiven if it slipped your mind that we have a National Picnic Month.  It’s July of course, the most appropriate month of all when summer is at full flower.  And perhaps the unlikeliest of suspects has created an ingenious way to celebrate al fresco dining at its purest. 

For the past few years, the Grant Park Music Festival has brought the celebration into the heart of the city by placing it on the Great Lawn facing Millennium’s Park spectacular center piece, the Pritzker Pavilion.

Known formally as a Pastoral Picnic in White, the themed commemoration of Picnic month cast a long net all the way across the Atlantic to find its inspiration.  Emulating a similar event that started in Paris during the late 80’s, this event also asks everyone to dress in white “from head to toe” for this novel and very fun happening. 

Audience members at the Pastoral Picnic in White 2017 – photographer unknown

The French version started in the vast 2000 acre Bois de Boulogne, one of Paris’s most beloved and prestigious parks.  Participants wore white then just so they could find one another.  With a 6:00 pm start time last Saturday, finding people was a non-issue. 

Millennium Park’s Great Lawn can accommodate up to 7000 people and it would have been both dramatic and striking to see the entire lawn blanketed in white all the way to Monroe.  The evening’s impeccable weather would have enhanced the spectacle even more.  On this night pools of white clustered at the front of lawn closest to the band shell.  What celebrants lacked in numbers they made up for in style.   

Like haute pioneers, not only were these revelers clothed in white from tip top to flat bottom, they were dressed to the nines.  Most, conspicuously chic.  The inspiration may have been true French, but the feel somehow also had the unmistakable texture of New Orleans and carried the scent of extreme ease.

Audience members at the Pastoral Picnic in White 2018 – photographer unknown

With long tables covered in white lace or linen, candelabra fitted with delicate tapers of wax, silver trays filled with an array of delicacies, stemmed wine glasses standing at the ready, and flower vases overflowing with pale green hydrangea and big white puffs of peonies, those who chose to go all in on the spirit of the event were a stunning sight.  Slightly awed, someone asked a person passing by why so many people were wearing white.  On hearing the explanation, he shook his head in mild dismay and replied, “I wish I got the memo”.

Sunset amplified the event’s theatricality.  And there was a reward.

(l) Demarre McGill and Anthony McGill performing with the Grant Park Music Festival orchestra – photo City Pleasures

The Grant Park Music Festival’s orchestra had selected Dvorak’s Symphony No. 7 to accompany the evening and invited two extraordinary artists, brothers, to join them.  Anthony McGill holds principal clarinetist status at the New York Philharmonic.  His brother, Demarre, is principal flutist with the Seattle Symphony.  They performed a piece written for them, Puckett’s Concerto Duo and Saint-Saëns’ Tarantelle. At peak, the music flashed and sparkled like tiny rockets of color.   Brilliant renditions, their performances were as exciting as they were splendid.  As suitable for a night in the depths of the Bois de Boulogne as it was last weekend in contemporary Chicago with a wall of skyscrapers standing sentry, the program charmed across both time and place.

As one of a few, if not the only remaining free outdoor classical music series in the United States, the evening’s music sponsored by the Grant Park Music Festival as well as the Festival’s Pastoral Picnic in White act as potent reminders of Chicago’s good fortune.   They represent generous spirit restoring gifts of the city at completely no charge.   

Pastoral Picnic in White

Millennium Park

July 27, 2019

Pritzker Pavilion & Lawn

6:00 pm Open

7:30 pm Concert

Chicago, IL  60601

gpmf.org

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Renée Taylor Brings a Taste of Vintage Hollywood to the North Shore

July 25, 2019 by Mitchell Oldham

Renée Taylor photo: Jeremy Daniels

Autobiography as performance art can be dangerous territory.  Keeping an audience’s rapt attention while recounting the events of one’s life is not the habitat of the ordinary man or woman.  But as we saw Friday night at Skokie’s North Shore Center of Performing Arts, Renée Taylor is far from ordinary.

Resilient, talented and according to the many disclosures in her one woman show, My Life on a Diet; a striver always looking for the next big role.  During her 90-minute humor filled spree, she shared insights into a world of glamor that frequently touched on Hollywood’s golden age. 

Everybody knows the story.  Infected with the show biz bug in the womb. Maneuvering through the audition circuit until you land your first professional role at 15.   Scoring bit parts and then bigger parts until you get a star on your dressing room door.  By returning to her roots in stand up, it’s Taylor comedic slant that injected the tale with genuine vitality. 

