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3rd Annual
47:59
Play Festival
by Robin Reed
Impetuous Theater Group's 47:59 Festival is like a monster jolt of caffeine
sprinkled on top of a box of laughs.
The situation is this: there are six playwrights, six directors,
and seventeen actors. At 8pm on Friday night, the playwrights
start writing (my guess
is that they were given a topic of sorts, since each of the plays either
mentioned religion or were about religion; mainly goofy fundamentalist
Christians). The next morning their No-Doz fueled missives are passed
on to their respective directors and actors, who then rehearse
all day and
get up on stage at 8pm to perform the newest work in the world.
Unless you are brand-spankin' new to the theater scene, I'm sure
you've by now heard of the 24-hour play concept, and this is
basically that.
But the twist Impetuous has put on it is that after these one-acts
close Saturday
night, a different playwright writes Act 2. The same directors and
actors go back to rehearsal and the play shows it's second half
starting at
8pm Sunday.
The usual time-line of a play can be anywhere from a few weeks to
years and years; from writing to casting to rehearsing and tweaking
to previewing
and then to performing. So how does one (me) go about critiquing
a mere theatrical zygote?
Well, I'll tell you this. I had a lot of fun. The actors are all
really ballsy and take big risks—what do they have to lose, right? I was
quite surprised at how well they all knew their lines—with only a
few hours rehearsal, hardly anyone missed a line (the few that did managed
to cover well). For the most part, the direction was sharp and contained—a
minimal set and nothing technically fancy kept the pace largely fast and
furious.
The plays themselves range from quirky to totally bizarre. Here,
I'll try to give you a brief overview of the six:
The Proper Way to Give a Hand-Job Without Lubrication a.k.a.
Blow Me by Mark
Souza—a man named Adam is chosen by the devil (a lady) to destroy
the world. This really pisses off his girlfriend, cleverly called
Eve. They work through
their issues with a brown-bag puppet show. Cute and surprising with
great actors. Didn't quite understand what the title had to do with
anything.
Suburban Church Play by Averia Gaskin—a pill-popping drunk of
a pastor who gets his groove on to 80s music tries to minister to a bitchy
choir leader
who hates poor people and an obsessive anorexic who hates herself.
Funny. Ironic.
MacDeath by Michael Bottomly—a goofy twist on just a touch of The Scottish
Play, where a superstitious and over-trained actor in a jaunty blouse deals with
a stage rookie who breaks every theater superstition rule in the book. I never
knew there were this many superstitions. The actors are funny and connected.
I thought this was the most clever piece of the evening.
Sunset Hill Methodist Church Vacation Bible School by Matt
Gibbon—two
super-religious sisters run a Jesus Camp for kids. One sister
is hot in the loins for our savior. This play works entirely
on linguistic misunderstandings—they
hire a girl who just got out of prison to work with the kids.
This piece had potential, but more time was needed to clarify
all the intentional confusions
in the script—the actors came off as too smart to be
as goofy as their characters.
Shotgun Diplomacy by Taylor Shann—the most plot-driven piece of the evening.
An imagined meeting of spies in Alaska during Dick Cheney's employment in the
Nixon administration, goofily foreshadowing the recent Cheney hunting debacle.
Funny, clever, a real cliffhanger!
The Indoor Kids by Lindsay Wolf—high
energy goof with adults playing some really neurotic and eccentric
kids. They stay indoors because they're afraid
of what's outdoors, and they sing about it. Funny script,
broad characters, funny performances, and a great way to close out
the show.
The theater was charged with an electricity from those on
and off the stage and once it got started the evening
was a lot
of fun.
Downsides? There
are a lot
of inside jokes being exchanged on and off-stage. But
overall, this seems like a great way for the Group to really
get together
and make
something
happen
while sharpening the skills of all involved. I only wish
I knew how the Act 2's turned
out!
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