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Like James Lipton, Only Without the Bad Hair (And the Ass-Kissing)

What: Jack Marshall, the guy who compiles the exhaustive (and sometimes exhausting) audience guides at The American Century Theater, sits down for an onstage chat with three of D.C.'s very best working actors: Kate Eastwood Norris, Naomi Jacobson, and Rick Foucheux.
Why: At one point or another, I've interviewed (or at least leaned against a lobby bar with) everybody involved, so trust me when I say they've got stories to tell -- and not all of them are high-toned meditations on craft. So go check it out; I'd say "See you there," but that would be a lie, 'cause it's my anniversary, and somehow my already overtaxed credit card and I have managed to snag reservations at Komi.
When: Tonight, 8 o'clock
Where: Theatre Lab, 733 8th Street NW Washington, DC 20001. Check the Google map below.
How much: Pay-What-You-Can, to benefit The Arts Fund for Child Health and Development, run by psychologist (and DC-based actor) Brian Razzino.
When Actors Get Bored
The performers you see on area stages? They're professionals. They work their tails off to entertain you, to move you, to get it right night after night.
Sometimes that can be dull. Sometimes that can lead to moments like this one, in which singer Tracy Lynn Olivera -- currently appearing as Fantine in the Signature Theatre's production of Les Misérables -- tries out an, erm, un-canonical reading of the character's signature aria, "I Dreamed a Dream," during a January put-in rehearsal:
I'm hearing like three or four different parody styles there -- is that a Beyoncé she pulled, right around the minute mark, and did it segue into a Patti LuPone? -- and damn if they're not all pretty well executed.
Curse you, Tracy Lynn: Isn't it enough that you're talented in one genre?
Hat-tip to Weslie Woodley and other 'Les Miz' cast members, whose Facebook hysterics alerted me to this gem ...
Judas Gets Another Shot

Don't know yet if we're going to have time/space/money in the print paper to re-review The Last Days of Judas Iscariot, which is getting a much-deserved revival at the H Street Playhouse.
So let this be your cue: Go buy a ticket. The April-May run of Stephen Adly Guirguis' play was probably the single most thrilling piece of theater I've seen all year.
I mean: I'm a jaded 40-year-old theater critic, with a bad attitude most days, and I've been to more bad plays this year than I had bad one-night stands back in my 20s. And I cried like a damn baby at this show.
I'm telling everybody I know to go see it. I'm even pimping this play (which, y'know, isn't exactly PG) to the public-TV audience. Here's the script for my Best Bet on on WETA's Around Town, which I'm going over to Shirlington to tape in a few hours:
Something new opens in DC theaters pretty much every week, so I don't spend a lot of time dwelling on shows I've already reviewed -- especially shows that closed back in May. I'm gonna make an exception this week, though, for The Last Days of Judas Iscariot -- because it's coming back. And if you love the reach and the ambition and the intimacy and the power that makes theater theater, you really must go see this show. It's the story of the trial of Judas, the apostle who betrayed Jesus to the authorities, and it's set in a court in Purgatory. The judge is a dead Confederate who hanged himself on the day Lee surrendered; the witnesses include Mother Teresa, Sigmund Freud, Santa Monica and the Devil himself. This play -- it's a meditation on the tension between divine mercy and human free will -- is funny, and moving, and profane, and sad, and oh, man, the way it uses *language* -- it's just downright intoxicating, and it was the best thing I saw onstage this year. The Last Days of Judas Iscariot, revived with
all of the original castall but one of the original cast*, at the H Street Playhouse to December 21.
The WETA audience won't see that until next week, after the show has opened. But you's my CP peeps, so you get the first heads-up.
Seriously: Go spend an evening with Judas. My original review is over here in the CP archive, if you need more convincing.
*Whoops. Got a call from Michael Dove. Turns out Maggie Glauber's having twins, and -- though initially it *was* supposed to be the whole original cast -- she won't be playing Mother Teresa again. My bad.
On Black Box Spaces, Drawbacks Thereof
The allure of spaces like Round House Silver Spring, of course, is that you can do an intimate show in them.
One drawback, however: If you're running just a teeny bit late for your own show, you may find yourself hurrying past the queued-up patrons.
At 15 minutes before your announced curtain time.
Because there's not so much a stage door.