Allegedly inspired by the warm and lucrative reception of her friend Nora Ephron’s monologue driven play; Love, Loss and What I Wore, Taylor and her late husband Joseph Bologna created My Life on a Diet to conjure similar magic.  Premiering last year to wide critical acclaim, all indications point to their achieving their end. 

Using the foil of a Hollywood staple, perpetual dieting, Taylor matched the stages of her life and career to the diet she was on at each significant juncture and milestone.  An unrepentant “diet junkie who used to think if she ate like a star, she’d just might look and live like one”, the Academy award nominated and Emmy winning actress and writer can say she succeeded admirably.  Her 70-year career include over 20 plays, 4 films and 9 television series and movies. Many of them conceived and co-created in collaboration with Mr. Bologna. 

Still a fun blond at 86, and resplendent Friday night in a glittering gold gown, Taylor deftly mixed the poignant and the sweet with the titillating and saucy.  An anecdote gently recounting the days leading up to her friend’s Marilyn Monroe’s final days would be offset with a retelling of how she craftily excused herself from an impromptu porn screening at a party in a Beverly Hills mansion.

With the use of movie clips and the wonders of PowerPoint, sitting comfortably ensconced on an elegant chair, Taylor took us on a stroll through a past bubbling over with goal driven living and recounted the many famous people she worked and became friends with along the way.  From studying under the tutelage of Lee Strasberg to working with Cary Grant, Barbara Streisand and Joan Crawford, Taylor not only rolled with them all as buddies, she politely took them off their pedestals during the show to reveal how much like the rest of us they are. 

With stagecraft imbedded in her core, she graciously acknowledged the warm applause following her very entertaining performance. Was that gesture at the close demure encouragement for the audience to rise in a standing ovation?  It hardly matters.  A career as full of color and accomplishment as hers deserves exactly that.   

Renée Taylor  – My Life on a Diet

Through August 4, 2019

North Shore Center of the Performing Arts

9501 Skokie Blvd.

Skokie, IL  60077

847-679-9501

www.northshorecenter.org

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Windy City Playhouse Takes Immersive Theater to the Next Level with The Recommendation

July 24, 2019 by Mitchell Oldham

Julian Hester and Brian Keys in The Recommendation – Photo Michael Brosilow

You’d think the meaty new production, The Recommendation, currently playing at Windy City Playhouse was tailor made for immersive theater.  With a few accommodating revisions from playwright Johnathan Caren, director Jonathan Wilson and his creative team fused a suspenseful story of trust and friendship on a kinetic “living” stage; making the combined effect more powerful than you’d likely expect.

Windy City was the first theater to successfully introduce the immersive theater concept to Chicago audiences early last year with their monster hit Southern Gothic. Then the set was a full scale multi-room house and the story examined the personal intrigues of friends living in a small southern town.  An audience of about 30 people occupied the same physical space as the actors in each room of the house.  You could find yourself standing next to an actor as he or she delivered dialogue or watch from across the room as one actor confronted another in the heat of dramatic conflict.   The story was compelling but it was the set that was the star.  It’s also the main reason the show is still running at the theater’s South Loop extension these many months later.

The Recommendation ups the game on all fronts.  What initially looks like will evolve into a casual buddy play between guys from vastly different backgrounds turns into something much more interesting and intense.  Thanks to some top flight acting, killer sets, and a story that builds heat like a pressure cooker; the performance is one that intrigues as well as satisfies.

Michael Aaron Pogue and Julian Hester in The Recommendation – Photo Michael Brosilow

Opening the first scene in the theater’s lobby proved wonderfully clever and provided an unorthodox way to meet two the story’s main characters; a boy of ambition and one of privilege.  It also gave the audience a taste of how the regular rules of theater weren’t going to be applicable here.

To enhance the sense of involvement and play up the audience’s physical proximity to the cast, food and drink are often offered during the performance.  And because the action doesn’t take place in a single contained space, guides are always on hand to usher you from set to set as the action and story develop.

The first stop, a college dorm at Brown where the boy of ambition, Iskinder (Issy) Iodouku, and the boy of privilege, Aaron Feldman (Julian Hester) meet as roommates during their freshman year.  One the son of an Ethiopian immigrant and the other is a Callie kid whose prosperous father houses his family in Brentwood. The match is not well balanced.

Brian Keys and Michael Aaron Pogue in The Recommendation – Photo Michael Brosilow

They’re both open, smart and ready to win.  Throughout the play, the differences in their backgrounds and prospects are repeatedly emphasized.  One takes his access, options and position for granted as the matter of fact consequences of some natural order.  The other observes the machinations of privilege in quiet awe, mildly resentful and hesitantly envious of the comfort Feldman’s life provides and the doors it opens.  Because of their acceptance of one another, their friendship seems to grow into something genuine and it doesn’t surprise when Feldman offers to have his father send a letter recommendation to a prestigious law school on Issy’s (Michael Aaron Pogue) behalf. 

Following them as they become young men, still close and settling into their lives; it’s Issy who seems more poised to reach his golden ring than his friend; whose place among the elite begins to appear more tenuous.  He still moves in the world of the entitled; but more as a supporting player; not the lead.

A chance traffic stop rips away all of Feldman’s protective shields.  Not knowing why he’s been detained and fearing that a heinous secret has caught up with him, it’s in a holding cell that the story flips into a gripping mind game.  The emotional tension ratchets up to inferno levels when Feldman finds himself in alone in the cell with Dwight (Brian Keys).  It’s hard for him to figure out if this crudely eloquent slightly delusional ersatz confidante is on a hustle or genuinely trying to help him. Fear had already compelled him to divulge his damning secret.  Tatted and muscled, Dwight’s a jail savvy recidivist who’d make a formidable protector.  They make a pact.  Dwight will help Feldman survive county and; once he’s free, Feldman will use his connections to secure Dwight’s release.  Feldman’s reneging on that promise reveals the play’s heart, discloses how friends will try to right the wrongs of people they care about and reminds us that good intentions can backfire in profound ways. 

Michael Aaron Pogue and Julian Hester in The Recommendation – Photo Michael Brosilow

Moving from the wholesomeness of a college dorm to the forlorn suspense of a holding cell, from a bewitchingly intimate café where Feldman tries to rationalize his betrayal to the sauna of a high-end health club; we witness the moral stakes keep rising for all three men.  It’s in the sauna that each of them is forced to own who they are and what they’re made of through physical confrontation and self-examination.  Some of what we learn deserves admiration.  Other things dismay.  Throughout, the craft Keys, Hester and Pogue display convinces us of the sincerity of their characters to pursue their individual sense of right and responsibility.

Julian Hester, Michael Aaron Pogue and Brian Keys in The Recommendation -Photo Michael Brosilow

A year in the making, with the objective of insuring easy audience flow from scene to scene as well as provide dramatic visual interest, Lauren Nigri’s sets were often stunning in the way they defined atmosphere and retained compositional richness.

The Recommendation shows how this experimental, not quite interactive take on staging continues to evolve.  As the line between audience and cast becomes more and more faint, can more empathetic theater happen?  As time and methods advance, it’ll be interesting to find out.

The Recommendation

Through September 22nd, 2019

Windy City Playhouse (Flagship)

3014 W. Irving Park Rd.

Chicago, IL    60618

773-891-8985

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Eclipse Theatre’s Beyond Therapy Delivers Farce that Sparkles

July 21, 2019 by Mitchell Oldham

(l) Nick Freed and Devi Reisenfeld in Beyond Therapy – Scott Dray photography

It’s hard to imagine that Beyond Therapy, the delightfully outlandish farce Eclipse Theatre now has running at the Athenaeum, could be nearly as endearing under the charge of any other director.  Rachel Lambert in her staging of Christopher Durang’s 1981 lampoon on the dating game has overseen the production of a little jewel.  

Originally presented back when Lady Di tied that fateful knot with Prince Charles and Sally Ride blasted off and became the first American woman to enter space, this iteration of Beyond Therapy stays true to the look and feel of the times.  Warm harvest colors on the set and costumes that carried whiffs of Saturday Night Fever made the tone comfortably nostalgic.

In Durang’s sly wrangling of a story, Bruce (Nick Freed) and Prudence (Devi Reisenfeld) find each other through a personal ad and decide to meet for a date.  Arriving early, anxious and more than a little nervous, Bruce’s fastidiousness in making sure his appearance delivered looked as ridiculous as it was meticulous.  Bizarre and very funny.  Without saying a word, he let you know this was going to be an interesting ride.  When Prudence shows up; just as anxious, judgmental, hungry for affection and riddled with her own feelings of inadequacy, it was clear the chemistry between them might prove to be more than just a little volatile.

