Saturday, February 9, 2013

Buntport Theatre: 1/25 – 2/23

     Whether it’s a wake for Prospero or a wake-up call for us all, "Wake" leaves lots of head scratching in its wake.
     The reason this reviewer is so late with this review is that every time I sit down to write it a whole new level of interpretation arises and I begin to ponder that one.
So I will just tell you, dear reader, that this work is rich and can be mined at a number of different levels.
                                                   Erik Edborg and Brian Colonna

     When a patriarch dies leaving only fragmentary instructions on the living of life on the island on which his daughter and slave abide a sense of malaise sets in. Miranda is lonely and bored. Caliban is tethered and tantalized by an invisible (to him) spirit named Ariel.
     The boat the late patriarch predicted does not arrive. The skies don’t “pour down stinking pitch.” Nothing ever seems to happen according to the mysterious words of the old one.
                                                 Brian Colonna and Erik Edborg
     Prospero is now a ghost who haunts the island. His words instructing his daughter Miranda that all things are ordered in Life forbid her to listen to the end of his soliloquy-now only on tape in the tape recorder he has smashed. These final words are only audible in an incomprehensible garbled gibberish when the tape is pulled through this broken tape recorder.
     "Is it real or is it Memorex?" runs through one’s mind. (sorry!)
     This amalgam of Shakespeare and Beckett and Buntport is engrossing to say the least. There is more than a little of “Godot” within its borders and a solid undergirding of Sartre as well.
     The show is punctuated with electrical noise and electronic music as well as illumined periodically by a star-swept ceiling that appears with the flip of a switch.
     The metal runway that stands overhead turns into a sort of slide from which the actors descend  to a patch of astroturf that covers the top of Caliban’s cage.
     Invisible to the eyes of Caliban, Ariel tantalizes and provokes him by dangling physical objects above him in the way that one might tease a dog or cat.
Erin Rollman as Miranda
      The viewer finds himself in a sort of awe-struck wonder, then dips into ennui and somehow winds up at a thrilling glimmer of hope. Perhaps it’s a hope that will end in disillusionment but it’s an anticipation born of the self rather than of external authority. It’s a hope that’s founded on the realization that the stories one tells oneself are as important if not more so than those told by those who came before. The piece feels a bit Sartrian since Miranda’s freeing of Caliban by untying and unmasking him allows both of them to take responsibility for their island. That acceptance of responsibility allows for their freedom to discover a Brave New World as they leave safety behind and step into the unknown.
     Observing the final moment of the play one can’t help remembering the words of Federico Fellini: “Everything is beautiful to innocent eyes.”
   Adam Stone as Ariel(playing electrifying and er Tempestuous music at the Wake)

Erin Rollman Miranda
Eric Edborg    Prospero
Brian Colonna Caliban
Adam Stone  Ariel

Buntport Theater Presents
a corruption of The Tempest by William Shakespeare

Jan 25th - Feb 23rd

Thursdays, Fridays & Saturdays at 8pm
and Sundays 2/10 & 2/17 at 3pm

Tickets $16 ($13 for Students and Seniors)  
Opening night (1/25) and closing night (2/23) are $20 and include food & drink receptions
Thursday 1/31 & Monday 2/4 are Pay-What-You-Can (8pm)

5 weeks only! Reserve tickets now! Seating is limited!  

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