Monday Night Musical Theater? Oddly Enough …
Monday, in the theater world, is pretty much universally a "dark night" -- meaning theaters don't schedule performances then. It's the night actors get to socialize, the night light-board ops get to catch up on their TiVo'd Gossip Girl, the night stage managers get to spend time with their stamp collections.
Except when there's a benefit, or an awards banquet, or a one-off gala to be staged: Because most theaterfolk work a Tuesday-Sunday schedule, these special-event things tend to cluster on Mondays.
To wit: Tonight's "Where Are You Taking Me," the capstone of a day-long musical-theater symposium hosted today by Arena Stage and Georgetown University.
On the playbill: songs from nearly a dozen musicals-in-progress, including Signature Theatre's Giant. The singers? They include a young man you need to hear: Jobari Parker-Namdar, who's been doing small parts and cabarets around town, and who's got the vocal chops and the charisma to make a career out of this thing, if I'm any judge. Show's at 8, at Georgetown's Gonda Theatre, and it's free and open to the public. Wanna go? Call Arena at (202) 488-3300.

Gartshore: Songs of ... experience?
Speaking of cabarets: Will Gartshore (that's him at the piano, with the hooch ... stole that right off his Facebook page) has put together an evening called Perfect/Finite, which the PR types are calling "an hour-long musical scrapbook consisting of unforgettable moments, missed opportunities, and temporary thrills."
(I'm soooo just gonna let that last item lie there.)
More from the flacks: It's a night of "stories of auspicious beginnings, messy endings, and love's beautiful flaws. The program is a bold and eclectic combination of pop, contemporary theater music and art songs and includes gay themes and content."
It's also tonight -- and next Monday, the 17th, at Round House Silver Spring. Tickets $15, at 240-644-1100 or at the Round House site.
Race-Baiting, Political Opportunism and Child Exploitation!
OK, so it's actually just another attempt at guerilla theater-marketing: Charter Theatre honcho Keith Bridges stars (alongside actor-playwright Chris Stezin) in a 7-minute drama about why Charter won't be staging Richard Washer's Quartet, originally announced for the new-play specialists' January-February slot.
Watch (agog) as Bridges explains his emergency back-up plan to his 3-year-old daughter Rosie: "Sweetie, papa has a brilliant idea. He's going to save his theater company by inviting Barack Obama to come see his next play, called Am I Black Enough Yet? Isn't that brilliant?"
Viz:
Choice moment: an "outtake," toward the end, where Bridges tries to get wee Rosie to pimp the Charter website. She's so over it that she won't even wave bye-bye when he finally gives up.
Backstory: Charter lost one of the cast members for Quartet — a play that was already "a tough sell," according to Stezin. (It's not a comedy. It's "a low-key, thoughtful piece," and its musically-inspired structure is anything but orthodox.)
"Bad mojo started to pile up," Stezin says, and with every theater in town having trouble putting butts in seats, a postponement seemed the best thing for Quartet.
And as the company's leadership talked about replacements, they realized that Am I Black Enough Yet?, a 2007 hit, "wasn't just our best selling show last season — but our best-selling show ever," Stezin says.
And so, a revival. And, coming down the pipe: More episodes of Charter's serialized YouTube drama. And with any luck, a newly elected special guest and his family in the good seats.
"You can always dream," Stezin says. "We'd love to get the attention of somebody on the Obama campaign."
Heads Up
Every Thursday, we round up Pay-Whats and other cheap seats at local theaters. Just so's your weekend is a little easier.
Before we start, remember the general rules: (A) Reservations for these? Not so much. (B) They're offered on a space-available basis, so have a backup plan. (C) Click each theater name for details and contact info. Oh, and you might tell ‘em City Paper sent you.
The frost is on the Pay-What pumpkin, mostly ’cause there aren't that many shows in previews right now. But this Monday night at 7, Solas Nua kicks off a new playreading series at the Savory Cafe in Takoma Park. The first show is Made in China, from Dublin writer Mark O'Rowe, whose Crestfall (at Studio Secondstage) is one of the hottest tickets in town right now; Solas Nua promises an ongoing overview of Ireland's most interesting contemporary playwrights. Admission is free.