(l) Nick Freed and Lynne Baker – Scott Dray photography

With his dearth of filters and wealth of peculiarities, Bruce complimented Prudence on her breasts as well as her eyes, casually mentioned his boyfriend, Bob, and confessed to crying easily; all within the first ten minutes of the date. 

Shocked, dismayed and finally exasperated, Prudence flees the restaurant, goes back to her life with her cat and laments her plight with her therapist.

She also tries her luck with other personal ads.  It’s easy to empathize with her chagrin when she finds herself on another date with Bruce who’s been clocking in time with his own therapist about his dilemmas with love. 

(l) Devi Resenfeld and Joe McCauley – Scott Dray photography

This will become a cycle.  One in which restaurants with no waiters and therapists with no sense become crucial elements of the plot. 

And then there’s Bob.  Up to this point, all the characters toyed with flashes of brilliance and managed to ingratiate themselves to us with impressive ease.  Freed in his role as Bruce sustained a genuineness that superseded his buffoonery.  And Reisenfeld’s Prudence was resolute in making sure her character’s good sense protected her insecurities.  In this story, her vigilance proved a crucial defense.

(l) Lynne Baker and Siddhartha Rajan – Scott Dray photography

Her therapist, Stuart (Joe McCauley); absurdly macho, vain and cursed with a tendency of arriving early during sex sees Prudence more as sexual conquest than patient. And Lynne Baker as Bruce’s therapist Charlotte electrified her performance as a slightly daffy mental health professional who never can remember the right word for anything and probably knew a good place to score some good bud.  Despite all that, the clarity of her instincts never faltered. 

But none of them surpassed the specialness of Bob, played a little over the top but still magnificently by Siddhatha Rajan.  Well, a lot over the top.  Thin as a strand of linguine with a massive shock of black hair and thick mustache, moving in what looked to be something between a seductive slither and a rolling stroll, Bob got and kept your attention.  But that’s the nature of farce when elevated to champagne level.  Take the absurdity all the way to the wall but do it with true panache. 

Suitably alarmed at Bruce’s sudden and serious interest in women and not content to be the “boyfriend living over the garage”, he pouts, swoons, snipes and enchants in equal measure. 

Encased in Samantha Rausch’s cozy set, Beyond Therapy felt and looked perfect for an age still carrying the residue of psychedelic free love.  The restraint Zachary Wagner displayed in his costumes proved wonderfully canny and worked beautifully to enhance the show.

By the time the final scene arrived, you couldn’t help but be a little disheartened that this rollicking tryst would be coming to an end.  Reminding us with laughter that there are as many roads to love as there are kinds of love, Beyond Therapy did its job well.

Beyond Therapy

July 11 – August 18, 2019

Eclipse Theatre Company

Athenaeum Theatre

2936 N. Southport Ave.

Chicago, IL    60657

773-935-6875

www.eclipsetheatre.com

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Show Your Gratitude to Chicago’s Arts Community

March 28, 2020 By Mitchell Oldham

2400 Block of Estes Ave. – Chicago – photo City Pleasures

The impact of the coronavirus has unalterably reached into the lives of everyone and shown us of our common vulnerability.  We will rise from the withering blow it’s dealt to our spirits and to the way we are accustomed to living our lives.  

This crisis, like most hardships, does not encroach and disrupt our lives equally.   One’s age, calling, income, zip code and profession all determine how deeply the ramifications of the epidemic affect you. 

City Pleasures covers the arts community.  Actors, dancers, musicians and the venues that showcase their talent are being devastated by their inability to either practice their craft or feature artistic talent.  Because they need our help, City Pleasures is sharing ways that allow anyone financially capable to provide support to do so.  Some of those channels extend beyond the arts and entertainment community by design and list opportunities to also contribute needed relief to Chicago neighborhoods and the most vulnerable.

There are several ways to support the theater community.  Individual theater companies as well as all non-profit arts organization accept support through direct donations, the purchase of a ticket, gift cards or subscriptions.  The homepage of your favorite theater or theaters will direct you on how to do so.

If you would like your contributions to be broad based, the City of Chicago and the United Way of Metro Chicago have launched the Chicago Community Covid-19 Response Fund “to unite the funds raised by Chicago’s philanthropies, corporations and individuals to be disbursed to nonprofit organizations across the region”, including those in the arts. 

Click here to donate:  https://www.chicagocovid19responsefund.org/

One Chicago entertainment institution’s Training Center is taking comedy to the clouds by offering classes online. To find out more about or enroll in Second City’s comedy at home lessons, visit:   https://www.secondcity.com/comedyfromyourcouch.   Areas of focus include “Creating and Pitching Your TV Series”, “Teen Standup” and “Voiceover 101”.

Day of Absence, Refreshed and Brilliant at VG

March 6, 2020 By Mitchell Oldham

Sonya Madrigal, Ann Joseph, Bryant Hayes – Jazmyne Fountain photography

When Douglas Turner Ward wrote his pioneering one act play, Day of Absence, in 1965; he had a very clear intent.  He wanted to write a play exclusively for a black audience.  An audience that did not then exist. He was also working with a highly specific set of objectives.  Expectedly, he wanted to write a play that spoke to the lives black people lived, but he also aimed to create a work that was implicit and allowed his audience to fill in the blanks.  One that was subtle and edged with fine threads of sophistication.  And just as importantly, he wanted to write something that did not put his audience to sleep.

He came up with two plays, both in one acts, Happy Ending and Day of Absence that played simultaneously at the St. Mark’s Playhouse in New York.  Both plays grew legs and are regularly reprised on the contemporary stage. 

Douglas Turner Ward – photo courtesy WNYC

When they were originally created 55 years ago, Ward also had to track down and recruit an audience by going anywhere the black public gathered; social clubs, union halls, beauty shops to rustle them up.  His tactic worked and the productions played over 500 shows at the St. Mark’s. 

Congo Square is only presenting Day of Absence on Victory Garden’s Christiansen stage right now.  And as wonderful as it is, the current production won’t be running as long as it did when the play debuted back in ‘65.   Making it even more of a must see. Even today it’s startling to see what Ward did with this jewel.  A spare play with very few props, Day of Absence, like any top-tier theatrical creation intended for live performance, thrives on a gleaming story and fantastic characters.  And it achieves everything Ward originally hoped to accomplish plus. 

Taking an approach that says, “We know how you see us, now let us show you how we see you”, Day of Absence is all about reversals and looking at the world through different eyes.  Normally, the cast is all Black.  But this updated adaptation broadens what “black” is by making it anyone not white; resulting in cast made up of both brown and black performers.

Kelvin Roston Jr and Ronald L. Conner – Jazmyne Fountain photography

The overriding constant is that the play is still performed in white face, (and lots of wigs) with minorities portraying whites in a small southern town.

Opening quietly, a couple of regular guys working in a mall are just getting their day started. Luke (Ronald L. Conner) and Clem (Kelvin Roster, Jr.) share small talk southern style and toss shout outs to regulars as they peruse the routine landscape of their work lives.  Clem’s older and Teddy Bear homey, Luke’s younger, gruffer and lost in his cell phone.  It takes a minute or two, more like several, but Clem finally picks up on something.  Something that’s not quite right or out of kilter.  Suddenly stricken, he realizes he hasn’t seen a black person all day.  Half the population.  Luke’s slower to accept something that ridiculous.  Until he can’t do otherwise. 

Jordan Arredondo, Meagan Dilworth – Jazmyne Fountain photography

Performed as satire, Day of Absence chronicles what happens when a constant of life disappears.  One that you may take for granted, resignedly tolerate or even benignly dismiss depending on your mood.  More interestingly, it’s a story about how people react.  What do they say and do in what quickly escalates into crisis and chaos. 

Anthony Irons directed the production and achieved a master stroke by having his characters, or more precisely his characterizations, vie with the plot for overall strength.  The way Ronald Conner portrays nonchalant insouciance is about as winning as it gets.  Later we find him equally transfixing playing a completely different role.  Roston, with his delicious phrasing and the pitch perfect softness of his drawl, is just as effective as Clem.

Ronald L. Conner, Ann Joseph – photo Jazmyne Fountain

The action streams briskly through three backdrops.  The mall, John and Mary’s bedroom and the mayor’s office.  John (Jordan Arredondo) and Mary (Meagan Dilworth) make their discovery of the vanishing rudely when their new born wails plaintively through the night and there’s no one to tend to it.  There’s no Kiki, no Black three-in-one, nursemaid housemaid cook, to intervene and relieve the stress of parenthood.    Dilworth’s Mary is so preciously inept at doing anything useful you’re tempted to feel sorry for her.  But that sympathy would be horribly misplaced.  Dilworth still makes a splendid Mary whose only skill is to function as a household “decoration”.  Arredondo as her husband fills his role to the brim with manly character and pragmatism.  When he valiantly volunteers to go the hood to look for Kiki and finds nothing short of a ghost town where “not even a little black dog” could be sighted, he’s all business and entitled indignation.

Ward created the consummate repository for the town’s angst and ire in the mayor.  And director Irons knew exactly how to shape the character as an unforgettable foil. Unflappable and supremely confident, the mayor’s sense of privilege and the power she insinuates take on regal dimensions.  In the right hands and under the right direction, it’s a fantastic role and one that Ann Joseph fills beautifully.  Ordinarily a male actor plays the part and Jackson is the last name of his female personal assistant/secretary/gopher.   Here Jackson is the second role Mr. Conner inhabits so vividly and with so much virtuosity.  Always on point and a bit self-consciously effete, he’s deferential to a fault and ever vigilant about watching his own back.

Ward shrewdly built a lot of humor into the play.  And this effort takes advantage of every morsel.  It even adds more zest causing the whole affair to frequently tip over into the hilarious.   The perfume skit alone deserves its own baby Tony award.  Despite the outright comedy, the underlying subtext couldn’t be more biting.  Bryant Hayes as Clan and Kelvin Roston, Jr. in his dual role as Rev. Pious represent the true demons Ward is battling in his lasting contribution to the American stage.

This adaptation, cleverly updated with the playwright’s permission, makes it shine like new money.  

Day of Absence

Through March 27, 2020

Victory Gardens Theater

2433 N. Lincoln Ave.

773-871-3000

www.congosquaretheatre.com

A Fiery Birthday with the Boys

February 25, 2020 By Mitchell Oldham

William Marquez, Kyle Patrick, Sam Bell Gurwitz, Denzel Tsopnang in Windy City Playhouse’s Boys in the Band, photo credit Michael Brosilow

Time and a change of perspective can allow you to appreciate things you once abhorred. That maxim can be true of many things.  Music, art, food.  People.  It was true of Boys in the Band.  When Mart Crowley’s 1968 bombshell of a play rolled out on celluloid in 1970, it rightfully caused the world to shutter.  Never had anyone so boldly pulled back the curtain to reveal the inner-life of the dispossessed as vividly or as candidly as Mr. Crowley had done.  Now celebrating its 50th anniversary, people are still wondering how accurate his painful picture of gay life is.    

Having recently experienced the very fine Windy City Playhouse immersive take on the play, there’s no doubt many will be wondering the same thing 50 years from now.

The cast of Windy City Playhouse’s The Boys in the Band, photo credit Michael Brosilow

Listening to Mr. Crowley talk about how he came to write his landmark; how he was broke, out of work, without prospects and angry, the cathartic aura surrounding the play was finally given a cause.  Still, because you don’t expect friendship to take on such ruthlessly hurtful dimensions, those explanations don’t satisfy the question of intensity or the depths of some the play’s caustic plunges.

William Boles scenic design played a key role in helping to provide the audience a tactile understanding of the times, place and people at this dark birthday party Michael (Jackson Evans) was throwing for his newly 32-year-old best friend Harold.  Ushered six at a time through a tastefully appointed residential lobby and taken up the pretend elevator to the 5th floor, the audience enters Michael’s resplendent apartment as if they themselves were guests.  The party hadn’t started.  Michael wasn’t there.  You could walk around and admire his beautiful spirit decanters.  The lovely artistic touches.  The drama of the sunken conversation pit.  70s chic at its highest.   All in deep red with accents in gold and in blue. The room radiated not only success, but power.

