Showing posts with label final curtain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label final curtain. Show all posts

Take Me Out tonight at the San Pedro Playhouse's Cellar Theater


Tonight I'll be taking in the San Pedro Playhouse's production of Take Me Out in the Cellar Theater. The original play, written by Richard Greenberg, debuted on Broadway February 27, 2003 at the Walter Kerr Theatre and closed on January 4, 2004. The show had a successful run and even won 2003 Tony Awards for Best Play, Best Direction for Joe Mantello, and Best Featured Actor in a Play for Denis O'Hare.

The play is a well written piece commenting on social stigmas of homosexuality and America's favorite pastime, baseball. San Pedro Playhouse's Cellar Theater website offers this description:
This Pulitzer Prize nominated play took the nation by storm with its story of one superstar's coming out and the explosive repercussions which shook him, his teammates and "the great American pastime" to their very core. A shocker for its locker-room language, on-stage shower scenes and violence, it is nevertheless the most brilliant and frank exploration of the personal destruction of living a lie in a homophobic "don't ask, don't tell" world, the fallout from coming clean and the discovery that honor, integrity and true worth must be the benchmarks by which we live.
The Playhouse production cast includes Mark D. Hicks (Kippy Sunderstrom), Butch Anderson (Darren Lemming), Rob Barron (Shane Mungitt), John O'Neill (The Skipper), Rhys Sanchez (Toddy Koovitz), Ryan Ramirez (Jason Chenier), Ian Bunn (Rodriguez), Miguel Diaz (Martinez), Jonathan G. Itchon (Takeshi Kawabata), Vincent Contrell (Davey Battle), and Andrew Thornton (Mason Marzac)with direction by Frank Latson.

Mark Hicks, Rob Barron, and Ryan Ramirez are friends of mine and I'm looking forward to seeing their work. I had a chance to meet Butch Anderson recently after opening night at the champagne opening (which I totally crashed) and subsequently at a San Antonio theatre peeps party hosted by God himself, Steven Bull. Anderson is a newcomer to the cast apparently, but has been getting very good press for his performance. Also getting good reviews is Andrew Thornton as Marzac (but that could be because Marzac is by far the best written character in the show).

The San Antonio Express News and the SA Current have offered up positive reviews and tickets are apparently selling out fast. This is the final weekend for performances, so please get yourself downtown to catch the production ASAP.

I'll be there tonight and afterward I'll be upstairs catching some bubbly enjoying opening night celebrations of Sound of Music. Break a leg tonight to both casts!!!

Theater Tidbits, or: an excuse for bullet posting


Circle Arts Theatre Founder Elizabeth Elliot's Final Bow, or: the death of the matriarch of local theater

From the Herald-Zeitung of New Braunfels, TX:

New Braunfels performing arts community lost the woman perhaps best described as the matriarch of local theater with the passing of Elizabeth Elliott.

The founder and executive director of Circle Arts Theatre, Elliott was 76 when she died Saturday. She recently underwent surgery and had been unwell for some time.

Elliott has influenced thousands of community actors of all ages in New Braunfels since she founded Circle Arts, including her daughter Roberta, the theater’s artistic directory. Just last month, the company drew down the curtain on its 40th season and currently is staging its annual Wurstfest melodrama — this time entitled “Raiders of the Lost Wurst.”

A single mother who raised two daughters with disabilities — and a theatre from scratch — Elizabeth has directed 91 major productions to date, including the award-winning “Seascape.”

Speaking in October, Roberta Elliott said she was a teenager when Elizabeth, became interested in opening a theater.

“Originally, she wanted to renovate and reopen an abandoned theatre called the Peninsula Playhouse, which used to be where the (Landa Park) dance slab is now,” Roberta said.

Taking on the challenge of raising $10,000 to save the building, Elizabeth worked hard on a local petition and various fundraising activities.

When the playhouse fell into disrepair it was torn down in the 1960s. Elliott said she was livid when she learned that repairing the building would have cost the same as demolishing it — about $10,000.

"But anger is not a bad thing," she said. "It's what you do with your anger that makes a difference. I was so angry that I said, 'I'll show them. I'll build my own theater.' Then I got 20 friends together and borrowed $10 from each of them, and got the rights to do Calamity Jane."

Although, she ultimately was not successful, her determination and the fire in her belly eventually gave birth to what originally was the Community Actors Theatre.

“The name was changed because we want to show all different aspects of the arts; the serious side, as well as melodramas and comedies. Even Shakespeare has played here,” Roberta said. “Circle Arts is dedicated to the pursuit of excellence in the performing arts and the affirmation and growth of the human spirit.”

Apart from its annual five-show season, another goal of Circle Arts’ is its “Klasses in Drama” program, which is meant to encourage self-discovery and build self-confidence, while teaching theatre to 2nd through 8th grade students. Another program, the Inner Circle company focuses on bringing live theatre to area elementary and middle schools. To date, the company has performed nearly 600 performances for more than 120,000 students.