Washington Shakespeare Company launches its Best of the Brits reading series on Monday, too. Shrivings, the first play in the series, is by Peter Shaffer, whose Equus just opened on the WSC mainstage. (This one's a Pay-What.) Up next: Sarah Kane's Blasted, on Nov. 13.
And I know I've said this more than once, but the best deal in town right now is the always-$10-a-seat Catalyst Theater, making a zoot-suit riot out of The Resistible Rise of Arturo Ui, Bertolt Brecht's cautionary black comedy about the Hitler-style rise of a Chicago gangster. It's gotten rave reviews (including mine)—and it's been extended to Nov. 11.
Otherwise, here's what I know about:
- Bulletins from Fatland, Horizons Theatre. Caren Anton in “a darkly funny, poignant and occasionally shocking” solo piece, portraying “a female sumo wrestler, an African American pastor, an East London housewife, and a Big Easy waitress—all struggling with body image, acceptance, redemption,” and of course the dreaded F-word. Pay-What previews Friday at 7:30 p.m. and Saturday at 3 p.m. At Warehouse Theatre Second Stage, 1019 7th St. NW.
- Equus, Washington Shakespeare Company (regularly $25-$30). The play about the horse-fucker. (Well, sorta kinda.) Lee Mikeska Gardner directs what's actually a major piece of 20th-century theater (by Amadeus author Peter Shaffer); it mourns the banal tyranny of the “normal,” and it involves sex, obsession, religion, and yes, a naked young man on the back of a horse. Pay-What matinees every Saturday at 2 p.m. At Clark Street Playhouse, 601 South Clark Street in Crystal City.
- Communion, Horizons Theatre. “Uses stories excavated from the back pages of the newspapers and interviews with women from all walks of life to examine the intersection of spirituality and sexuality as it lives in women's bodies.” Pay-What preview Saturday at 7:30 p.m. At Warehouse Theatre Second Stage, 1019 7th St. NW.
Heads Up
Every Thursday, we round up Pay-Whats and other cheap seats at local theaters. Just so's your weekend is a little easier.
Before we start, sing along with the general rules: (A) Reservations for these? Not so much. (B) They're offered on a space-available basis, so have a backup plan. (C) Click each theater name for details and contact info. Oh, and you might tell 'em City Paper sent you.
It bears repeating (for another week or two, anyway): The best deal in town right now is the always-$10-a-seat Catalyst Theater, making a zoot-suit riot out of The Resistible Rise of Arturo Ui, Bertolt Brecht's cautionary black comedy about the Hitler-style rise of a Chicago gangster. It's gotten rave reviews (including mine), and it's been extended to Nov. 11.
Otherwise, here's what I know about:
- Red Light Winter, Studio Theatre (regularly $40-$48). Adam Rapp's "engagingly convulsive drama" (sez Mondello) "begins with a comically inept suicide attempt and evolves into a bleak if frequently laugh-provoking chronicle of romantic yearning." Joy Zinoman directs; FREE performances tonight, Thursday, and Friday at 8 p.m. Reservation required; call 202-332-3300 and mention CuDC. At the Zinoplex, 14th and P Streets NW.
- Never the Sinner, Actors Theatre of Washington. (Regularly $31.50) John Logan's crime-scene-and-courtroom drama about the Leopold & Loeb murder. Mondello weighs in here. Pay-What performances tonight, Thursday, and Friday at 8 p.m., plus Sunday at 7 p.m. At the Source Theatre space, 1835 14th St. NW.
- Equus, Washington Shakespeare Company (regularly $25-$30). The play about the horse-fucker. (Well, sorta kinda.) Harry Potter himself (meaning Daniel Radcliffe) stars in a flashy London revival in March; locally, and now, the accomplished Lee Mikeska Gardner directs what's actually a major piece of 20th-century theater (by Amadeus author Peter Shaffer) involving sex, obsession, religion, and yes, a naked young man on the back of a horse. Critics see it next week. Pay-What previews this Friday, Saturday, and Sunday (whoops) Monday at 8 p.m. At Clark Street Playhouse, 601 South Clark St., Arlington.
- Monster, Rorschach Theatre (regularly $21.50). Neal Bell's adaptation got an Olney Theater production a while back; now come some of the District's youngest, Turk-iest theatrical Young Turks with their take. Critics see it Monday; a YouTube preview is here. Pay-What previews this Friday, Saturday, and Sunday at 8 p.m. At Sanctuary Theatre/Casa Del Pueblo, 1459 Columbia Road NW.
