Reviewing the Reviewer

I had a nice online conversation with an actor I had reviewed less than kindly today.  He was very gracious and professional about it.  As I said to him, if I start to fake or water down my reviews just because someone is a friend or colleague, then the review means nothing.  This way, if I give you a good review, you'll know I mean that, too.

But the whole idea began rolling around in my head.  The old "Who Watches the Watchmen" idea.  With that in mind, I would like to re-examine me as reviewer.

For example, I made a point of saying that my wife laughed most of the way through...rather loudly I didn't say.  I mentioned that I found many parts "laugh out loud funny".  That was written as an audience member.  But as I continued to read, I realized that much of the review was written as an actor/director.  That is a dangerous trap to be in.  I consciously try to be objective.  I try to be fair.  I try not to cut my throat with the people I'm reviewing.  But somewhere in the cobwebbed passages of my labyrinthine brain, there are voices saying, "If only I'd directed this." and "If I were the actor, I would have..."  There will be a faint odour of that from any reviewer.

Ultimately I am who I am.  I try to be honest and true and tell my opinion (yes, only and opinion).  I am flawed so my reviews are flawed.  I'm smart so my reviews are generally good.  Whether they match your taste and experience, only time and shared experience will tell.

To any and all I offend- this was not my purpose. To those I have enlightened- you're welcome.  To those I have merely entertained- pass along this blog address and have a great life.  Leave your comments below.

The Mystery of Irma Vep at the Liberty Theatre

In 1996, French film director Olivier Assayas crafted an unusual film called Irma Vep.  The title character is of course an anagram of vampire.  It is a "film within a film" about a strange remake of the silent era film Les Vampires, a serial 2-reeler crime drama that had nothing to do with the mythological creatures of the title.

But that is all beside the point!

What I really want to talk about is the live performance of The Mystery of Irma Vep by Charles Ludlam as presented by Apex Theatre20 at the Liberty Theatre in Tyler, Texas.  Although listed officially as a satire, it becomes a slapstick farce of epic proportions.  Imagine Daffy Duck in Wuthering Heights and you get the idea.

Its several characters, both male and female, are portrayed by two male actors.  A huge part of the fun is the quick changes- not only of costume, but also character, voice, accent, posture, and boobs.  (Sorry about that, but it had to be said.)  The play satirizes several genres from Victorian melodrama and horror, to Hitchcock and the Marx Brothers.  Throw in some 1930's horror films and you have the tone, or tones, of The Mystery of Irma Vep.  Josh Carpenter and Nate McKeller are the heroes who were chosen to undertake the schizoid roles.  These two had to carry the entire show as they were everyone.  In the program they should have been listed as "I am Legion, for we are many."

Now the review

The show was out loud funny in many many places.  Oftentimes that humor is based on the absurdity of the changes.  Sometimes it's just the silliness of the action and words.  Ultimately the delivery of the characters drives the show.  The two actors do well.  Carpenter seems to have a good grasp of the off-kilter nature of his characters.  He also ad libs well, which both actors had to do to fill change times.  The only real flaw in his performance was less differentiation between characters.  He is, in himself, a strong character and it is hard to disguise.  McKeller had the most changes, which challenged him greatly.  Usually up to the challenge, some of his characters were reduced to mugging to the audience.  That may have been direction or decision, either way it did not work for me.

The costume changes were a problem, as they were bound to be.  There were times where the costumes were obviously beneath (and peeking out) of others.  Sometimes that led to more humor, sometimes it killed the joke.  I'm not sure if there is a really good way to solve that problem.  It is a problem, though.

Overall the show gave the feeling of an amateur show.  No one thing is to blame, nor one person.  I have worked with both actors before, and they are quite talented.  I have seen the director, Felicity Enas, do marvelous things with a cast.  We enjoyed the show.  We laughed.  We giggled.  We groaned.  It was a good night.  I expected more.

Taking a Chance Again

Here we are, a week before another opening.  Ghost of a Chance opens March 28 and runs for two weeks.  We're in the crunch time where small things make a difference.  We've actually had extra time to learn lines, but it is a wordy play and a long play.  The problem I am having is not "too many lines" but rather too much space between entrances.  Having a small role means large chunks of time offstage just waiting.  It is so easy for me to lose focus at these times- to maintain character and keep my lines straight.  I don't appear for nearly an hour into the first act, appearing on in the last three pages.  I have a little more in the second act, but the problem is the same- focus.

For an actor, focus is a huge priority.  An actor must be able to split their focus successfully into three parts: regurgitating their lines, but with feeling; puppetting yourself to be in the right place at the right moment; and listening truly to your scene partners so as to react as genuinely as possible and to catch variations in their lines that change the scripted lines and require a different response.  Lose focus on any of these and you're pulling curtain on the next show instead of taking bows.

On another note:  This weekend I will be attending The Mystery of Irma Vep at the Liberty Theatre in downtown Tyler, Texas.  It is produced by APEX Theatre20.  The review will be my next entry on this blog.

and scene!