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  • Review: ‘Hugo Ball: a Dada puppet AdveNTuRe!!/?1!!?? at Pointless Theatre Company

    Review: ‘Hugo Ball: a Dada puppet AdveNTuRe!!/?1!!?? at Pointless Theatre Company

    The whooshing, passionate ride that is Hugo Ball: a Dada puppet AdveNTuRe!!/?1!!?? – an original piece by DC’s perennial enfant terrible, Pointless Theatre Company – masquerades as a simple biography of the titular German artist. Ball, along with his wife Emmy Hennings and a rogues gallery of other Modernist iconoclasts, coined the term “Dada” at Ball’s Cabaret Voltaire in Zurich exactly one century ago this year. Pointless Theatre never squanders an opportunity to tell a simple story in a spectacular fashion, and Hugo Ball is no different. Instead, Director Matt Reckeweg and the whole hilarious ensemble ruthlessly rifle through every theatrical tool at their disposal – from opera and bawdy humor to some crazy Brechtian meta commentary (not to mention over 200 props) – to present a show that is as anarchic, joyful, and cuttingly satirical in its telling as in the subject himself.

    The Ensemble. Photo by Rachel Parks.
    The Ensemble. Photo by Rachel Parks.

    In the program note, Artistic Directors Patti Kalil and Matt Reckeweg describe a piece of the Pointless Theatre philosophy: “[considering] performers and designers as equally essential storytellers.” And indeed, Patti Kalil – who spearheaded designs for the set, puppets, and masks in Hugo Ball – creates bona fide works of art for this show. There is the enormous silken pole puppet (voiced by several harmonizing ensemble members) that becomes a hilarious take on the “angelic herald”. There are the breathtaking, terrifying oversized witches’ masks. And there is Hugo himself: a jumble of wooden rods for the arms and legs, a severe Modernist square for the torso, and an actual red rubber ball for the head.

    The entire ensemble: Frank Cevarich, Kyra Corradin, Madeline Key, Sadie Leigh, Devin Mahoney, Hillary Morrow, Stacy Musselman, Matthew Sparacino, Scott Whalen, and Sarah Wilby – take turns at operating and/or voicing Hugo, creating an inherently multi-dimensional character and reinforcing the collectivist artistic impulse that Dada so embraced.

    There are few too many delicious acting moments to count, and the whole ensemble is skilled at bringing together manic energy with specific character choices. While too numerous to mention one by one, here are some acting takeaways:

    Hillary Morrow is responsible for my Most Memorable Stage Picture of 2016 Thus Far: in full Bugs Bunny Viking drag, belting German opera while flogging Hugo Ball with one of her gigantic blonde braids.

    Devin Mahoney is a hoot as crucified Jesus!

    Scott Whalen brings an intense and almost manic physicality that made me uncomfortable in a very Dadaist way.

    Sarah Wilby played my two favorite characters: Hugo’s horny mother (who helpfully wears a funny hat with “MOM” writ large across the top) and one of two interrupting intellectuals who abruptly stop the show in a few places to admiringly shout “Wow!” and sing the praises of their own work in an exaggerated and pretentious manner.

    The spirit of dada is pretty freaking fun. I mean, this is the movement to which Duchamp’s famous urinal sculpture, “Fountain,” is now attributed. But what is remarkable about Pointless’ production is not how reckless and joyful it is, but in fact how structured and focused it is.

    Director Matt Reckeweg and playwright David Lloyd Olson keep the narrative drum tight and laser focused. The show moves deliberately through the many stages of Ball’s life, from his early upbringing in Germany to the founding of the infamous Cabaret Voltaire in Zurich, to Ball’s eventual disownment of the Dada movement and his embrace of near-monastic Catholicism towards the end of his life. These stages are punctuated by helpful posters (“Manifesto”, “Zurich”, etc.) read out by members of the ensemble. But even sans posters, playwright David Lloyd Olson keeps the scenes brief and to the point. This is fitting for a movement that embraced what-you-see-is-what-you-get 50 years before Warhol’s soup cans.

    The Ensemble. Photo by Artur Kalil.
    The Ensemble. Photo by Artur Kalil.

    The puppet designers are not the only ones who get to have fun with the spirit of dada. Lighting Designer Mary Keegan hurls through cues at an epileptic pace, while Composer and Music Director Aaron Bliden and Sound Designer Michael Winch create a soundscape that hearkens back to the music of the early 20th century without getting bogged down in the period. Costume Designer Lee Gerstenhaber dresses the ensemble relatively simply (the Viking Queen being a notable exception), the better to showcase every other wild element being thrown at you.

    Hugo Ball, Emmy Hennings, and their ilk reacted to the unprecedented horror of World War I by inventing an equally unprecedented style of art, one that embraced paradoxes and gleefully shattered accepted ideas about art. Pointless’ Hugo Ball is not as controversial or as earth shaking as the man it biographies. But it absolutely succeeds at infusing its method of storytelling with the very tropes that Ball championed. And it demonstrates again how Pointless Theatre, through their brand of shameless spectacle, ends up being more substantive than the majority of shows in the area today.

    Running Time: 80 minutes, with one ten-minute intermission.

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    Hugo Ball: a Dada puppet AdveNTuRe!!/?1!!?? plays through May 14, 2016 at Pointless Theatre Company, performing at the Trinidad Theatre – Logan Fringe Arts Space – 1358 Florida Avenue NE, in Washington, DC. For tickets, purchase them online.