Heads Up
Every Thursday, we round up Pay-Whats and other cheap seats at local theaters. Just so's your weekend is a little easier.
Before we start, remember the general rules: (A) Reservations for these? Not so much. (B) They're offered on a space-available basis, so have a backup plan. (C) Click each theater name for details and contact info. Oh, and you might tell ‘em City Paper sent you.
Warmed-over plug from last week: The best deal in town right now is the always-$10-a-seat Catalyst Theater, making a zoot-suit riot out of The Resistible Rise of Arturo Ui, Bertolt Brecht's cautionary black comedy about the Hitler-style rise of a Chicago gangster.
Otherwise, here's what I know about:
- Orange Flower Water, Didactic Theatre. “Romantic chaos…moral ambiguity…two couples…an extramarital affair"—yup, sounds like Six Feet Under scribe Craig Wright (whose plays Grace and Melissa Arctic had their world premieres in D.C.). I'm seeing it Sunday. Pay-What preview tonight, Thursday, at 7:30 p.m. At DCAC, 2438 18th St. NW.
- Jon Spelman's Frankenstein, Round House Theatre. The noted storyteller/performer retells Mary Shelley’s Gothic parable from the Creature's point of view. Critics see it next week. Pay-What preview tonight, Thursday, at 8 p.m. At Round House Silver Spring, 8641 Colesville Road.
- Never the Sinner, Actors Theatre of Washington. John Logan’s crime-scene-and-courtroom drama about the Leopold & Loeb murder. Bob Mondello liked the atmospherics of a 1997 Ethan McSweeny staging a bit better than the play itself, but I hear this one might be interestingly disturbing. Pay-What preview tonight (regularly $31.50), Thursday, at 8 p.m. At the Source Theatre space, 1835 14th St. NW.
- Spring Forward/Fall Back, Theater J. A premiere from theater titan Robert Brustein, founder of Yale Rep and longtime New Republic theater critic. From the theater: “A deeply personal new play about successive generations of fathers and sons and their continuing conflicts over music. An esteemed conductor is compelled to visit the formative stages of his life, returning to the rich, immigrant culture of an Upper West Side tenement filled with love and dissension.” Critics see it next week. Pay-What previews Sunday and Tuesday at 7:30 p.m. At the DCJCC, 16th and Q Streets NW.
Heads Up
Every Thursday, we round up Pay-Whats and other cheap seats at local theaters. Just so's your weekend is a little easier.
Before we start, remember the general rules: (A) Reservations for these? Not so much. (B) They're offered on a space-available basis, so have a backup plan. (C) Click each theater name for details and contact info. Oh, and you might tell ‘em City Paper sent you.
Remember there are (or were) $10 seats, limited availability, for the Shakespeare Theatre Company's Enemy of the People—tonight, Thursday, at 8. Offer good by phone only (at 202.547.1122, option 3; mention promotion code 3437).
Also: The local edition of the global Samuel Beckett Centenary Festival continues. If you missed the “listening party” this past Monday (they staged four of the radio plays), you can download podcasts of the Warehouse Theatre performances here—but only through Oct. 15, so get ’em now. A free festival-style screening of excerpts from the superb “Beckett on Film” collection continues through tomorrow, Friday. Meanwhile Solas Nua and Forum Theater collaborate on stagings of Rough for Theatre II and other short plays and poems at the Warehouse Second Stage this weekend; tickets are $15.
And the best deal in town right now is the always-$10-a-seat Catalyst Theatre, making a zoot-suit riot out of The Resistible Rise of Arturo Ui, Bertolt Brecht's cautionary black comedy about the Hitler-style rise of a Chicago gangster.
Otherwise, here's what I know about:
- The Insect Play, SCENA Theatre. He gave us the word “robot” (or maybe his brother did), not to mention a body of work that dazzled no less dazzling a figure than Arthur Miller. Here, Czech playwright Karel Čapek sets the beetles, the butterflies, and the ants to debating philosophy in a blistering satire on totalitarian politics. Critics see it next week. Pay-What previews Friday and Saturday at 8 p.m and Sunday at 3 p.m. At the Warehouse Theatre Mainstage, 1021 7th St. NW.
- iMusical, the Improvised Musical, Washington Improv Theater. Ummm, it's improv, so your guess is as good as mine. Travis Ploeger of Chicago City Limits directs. Pay-What preview next Wed., Oct. 18, at 8 p.m. At Flashpoint, 916 G St. NW.
Heads Up
Every Thursday, we round up Pay-Whats and other cheap seats at local theaters. Just so's your weekend is a little easier.
Before we start, remember the general rules: (A) Reservations for these? Not so much. (B) They're offered on a space-available basis, so have a backup plan. (C) Click each theater name for details and contact info. Oh, and you might tell ‘em City Paper sent you.
Worth noting this week: The local edition of the global Samuel Beckett Centenary Festival. Freebies include a “listening party” next week at the Warehouse (they'll stage four of the radio plays), plus a festival-style screening, from next Tuesday to Friday, Oct. 10–13, of excerpts from the superb “Beckett on Film” collection—from the 6-minute Catastrophe to the 84-minute Endgame.
Plus, if you haven't gone to see Josh Lefkowitz's show, you should. It's great, and it's a $15 seat—through Sunday in the rehearsal room at Woolly. Book now; it's a small space.
And here's a reminder we like to trot out occasionally:
- Lots of D.C. theaters offer rush seats (sometimes called stampede seats or Hottix or some other silliness) a half-hour or so before showtime. Theater J's, for instance, are $15 on weekdays and Sundays, $20 on Saturdays, available 30 minutes before curtain if a show's not sold out.
- Studio Theatre, I gather, is actively looking for new ushers right this minute. (See this page—and be nice to Solomon, ‘cause he'll hook you up.)
- And remember there's always TicketPlace, the half-price day-of-show outlet down in Penn Quarter.
Otherwise, here's what I know about:
- The Resistible Rise of Arturo Ui, Catalyst Theatre. Brecht's in exile, writing about the Germany he's just fled—but he wants the world to listen, so he sets his parable about Hitler's rise in gangland Chicago, circa 1930. And it's a comedy, natch—blacker than black, but a comedy nonetheless. Scot McKenzie stars; critics see it Saturday. Pay-What previews tonight, Thursday, and tomorrow, Friday, at 7:30 p.m. At Capitol Hill Arts Workshop, 545 7th St. SE.
- Enemy of the People, Shakespeare Theatre Company. Henrik Ibsen’s titanic whistle-blower drama, directed by an actual Norwegian. CP says: “The play’s a fierce attack on party politics and self-interested timidity, but it’s also a study of a terribly flawed hero … and [Kjetil] Bang-Hansen’s production focuses mercilessly on the latter.” $10 seats tonight, Oct. 5, through Oct. 12; calendar is here. Offer good by phone only: Call 202.547.1122, option 3, and mention promotion code 3437. At the Lansburgh Theatre, 450 7th St. NW.
Heads Up
Every Thursday, we round up Pay-Whats and other cheap seats at local theaters. Just so's your weekend is a little easier.
Before we start, remember the general rules: (A) Reservations for these? Not so much. (B) They're offered on a space-available basis, so have a backup plan. (C) Click each theater name for details and contact info. Oh, and you might tell ‘em City Paper sent you.
Just the one Pay-What this week, but there are plenty of cheap seats and freebies and one-offs coming up in the next few days.
Ferinstance:
- The VSA arts Playwright Discovery initiative (yup, the same program that pegged Phoebe Rusch as a startling new talent) stages the one-act by this year's winner, 18-year-old Floridian Jonathan Mayer, at 7:30 tonight, Thursday. The play: Mistakes, Inc., which “challenges the audience to imagine what would happen if they could have their mistakes erased simply by calling a 1-800 number.” Paul-Douglas Michnewicz (who staged Theater Alliance's luminous production of Rusch's 3/4 of a Mass for St. Vivian) directs. Tix are free, if any are left.
- Speaking of Theater Alliance: They're putting up another cabaret evening this Saturday at 8. Singers Joanne Schmoll, Rob McQuay, Jim Breen, and Judy Simmons are on the bill for The Women of Tin Pan Alley; tix are $15.
- Busboys & Poets, meanwhile, has booked in the Strike Anywhere Performance Ensemble with a theatrical vaudeville called 10 Brecht Poems. One show Saturday at 10:30 p.m., two on Sunday, at 4 and 10:30. Tix are $12 at the door.
- Ford's Theatre has commissioned a one-scene show about the Lincoln assassination—told from the POV of one of the three brothers who owned Ford's on the day that gave it its extra-theatrical reputation. One Destiny opens this Monday, Oct. 2, and runs for three weeks; Stephen F. Schmidt (the Helen Hayes–winning Officer Lockstock in Signature's Urinetown), plays Harry Ford. Seats are free for all shows, or $1 if you want to reserve in advance.
- And Journeymen Theatre is apparently offering half-price seats at all remaining performances of the well-reviewed Spinning Into Butter, which runs through Saturday. Check TicketPlace. Which, it's worth noting, is always a good idea if you're looking for discount seats.
As far as straight-up Pay-Whats, here's the only one I know about:
- Stripping Don Juan, Teatro GALA. The infamous seducer gets his, courtesy of a savvy young woman who hits him where it hurts: Squarely in the macho. Written Ana Caro Mallén de Soto, one of a handful of female playwrights from Spain's 17th-century theatrical golden age. Gala boss Hugo Medrano updates the play with a modern setting; in Spanish with English surtitles. Critics see it Saturday. Pay-What preview tonight, Thursday, at 8 p.m. At Gala Theatre-Tivoli, 14th Street and Park Road NW.
And remember: Tell ‘em City Paper sent you.
Heads Up
Every Thursday, we round up Pay-Whats and other cheap seats at local theaters. Just so's your weekend is a little easier.
Before we start, remember the general rules: (A) Reservations for these? Not so much. (B) They're offered on a space-available basis, so have a backup plan. (C) Click each theater name for details and contact info. Oh, and you might tell ‘em City Paper sent you.
Just the two Pay-Whats this week, but here's a sexy little development: Josh Lefkowitz (right) is bringing his Fringe festival hit back for eight shows in that rehearsal hall off the main lobby at Woolly Mammoth—and tix are only $15 each.
The title is Help Wanted: A Personal Search for Meaningful Employment at the Start of the 21st Century, which sounds dreadful—unless you can hear Lefkowitz's dryly funny voice delivering it. And really, you should hear this fledgling monologist: His timing's precise, his writing's witty and sharp, and his technique is really impressive. (Plus there's a fairly funny joke at Michael Kahn's expense.)
Help Wanted was easily one of my favorite Capital Fringe outings—and while I'd be glad to see any festival show get a post-Fringe booking, I'm doubly pleased to see this talented sprout get another shot at a D.C. audience. (He's worked at Woolly and Signature, in case you're thinking he looks familiar, but he's based in New York these days.) Plus, it's nice to see Woolly using the rehearsal space as a public performance venue. (Howard Shalwitz says they're in it for the long run, too; theyr'e talking about hanging a lighting grid in there.)
Lefkowitz’ run starts tonight, Thursday, at 8:15 and goes through next Sunday, Sept. 24—full schedule is here. Get yer $15 tickets online (there's a fee) or just get yerself to Woolly Mammoth, at 7th and D NW. Seriously: Don't miss it.
Aside from Lefkowitz, here's what I know about:
- Spinning Into Butter, Journeymen Theater. Hate mail sparks an uproar (and some painful self-examination) on a supposedly liberal college campus. Jeff Keenan directs; Mondello likes Maura McGinn's “attractive, forthright and utterly persuasive” performance as a conflicted academic. Pay-What performances every Wednesday (until it closes) at 7:30 p.m. At Clark Street Playhouse, 601 South Clark St. in Crystal City.
- A Prayer for Owen Meany, Round House Theatre. John Irving's sprawling novel (about a boy who may or may not be a latter-day messiah, but certainly is an accidental killer) gets the stage treatment. Critics raved in London, but your humble locals don't see it until the 18th. Pay-What performance this Saturday, Sept. 16, at 3 p.m. At Round House, 4545 East-West Highway in Bethesda.
Heads Up
Every Thursday, we round up Pay-Whats and other cheap seats at local theaters. Just so's your weekend is a little easier.
Before we start, remember the general rules: (A) Reservations for these? Not so much. (B) They're offered on a space-available basis, so have a backup plan. (C) Click each theater name for details and contact info. Oh, and you might tell ‘em City Paper sent you.