Elizabeth was the recipient of the First Lifetime Achievement Award from the Greater New Braunfels Arts Council and, in 1990, was named by the San Antonio Express-News as the “Outstanding Woman of the Year in the Arts.”

In recent years, Elliott’s mobility has been restricted and she got around using a motorized scooter. Up to age 75, Elizabeth Elliott continued to direct one show per year — her final show was “Driving Miss Daisy”

Speaking to the Herald-Zeitung in April, Elizabeth Elliott recalled that when she could still walk, she was often the last person to lock up the building each night.

"I'd close the back doors, and come out and walk on the stage, and look at the seats, and wonder to myself, 'When did we do all this?'

"We were so caught up in the job of building the theater and getting the seats and doing the shows, we were so busy doing the work that I didn't notice it until it got quiet at night. Then the theater's empty and you walk out on-stage and say, 'My God, when did all this wonderful stuff happen?"

Funeral services for Elizabeth Elliott are pending at the Zoeller Funeral Home in New Braunfels.

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Dazzle the dark, dazzle the dark, dazzle the dark.

I met Elizabeth when I was in second grade. I was a part of the Klasses in Drama program (then known as the Fantasy Factory) where I performed in one of my first shows ever, "Turkey Day," written by Roberta Elliott.

Ms. E (as she's known to most who work with her), was a woman of staunch demeanor. She was very wise and very professional, a trait that some incorrectly confused for strictness and stubbornness. She knew what she liked and let everyone know.

She also knew what she didn't like. To say the least, she was a mighty presence to a second grader doing one of his first productions of a theatrical nature. But she left an indelible impression.

And she has kept that same presence all throughout her long and productive life. No one who met Ms. E ever forgot her. The Herald-Zeitung article doesn't mention that she not only affected thousands of actors in the New Braunfels area, but her impression of thousands of actors in the San Antonio community as well.

My most recent production with Circle Arts Theatre was Honk!. It was a fun show directed by the insanely talented Robin Williams (yes, that is her real name). It was a show that was somewhat out of Ms. E's taste for theater. She preferred classic musicals that appealed to a large demographic or meaty dramas that enriched the culture of theater in New Braunfels. Honk! was a little too cute for Ms. E (a word she despised as a descriptor of any production), but she whole-heartedly championed the strong production and the talent involved. Every night there she was in the front row, offering her wisdom; offering her unwavering support and dedication.

My previous role at Circle Arts was back in January and February as Will Parker in Oklahoma!, a show that was right up Ms. E's alley. A classic musical with strong material and music that made the audience hum along in delight. Oklahoma! for me was a particularly strong production (thanks in part to the steady direction of Roberta Elliott [or Rob as she is referred to as by those closest to her ] and a committed, versatile, talented cast).

During that production Ms. E gave one of the most cherished compliments I have received. She called me a great actor. It was offered in a sort of back-handed compliment way, but it was accurate in its bluntness.

"Joseph has a wonderful voice. He may not be the greatest singer in the world, but it doesn't matter; because when he sings, he acts. And you feel every moment of his performance."

Coming from Ms. E, I took it in stride. That's the kind of woman she was. And to this day, it's one of the most cherished moments of my theatrical career. Everyone wanted her approval. And I knew I had it.

She will be missed. Next time I perform on that intimate stage and I look out to stage left and see her empty chair, where she so dubiously wrote and read detailed notes for actors, I will take a moment to appreciate all she has done for arts in the local area, all she has done for her theater family, and all she has done for me.

Namasté.

[title of show] closes, or: the night Heidi signed a Playbill "the Jonas Bros. suck ass."

So [title of show] is now over. At 8:30 my time I shed a little tear for Hunter, Jeffy, Susan , and my favorite Nationwide Insurance girl, Heidi. But even though I am incredibly sad, I am extremely happy for the cast and crew. Extremely proud. And I can't wait for the amateur rights to become available.

Here are some overdue pics from my trip to NYC this Summer and my journey to the stage door after a wonderful Monday night performance of [title of show].

This night the Jonas Brothers were right down the street along with a bunch of screaming tweens. Hundreds of them. Screaming. And here were the [tossers]; at most 15 of us, asking the cast to sign our Playbills: "The Jonas Bros. suck ass!"

And Heidi, being the badass she is, did. And she asked for it not to be posted on MySpace. And I promise you Heidi, I will not post that you wrote "the Jonas Bros. suck ass, love Heidi" on a Playbill on MySpace.


























The Last Movie Star, or: how Newman's death represents the impending close to a great era


From James over at ReelThoughts:
With Paul Newman's death, they're almost all gone. By "they," I am referring to the movie stars - the legends of the silver screen whose images lit up the darkness for decades in movie palaces, drive-ins, and multiplexes across the country and around the world. Their names are legendary: Humphrey Bogart, John Wayne, Gregory Peck, Cary Grant, Katharine Hepburn, Audrey Hepburn, Grace Kelly, Steve McQueen, Bette Davis, Marlon Brando, Spencer Tracy, Ingrid Bergman, Gene Kelly, Paul Newman. There are, of course, many others, but a need for brevity demands that I stop somewhere. Newman's death is another reminder how few of these "great ones" remain among us, their memories living capsules to a fading era. Kirk Douglas, Clint Eastwood, Sean Connery, Lauren Bacall, Sidney Poitier� Are there others? (Of course, but not as many as you might think.)

We don't have movie stars anymore. At least not in the way there once were movie stars. Today, the biggest names in cinema are media stars. The mystique is gone. Film has become just another form of disposable entertainment. In 2008, we have Tom Hanks, George Clooney, Tom Cruise, Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie, Julia Roberts, and countless here-today-gone-tomorrow flavors of the month. All are photogenic and capable, but none has the luminescence we associate with a true star. It's not their fault. Time moves on and eras change. Movies are not what they were in the '40s or '50s or '60s or even '70s. The capacity of a performer to become a star in the truest sense of the word no longer exists. People still love movies, but they don't treasure them the way they once did. Norma Desmond said it's the pictures that got small. Now, the magnitude of the stars has downsized to keep pace.

Read more here.

I'm not much for writing goodbyes. There are many others out there who are infinitely more knowledgeable about Paul Newman's career and his influence on the American cinema. But Mr. Berardinelli manages to write a fitting epitaph not to Paul Newman, but to all the movie stars of a far gone era.

And thanks to Steve for being more eloquent and classy than I could ever hope to be.

I'll cover you, Amanda; but you owe me 20 bucks, or: Rent (Live) at the Movies


If you're like me and Chris and express a disappointment for the movie version of the musical Rent, then you will indeed be happy to know that the new filmed version of the now closed stage production is vastly superior. Titled Rent: Filmed Live on Broadway, the new cinecast still has the flaws of the material, but mostly, it provides an engaging preservation of the landmark show.

Rent, in my opinion, is a show that hasn't aged as well as other 90's musicals. While it provides a mostly ballerific score, a lot of the production seems dated. There are a few scenes that are incredibly bad (Chris mentions the post funeral scene - "you have to learn to love yourself". The duet scene between Mark and Roger arguing - "the filmmaker cannot see/the songwriter cannot hear" - is cringe inducing to me.) and some clunkers of songs (once again, Chris mentions "Happy New Year" and I completely agree.) The sanitized movie version further emphasized the inherent badness of much of the show. However, despite my reservations for the show itself, I headed to the movie theater to take in the filmed last performance. And I am very happy I did.

I found myself really moved periodically. And as a result, I was reminded constantly how good the show really is: the staging is very well directed, the songs are uniformly complex (if not all necessarily good), and the subject matter - while a bit dated - is still engaging thanks mostly to the fresh new cast.

To start, the standout is Will Chase as Roger. Chase provides a deeper and more conflicted portrayal than original cast member Adam Pascal. He is in fantastic voice, and his musicality shows. He also is more believable as a young adult. Reneé Elise Goldsberry makes for an endearing Mimi. And Justin Johnston Angel is a riot, finding unprecedented humor in the part.

Adam Kantor is a bright Mark. And yes, even Eden Espinosa is effective as Maureen. Tracie Thoms makes a return to the role of Joanne (one of the few good things about the movie version was Thoms' dynamic performance). I was not as enamored with Michael McElroy as Collins. Perhaps it was his relatively weaker vocal performance throughout the show. None of his songs soared for me, musically or dramatically.

The camera work by Declan Quinn is effective without calling too much attention to itself. The wizards at radical.media have utilized state-of-the-art high-definition video and digital audio technology to make the show come alive.

Peter Travers of Rolling Stone expresses an enthusiasm for Rent: Filmed Live on Broadway and for future possibilities for the new format of live performances filmed for the movie theater:
You can't see this kind of magic without dreaming of what's next on The Hot Ticket, from the same Sony Company that released the dreaded 2005 Rent [movie]. Is this version karmic payback? If so, it's working.

I can think of so many shows that Hollywood botched (The Producers, Gypsy, South Pacific, A Chorus Line) being captured in a cinecast. Or how about shows still on Broadway that may never make it to the big screen, such as Spring Awakening, In the Heights, Jersey Boys and the youth-centric production of Hair that played in Central Park this summer? The list goes on. You probably have your own. Start listing.

I share his praise and excitement for the format. I only hope a DVD deal can be met so I can enjoy this final performance forever.
 

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