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  • ‘A Very Pointless Holiday Spectacular’ at Pointless Theatre Company

    ‘A Very Pointless Holiday Spectacular’ at Pointless Theatre Company

    I don’t usually go in for all of that holiday crap. If you ask me, ’tis the season for saccharine platitudes and interminable carols that all serve to mask the consumerist orgy that is the month of December in the Western World. So it is a testament to the brilliance and creativity of Pointless Theatre Company that I returned for a second year to their not-so-pointless Holiday Spectacular.

    A riff on old fashioned holiday variety shows, A Very Pointless Holiday Spectacular, directed by Frank Cevarich, is a fast paced mixture of improv, live music, and the brilliant puppetry that re-affirms Pointless’ status as the indisputable leader of the young DC theatre scene. Like an egg nog poured by your drunk boss at a holiday party, the A Very Pointless Holiday Spectacular is both an adult treat and a little inappropriate, but also retains the warm and fuzzy holiday spirit that even the most cynical of us still secretly look forward to this time of year.

    The premise of the show is that the only day of the year for Santa’s elves (and Mrs. Claus, or “MC”) to take a break is Christmas Eve. And on this 239th annual celebration, the variety show being performed is supposed to be a real variety show to entertain us the audience, who are also elves. Still with me? Cool.

    Hilary Morrow, Daniel Riker, Chloe Mikala, Mary Catherine Curran, Lee Gerstenhaber, and Matthew Sparacino. Photo by Ryan Maxwell Photography.
    Hilary Morrow, Daniel Riker, Chloe Mikala, Mary Catherine Curran, Lee Gerstenhaber, and Matthew Sparacino. Photo by Ryan Maxwell Photography.

    The ensemble jumps headfirst into the glitzy, high energy vaudeville style of the holiday variety show. Perfectly cheesy jokes are delivered with such a perfect earnestness that it betrays the wicked tongue in cheek edge of it all.

    Mrs. Claus, or MC (the fabulously entertaining Mary Catherine Curran) is a big and brassy lady who loves her husband, especially his, um, sack full of goodies. Bedecked in red glitter and tossing away sexy asides like a champion burlesque performer, Curran totally nails the classy-yet-trashy aesthetic of the piece and her own character.

    The elves seem intent on taking the Irony dial turn up to 11. On the one hand, these hilarious, schtick-toting helpers of Santa are pure as sugar plums: intensely loyal to Santa and Mrs. Claus, masks of holiday bliss plastered onto their elf faces. But on the other hand, each of the elves: Piper Winterstockings (Lee Gerstenhaber); Snowella Mistletoe (Hillary Morrow); Sunshine Sparklecane (Daniel Riker); Robin Goldencake (Matthew Sparacino); and my favorite, Poinsetta Jollyballs (Chloe Mikala) – are quite their own character, and it’s nothing like what you’ll find in a claymation Christmas special.

    Some are naughty, some are nice, and some walk the hilarious line that divides the two. Sunshine Sparklecane (Daniel Riker) for example, is wholesome as hot cocoa as he leads the audience through not one, not two, but three juggling routines, each one with more perilous objects (“I love a man who knows how to handle balls” interjects MC) as he delivers rapid-fire groan inducing puns (“I think I’ll get to the point” et. al. as he is juggling knives). On the other hand, Snowella Mistletoe (Hillary Morrow) is all naughty when she belts a soulful jazz homage to her beloved South Pole, which ends up being a riff on the American south, hambone band included.

    One of the most delightful recurring scenes is when MC sits and chats with two outrageous puppets, Stuffy (Lee Gerstenhaber) and Dick (Matthew Sparacino). Stuffy is a lugubrious blue elephant who has decided to run for City Council in 2016, while Dick is a cracked out Jack-in-the-Box who tells us that he’s sober, but will never give up partying (of course) and that sure, he has plenty of kids – he’s just never met any of them. This is the kind of whip smart and bawdy humor that dominates Pointless’ production.

    The coolest thing about variety show is that it gives a company the chance to showcase its, well, variety -and Pointless certainly utilized its whole back of tricks in their holiday spectacular. The live band (Aaron Bliden, Band Leader and Drums; Devin Mahoney, Keys; Nick Wilby, Guitar) was professional and totally in sync with the action – an even more incredible feat given that they only came in during the final week of rehearsal. The musician who made me laugh so hard I thought I’d fall out of my chair was David Mahoney, who in addition to playing keys was “Krampus”, the Germanic Christmas demon of myth who is particularly hot right now given the upcoming horror flick of the same name. His character, somewhere between gay Hitler and black metal German band leader, was gaspingly funny.

    Aside from the live music and the hilarious improv game (beware: there is ample audience participation) the best part of the show was a shadow puppet vignette operated by the whole ensemble. A giant loom with rolled canvas stretched across was slowly rotated to reveal a mesmerizing winter landscape. Behind the screen, intricate shadow puppets jumped and flew across the wintry landscape. It was breathtaking beautiful, and a testament to the unique artistry that nobody but Pointless Theatre brings to DC stages

    The set, designed by Patti Kalil, was as sparkly and exuberant as the show itself. The costumes by Frank Labowitz had a Christmas-on acid feel, including pink petticoats, rosy cheek doll makeup, and lots of thigh high striped stalkings. Puppet Designers Kyra Corradin and Rachel Menyuk did a fantastic job at creating very un-traditional, yet extremely compelling designs. Lighting Designer E-hui Woo made the stage sparkle like a freshly bought Christmas light, and Choreographer Matt Reckeweg had the elves jumping and jiving like amphetamine-induced windup toys. In the spirt of throwing everything but the kitchen sink into this production, Pointless even utilized a Fight Director, Lex Davis, to stage an exciting Nutcracker-inspired sword fight.

    A Very Pointless Holiday Spectacular is for all those who love Christmas but hate cheesy and overdone holiday shows. