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Dracula in Newport

Island Moving Company, under the artistic direction of Miki Ohlsen, staged “Dracula” over this weekend at Belcourt Castle in Newport, and it was wonderful and outrageous art. (Disclaimer: We’re contributors to the company.)

Belcourt Castle is part Gothic, part Rococo, part silent move, and wholly eerie. Miki used it to great effect to stage a two-act “Dracula” that crept, marched, slithered, flew, and danced through a half-dozen Hearst-like mansion rooms, with the audience led by six musicians along the way. We witnessed dancers descending acrobatically from curtains during a dream sequence, fights in upstairs hallways, the good Count being raised from the dead by some striking “young vampire brides,” and a final scene where the dancers actually emerge from the audience in a hallway, and push us aside to make room for themselves.

David DuBois seemed to enjoy himself much too much playing Dracula, and danced with terrific grace and energy. Gregg Saulnier was wonderful as Jonathan Harker, dancing some of the longest, continual scenes I can imagine (though I would have happily bid on the opportunity to play the role in the dream sequence). Lilia Ortola, one of my favorites, danced a wonderful Mina, including succumbing to the Count’s charms. I always root for the underdog.

Island Moving Company combines classical dance, modern dance, and highly original production values in these venues, creating outstanding entertainment. We parked in the Belcourt Castle lot, walked the long paths into the courtyard, entered a side door, and then traveled through the huge place following the musicians, dancers, and story line. It’s unique to have the dancers emerge from the edge of the audience and create their own stage and room, often brushing you as they move, leap, and spin. These included, quoting the program, “unruly gypsies”! This kind of staging and choreography, combined with the venue, is extraordinary.

The mansion lends its own idiosyncrasies. At one point, a huge, stained-glass door wouldn’t open for Dracula, and as the audience smiled, David wound up magically entering through another door behind the set, something you’d expect Dracula to be able to manage!

The company stages “The Nutcracker” in a similar vein at Rosecliff Mansion in Newport for the holidays (http://www.islandmovingco.org.).

© Alan Weiss 2009. All rights reserved.

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Theater Reviews

The Greater Providence Area is like a middleweight moving up a class to fight heavyweights in the cultural arena. Pound for pound, there are theater, dining, museums, dance, touring shows, symphony and more far beyond what a city this size ordinarily expects.

As an example, here are two performances you shouldn’t miss if you’re in the area:

Trinity Rep (disclaimer: I’m a former board member) is staging “Cabaret” based on the original Isherwood work, so that the wonderful Rachel Warren as Sally Bowles does not have to channel Liza Minnelli. The Kit Kat troupe is worth the price of admission, and Curt Columbus has directed the superficial patina of gaiety nicely over the looming Nazi menace. Stealing the show—and, frankly, too often off stage—is the emcee, Joe Wilson, who is in fine voice, fine fettle, and fine lingerie. He bears an eerie resemblance to LaToya Jackson, which threw me for a while, but he has better legs. This is a wonderful rendition of a classic work: http://www.trinityrep.com/.

A couple of miles north in Pawtucket at the GAMM Theater (disclaimer: I’m on the board), director Tony Estrella also stars in a screamingly funny “Much Ado About Nothing” that is a masterpiece. Tony is arguably the finest working actor in New England (and possibly beyond), and his Benedick is a tour de force. At times the show had to momentarily stop to allow the laughter to die down. We were lucky to see it with a large group of St. George’s School students who had just read it, so it was a more knowledgeable crowd than would ordinarily be the case. The warden (the play is set in 1945 and, unlike so much of Shakespeare that is just a conceit in modern settings, this play sizzles), played by Tom Gleadow, has evidently been given permission to eat the scenery and, quite positively, there’s little left when he’s done with it. GAMM provides great art in an intimate setting, and this is the first of a paired set, with Romeo and Juliet coming with the same cast: http://www.gammtheatre.org/.

There is far better dining in Providence than Boston (we eat out seven nights a week), so take a couple of evenings and enjoy yourselves!

(Recommended pre-Trinity: Gracie’s, right across the street; pre-GAMM: Chez Pascal, 960 Hope St., Providence, a five-minute drive from the theater.)

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New York Times Agrees

See my review of “A Steady Rain” a few posts ago.

Here’s what the New York Times critic said this morning:

“A Steady Rain” is probably best regarded as a small, wobbly pedestal on which two gods of the screen may stand in order to be worshiped.

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Broadway: A Steady Rain Has A Dry Spell

We were close enough for Hugh Jackman to perspire on my wife, which pretty much made her night. The house was packed, though the play doesn’t officially open until Tuesday.

Daniel Craig and Hugh Jackman in A Steady Rain are alone together on stage all night, and they are formidable actors. Aside from some very minor mood music and an occasional lighting change against the backdrop, they use only two chairs to tell the story of two cops headed in two directions. While it is 90 minutes of an acting class, it’s not 90 minutes of riveting theater. The plot is obvious, the events expected (though some of the audience gasped at a line you could see approaching you from a mile away), and the ending utterly predictable. It was instructional to see these two guys in a tour de force for over an hour, sustaining energy and pathos, but by the end the energy is exhausting and the pathos becomes bathos. I don’t attend the theater for instruction, but for emotional involvement, suspense, and excitement.

It’s worth seeing Jackman and Craig, but after this and Carnage of the Gods I’m wondering if there’s anybody left who can write compelling drama for the stage, or if we’re just putting actors from other media up there to draw in the crowds. Where’s Arthur Miller when you need him?

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