Tuesday, August 24, 2021

Production exceeds quality of script at convergence-continuum


 

Clyde Simon, the artistic director and one-man-band who founded convergence-continuum, CLE’s Tremont-housed theatre, has an affinity for choosing challenging shows.  Scripts that no other local performance venue will stage.

 

Based on the theatre’s mission, “to produce theater that expands human imagination and extends the conventional boundaries of language, structure, space and performance, and producing plays and experiences that challenge the conventional notion of what theatre is,” Simon’s choices are appropriate.

 

His choices often make the theatre not a place for everyone.  

 

Worry not, as Con-con, as it is commonly called, has developed a loyal group of fringe theatre followers that generally fill the small venue.

 

The theatre’s present offering, Elizabeth Meriwether’s OLIVER PARKER! is “off-the-wall” enough to satisfy the Con-con groupies.

 

Elizabeth Meriwether is a contemporary playwright with a bent toward the absurd and jagged boundaries.  Absurd meaning “ridiculous, wildly unreasonable, illogical, or inappropriate.”  And, jagged boundaries, “alluding to having a harsh, rough, or irregular quality.”  Yes, the script is both absurd and jagged in its form and message.

 

Set in a squalid New York apartment, the script unfolds the tale of an unlikely and uncomfortable friendship between Jasper, an old-man unkempt alcoholic, and Oliver Parker, a socially awkward 17-year-old. 

 

Oliver comes from a wealthy and influential family that ignores him.  The boy pays for the apartment and everything else Jasper needs.  

 

Jasper has been part of Oliver's life since the boy was about ten.  

 

There is some alluding to his having been sexually molested as a child.  Was Jasper, who served as the family’s chauffer, the culprit?  The true clue to their relationship might be seen from Jasper’s buying the boy the self-help book, Just Breathe-How to Survive a History of Abuse

 

Jasper provides what Oliver needs in the form of some semblance of family, bizarre as it is. 

 

The script, which has a sitcomic tone, is harsh, rough, and irregular in quality and has few realistic moments.  

 

That the writing is sitcomic in tone is totally understandable since Elizabeth Meriwether is a television showrunner who created the Fox sitcom, New Girl. She also was responsible for writing the romantic comedy film No Strings Attached and the ABC Single Parents and Bless This Mess.   

 

Con-Con’s production, under the direction of Tom Kondilas, is well staged and effectively acted.  The cast keeps us involved, despite the weaknesses and absurdity of the script.

 

Clyde Simon is properly nasty and obnoxious as the frustrated Jasper, whose life has little, if any meaning.  

 

Emelio Fernandez is properly conflicted as a teenager with hopping hormones, no family guidance and a need for an emotional connection.  

 

Valeria Young almost makes Willa, a grieving politician attempting to cope with the recent death of her son, into a real person, in spite of having been stuck with trite speeches and contrived situations.

 

Amanda Rowe tries hard to overcome an undeveloped character.

 

Capsule Judgment:  One critic stated of OLIVER PARKER!, “Elizabeth Meriwether’s comedy combines the crass vulgarity that passes for wit in teen-aimed Hollywood movies with a well-worn stage clichĂ©, the dark story of family dysfunction.”  I would add, “it gets a better production at Con-con than the script deserves.”

 

OLIVER PARKER! runs through September 11, 2021 at convergence-continuum, 2438 Scranton Road, Cleveland (in Tremont).  For tickets call 216-687-0074 or go to https://www.convergence-continuum.org

 

Next up:  White by James Ijames, Oct 8-30, directed by Cory Molner

Gus is an artist. Vanessa is an actress. Gus wants to be presented in a major exhibition for artists of color, so he hires Vanessa to perform as a brash and political artist that will fit the museum’s desire for “new voices.”  The play spins out of control as it explores issues of race, gender, sexuality, and art.

Sunday, August 01, 2021

Praise the Lord, dancing saves Altar Boyz @ Porthouse



What do GODSPELL, BOOK OF MORMON, JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR, JOSEPH AND THE AMAZING TECHNICOLOR DREAMCOAT and ALTAR BOYZ have in common?   Yes.  They are all musical theater scripts.  Yes. They all have a religious theme.  But, they are not all of the same quality.

 

GODSPELL has some marvelous songs, fine opportunities for solos, and an emotionally wrenching ending. BOOK OF MORMON is outrageously funny and has many catchy songs.  JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR is powerful, with captivating music.  JOSEPH AND THE TECHNICOLOR DREAMCOAT is charming, has a captivating score and many hummable songs.  ALTAR BOYZ, unfortunately, has a mundane score and a trite, often corny script, and a preposterous ending.

 

ALTAR BOYS is a “comedy” with music and lyrics by Gary Adler and Michael Patrick Walker and book by Kevin Del Aguila, centers on a fictitious Christian boy band from Ohio.  (There are lots of local references in the dialogue.)

 

It intends to satirize the phenomenon of boy bands and the popularity of Christian-themed music.

 

We are supposedly watching as the boyz, Matthew (Elijah Lee King), Mark (Brandon Schumacker), Luke (Evan Waggoner), Juan (Antonio Emerson Brown) and Abraham (Devin Pfeiffer), with some help from G.O.D. (Rohn Thomas), perform “Raise the Praise,” the group’s last concert.  

 

As they introduce themselves, through songs and sidebars, each establishes their unique “persona.”  Juan, the Hispanic (complete often with an embarrassing Latino accent), air-headed Luke who appears to have forgotten to take his ADD meds, Matthew, the group’s “stud” who gay Mark lusts after, and Abraham, the Jewish member of the group, wearing a large Star of David necklace, a Star of David yarmulka [skull cap], T-shirt with a Star of David on both the front and back (a little over-sell ya think).  

 

We learn of the group’s history and that their goal is to “cure” the burdened souls in the audience.  They do this via the “Soul Sensor DX-12,” a machine that detects sinners present.  Their goal is to reduce the number on the machine to zero at the end of the concert.

 

Of course, after harassing several audience members and singing such non-classics as “Rhythm in Me,” “Church Rulez,” “The Miracle Song,” and “La Vida Eternal” for two acts, we are led to believe that the true sinners are the boyz, themselves.  (I told you this was no DEAR EVAN HANSON or even JERSEY BOYS.)

 

Fortunately for the Porthouse audiences, the production team that gave us the theatre’s MAN OF LA MANCHA, steers this production.  Yes, the trio who staged LA MANCHA, one of the best musicals ever performed in the area, are here to save the day.  

 

The show is well staged by Terri Kent.

 

Though the individual voices do not produce the best solos, (one exception is Brandon Schumacker’s “Epiphany”) and they sometimes hit wrong notes, the sound blends are on-key and the orchestra not only plays well but underscores rather than drowning out the performers.  Thanks, musical director Jonathan Swoboda.    

 

Martin CĂ©spedes, considered by many to be the area’s premiere choreographer, outdoes himself in this show.  He has incorporated signature dance styles from many Broadway shows and “borrowed” numerous boy band moves to take the show to the next level.  

 

An umbrella (SINGING IN THE RAIN), a puppet (CHICAGO), and a line dance with extended and clasped hands (FIDDLER ON THE ROOF) are just a few of the images the creative man has incorporated into what could have been a bland evening.  Throw in some hip hop and dance gymnastics, mix in a little Soul Train, and, you might forget the bad script and inane lyrics.  “You, the man, Martin!”  Halleluiah!

 

Ben Needham’s steel scaffold set with lots of crosses, including a large multi-colored lighted one slanted from the ceiling added the perfect disco-ball effect.  Jason Potts lighting design, Parker Strong’s sound design and Michelle Hunt Souza’s costumes all added the over-all effect.

 

Capsule Judgment: ALTAR BOYZ has a weak script and score, but in the hands of the competent Kent/Cespedes/Swoboda combo, the Porthouse production is more than the material deserves.  It’s worth the drive to the grounds at Blossom to see how to make a near “something” from a near “nothing.”

 

ALTAR BOYZ runs at Porthouse Theatre through August 15.  For performance information and tickets 330-672-3884 or go to www.porthousetheatre.com