Showing posts with label idris goodwin. Show all posts
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Wednesday, April 09, 2014

Mixing it up

Zach Wymore and Mirirai Sithole in "War of Attrition"
Photo: Bill Brymer
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Who: Actors Theatre of Louisville
What: Remix 38 by Jackie Sibblies Drury, Idris Goodwin, Basil Kreimendahl, Justin Kuritzkes, and Amelia Roper
When: March 21 – April 6, 2014
Where: 38th Humana Festival of New American Plays

Every Humana Festival has a late night show that features the members of the Acting Apprentice Company.  In previous years, the format has been an evening of short plays with a common theme. 

This year, the festival took a different approach.  "In a nod to the many world premieres that have made the Humana Festival what it is today," writes Hannah Rae Montgomery in her program note, "we complied a list of arresting dramatic elements, structural conceits, and vivid images from a representative sampling of particularly influential plays.  We then invited our intrepid playwrights to create several short scenes which incorporate items on the list."

The result was a varied and variable collection of nine one-acts running around 90 minutes and reflecting an impressive variety of themes and styles.  Some worked better than others and a few wanted some trimming, but none was lacking in imagination.  For the sake of brevity, I'm just going to single out the plays that struck me as the most effective; you can see a complete list of all nine plays at the end of this review.

Justin Kuritzkes contributed one of the best pieces in the set.  Performed entirely in mime, "War of Attrition" neatly skewered the idiocy of armed conflict as the generals of two opposing eighteenth-century armies (Zach Wymore and Mirirai Sithole) repeatedly fail to compromise while volley after volley reduces the numbers of their armies.  When the last soldier on each side has fallen, the generals load and fire their muskets at each other—and miss.  Because, after all, they're generals and haven't the foggiest notion of how to actually fight.  As the lights dim, they're still at it.

Idris Goodwin (whose "How We Got On" was, hands down, the best show of the 2012 festival) gave us an amusing, in-jokey look at the audition process with "is that what I look like?" as well as a creepy portrait of a psychopath in "The Sharpening Man.”

"Finger Play (not a real title)" by Basil Kreimendahl had the darkly comic feel of a Cohen brothers film, as an accidentally amputated finger becomes the subject of an intense search and (weirdly) an object of religious veneration.

Easily the finest piece of the evening, though, was Jackie Sibblies Drury's "and now I only dance at weddings," in which a young woman (Peregrine Heard) tries to explain what she hates about weddings.  Anyone who has ever been to a wedding probably recognized the absurd situations acted out by the members of the ensemble—the smarmy DJ, the drunken antics, and of course, the often abandoned and lubricious dancing.  And yet when, in the final touching scene, the protagonist walked down her own aisle, we were reminded that behind all the lunacy is a great deal of love.

Ian Frank's direction kept the evening moving along briskly and his blocking insured that nobody in the Bingham Theatre's black box space missed any critical action.  Lindsay Jones's pre-show music, which  remixed classic songs from the last 40 years, was also great fun. Taken as a whole, "Remix 38" was one of the better late night shows I've seen at Humana.  It wasn't perfect, but it never wore out its welcome, and even the plays that didn't entirely succeed still had something worthwhile to offer.

The plays in "Remix 38" were (in order of performance): "Every Show You've Ever Seen" by Amelia Roper, "Like We Do" by Basil Kreimendahl, "If…Then…" by Justin Kuritzkes, "a love song // a remix /" by Amelia Roper, "is that what I look like?" by Idris Goodwin, "War of Attrition" by Justin Kuritzkes, "The Sharpening Man" by Idris Goodwin, "Finger Play (not a real title)" by Basil Kreimendahl, and "and now I only dance at weddings" by Jackie Sibblies Drury.

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Humana Festival 2012: How We Got On

[Originally posted to the 88.1 KDHX blog]

How We Got On by Idris Goodwin
Directed by Wendy C. Goldberg
The Humana Festival of New American Plays at Actors Theatre of Louisville
Through April 1, 2012


Live video blog review with Joan Lipkin of The Vital Voice

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Synopsis: “Hank, Julian and Luann are the flip side to the A story of hip hop’s rise in the late 1980s—kids who forge a cultural identity in the white suburbs by dueling with poetry in parking lots and dubbing beats on a boom box. In this coming-of-age tale remixed, a DJ loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who discover the power of harmony over discord.”

If I had to single out one play as the high point of this year’s Humana Festival, this would be it. As someone whose musical tastes run more to classical, cabaret, musical theatre and vintage rock, I wasn’t sure I’d find much to love in a piece in which rap and hip-hop play a crucial role. That idea, as it turns out, was totally wack.

How We Got On is a literate, poetic, deeply felt and warmly human look at three suburban teens (two black and one Latino) in 1988 trying to make sense of their lives, their ambitions, and their relationships with their parents while learning to express themselves with rhymes and beats. A DJ/narrator holds it all together and weaves a highly educational history of history of rap into the story. The result is a compelling, moving, funny, and exciting piece of theatre that deserves—and will likely get—a wider audience in the future.

Terrell Donnell Sledge is the bright and vulnerable Hank, who provides the rhymes for the brash beats and stage persona of Brian Quijada’s aggressive Julian. As the play progresses, Hank learns that he must let go of his fear and Julian of his anger and need to succeed at any cost before they can truly express themselves. Luann (Deonna Bouye) helps them find the key to unlock their souls—and shows them that a girl can rap and rhyme with the best of them. These three charismatic and gifted performers are not only fully invested in their roles but prove to be tremendously entertaining rappers as well with crystal-clear elocution and some wicked dance moves.

As the DJ Selector (who also takes on other roles, including all the parents) Crystal Fox is slick, soulful, and thoroughly engaging.

Playwright Goodwin describes himself as a “Break Beat Poet” whose work includes essays, poetry, and rap performances as well as plays. How We Got On makes a very strong case for rap and hip-hop as poetry, and demonstrates how they connect with far older traditions, including the basic human need to move, groove, and sing. It’s a joyous celebration of the things that make us human and give our lives meaning. Casting it might be a challenge for some companies, but even so I expect this to be making the rounds for years to come.

Join in the discussion on Twitter with the #hf36 and #humanafest hash tags and follow me @clavazzi. Look for Joan Lipkin's reviews at The Vital Voice.