Dry spell's over, and suddenly it's a busy theater weekend, with four openings (and I'm in Miami). Here's what I know about:
- Spinning Into Butter, Journeymen Theater. Hate mail sparks an uproar (and some painful self-examination) on a supposedly liberal college campus. Jeff Keenan directs; critics see it tomorrow. Pay-What preview tonight, Thursday, at 7:30 p.m., and Pay-What performances every Wednesday (until it closes) at 7:30 p.m. At Clark Street Playhouse, 601 South Clark St. in Crystal City.
- MacBird!, American Century Theater. LBJ meets the Scottish Play in this ’60s-era satire. It's a musical, and the off-Broadway original starred Stacy Keach. ’Nuff said. Critics see it Saturday; Pay-What preview tonight, Thursday Sept. 7, at 8 p.m. Call 703-553-8782 or e-mail info@americancentury.org and use the code “JFK” if you wanna reserve in advance.
- Red Light Winter, Studio Theatre. “[C]haracters always at the bottom of life, actions always the harshest and ugliest”; that's Village Voice critic Michael Feingold on Adam Rapp’s plays, at least until he encountered this one. There's still a lot of ugliness, apparently—but Rapp supposedly betrays his inner romantic, too. Critics see it Sunday, and we'll have a review for you next week. Pay-What preview Saturday, Sept. 9, at 2 p.m. At Studio, 14th and P Streets NW.
- A Prayer for Owen Meany, Round House Theatre. John Irving’s sprawling novel (about a boy who may or may not be a latter-day messiah, but certainly is an accidental killer) gets the stage treatment; critics raved in London, but your humble locals don’t see it until the 18th. Pay-What performance Wednesday, Sept. 13 at 7:30 p.m. and Saturday, Sept. 16, at 3 p.m. At Round House, 4545 East-West Highway in Bethesda.
Page to Stage, Day 2
"There needs to be a sense of gargoyles ..."
Rorschach Theatre put up a reading of Jennifer Maisel's "urban fairy tale" (wait, didn't Rorschach just do one of those?) at 2 o'clock today. I lasted through the longish first act, then fled.
Not because I didn't want to find out whether Maisel's stockbroker Prince Charming (James Denvil) would survive the downward spiral he seemed to be starting.
And not because I didn't wanna know whether the show's Cinderella-with-a-past (Lindsay Haynes) would successfully transform the strangely knowing homeless guy (Jason Linkins) from frog-stinky to Wall Street-worthy.
Mostly I left because I was freezing my ass off in the Kennedy Center Family Theater. (And I have to say, Maisel was taking her sweet time with the rising action.)
And because out on the Millennium Stage, Synetic Theater (you remember, the Georgian lot with the movement thing) had started an open rehearsal of its upcoming Frankenstein adaptation. (It launches Synetic's season later this month, upstairs at the Terrace Theater. Which reminds me that Rorschach's doing a Frankenstein adaptation this fall, too--Neal Bell's Monster, which opens at Halloween.)
So I parachuted into the Synetic thing just as the cast was doing vocal warm-ups: Theophilus Thistle, the famous thistle-sifter, thrust three thousand thistles through the thick of his thumb. Or words to that effect. And so on, before a quick run through an opening ballroom-dance sequence and the through-the-icebergs passage.
Director Paata Tsikurishvili sat with a script at on onstage table while production manager Anna Lane filled the near-capacity crowd in on Synetic's mime-and-dance-infused style, and described some of the sets (a stage-wide wire curtain) and props they weren't seeing--not least the electric chair Victor will be using to bring the monster to life.
Meanwhile at the other end of the KenCen's long grand foyer, a lone aerialist with the hair of Boticelli's Venus spun silently above the stage -- warming up for Taffety Punk's take on Shakespeare's The Phoenix and Turtle, maybe? The velvet ropes were up, so I couldn't find out for sure.
There's more here tonight -- Venus Theatre, Art Riot, Washington Improv, and the Bouncing Ball troops (that's the bunch who brought you Lunch at Capital Fringe), among others.
But you're on your own for those: We're off to get a little food, and then I've gotta go review the world's longest play about a whistle-blower. See ya tomorrow...