The set of Windy City Playhouse’s The Boys in the Band, photo credit Michael Brosilow

After everyone’s settled, Michael sweeps in doing last minute party preparation things.  Putting the food out and the music on.  You notice that even when the first guest, Donald (Jordan Dell Harris) arrives, things aren’t particularly warm.  Nor are you immediately clear on Michael and Donald’s relationship.  They’re more than just friends but not exactly lovers either?  And even though Donald’s sparring skills are impressive, Michael seems to take pleasure in baiting him with petty criticism.  Everyone else flows in shortly after Donald goes up to change.  Emory (William Marquez) and Bernard (Denzel Tsopnang) arrive together.  Lovers Larry (James Lee) and Hank (Ryan Reilly) are carrying the vestiges of a something bitter between them into the party.  It’s a spat that will continue to swell throughout the play.  Then Harold’s birthday present gets there much too early.  A prostitute, Cowboy is as dull witted as he is beautiful.  Even though he’s taunted by nearly everyone for his lack of intelligence, he’s also silently envied for his physical exceptionalism.  And there’s a straight outlier in the mix.  Michael’s close friend from college, back in a time when he was still in the closet, was in town and needed to see him.  So much so that he wept with desperation when talking to Michael on the phone.  Not being able to dissuade him, Michael invited Alan (Christian Edwin Cook) to the party as well, hoping to somehow camouflage the party’s gay complexion.

Christian Edwin Cook as Alan in Windy City Playhouse’s production of The Boys in the Band, photo credit- Michael Brosilow

The dynamics of the party are already roiling by the time he shows up.  Emory is being quintessential Emory.  So gay.  Not defiantly; more in a liberation of self sort of way.  His racial digs at Bernard, the only Black member of the party, were unsurprisingly catty but very curious.  Were these swipes supposed to be expressions of the times are something else?   Marquez made a splendid Emory.  Later, when he apologized to Bernard for his callousness, promising not to cause such conscious hurt in the future, he was contrite enough and sincere enough to be ingratiatingly convincing.  Which highlights one of key joys of the play; it’s exceptional casting.  The spat that would not die between Hank and Larry centered on Larry’s inability, in fact his refusal, to be faithful to Hank; who had left his wife and children to be with him.  Both James Lee as Larry and Ryan Reilly as Hank deliver a lot of honesty in their portrayals of what two people, who genuinely love one another, are willing to sacrifice to conquer an imposing barrier together. 

Denzel Tsopnang, William Marquez, James Lee and Jackson Evans in Windy City Playhouse’s The Boys in the Band, photo credit Michael Brosilow

Christian Edwin Cook’s characterization of Alan, Michael’s straight friend, proved the most surprising because of the voice director Carl Menninger chose for him to use.  He spoke with the diction and phrasing characteristic of blue bloods in the era when the Carnegies and Vanderbilts were flying high.  His speech alone set him apart from everyone else at the party.  Emory’s effeminacy however brought out his bile and even pushed him to violence.  His punishment:  he must remain at the party. 

Unfortunately, Tsopnang’s Bernard was the least developed of the eight central characters.  When Michael comes up with his insidious parlor game of calling the person you’ve always in your heart-of-hearts truly loved, and telling them your feelings for them, Bernard’s the first to gamely take up the challenge.  It was only then did we catch a tiny glimpse of his inner core.   By this time, everybody had had enough liquid courage to consider doing something so exposing and so ripe for humiliation.  Who Bernard chose to call was also marked by the kind of class and race disparities that shout futility. 

Jackson Evans and WIlliam Marquez in Windy City Playhouse’s The Boys in the Band, photo credit Michael Brosilow

Harold (Sam Bell-Gurvitz) had grandly made his infamous “32-year-old, ugly, pock marked Jew fairy” entrance by the time the game was in full swing.  Despite it ushering in the possibility of something positive for Larry and Hank, as it continues, the game seems to dredge up nothing but pain.  Michael’s adamancy about playing it turns pathological when you realize he’s the only one not drunk.  He’s been on the wagon for five weeks and therefore without an excuse for insisting that everyone take this wanton drive off a cliff.  When it back fires, sorrow for him does not exist.  And when he makes his plea like statement, “If we could just not hate ourselves so much”, you wonder why he doesn’t just direct that question to himself. 

Stonewall happened just one year after The Boys in the Band premiered off Broadway.  Led by a fistful of outraged fed-up drag queens, another landmark, gay pride, was born.  It’s fascinating to look at these two milestones side by side.  Whether you consider them a “before and after” or a continuum, they both are about community; with all the complexity the word embodies. 

Under Mr. Menninger’s enlightened direction, and mounted on Mr. Boles sensational set, Windy City’s staging of The Boys in the Band has proven a highpoint in the theater season.  It’s also an ideal example of how well an immersive approach to theater aids in fully absorbing a captivating story.

The Boys in the Band

Through April 19th, 2020

Windy City Playhouse

3014 Irving Park Rd.

Chicago, IL   60618

windycityplayhouse.com

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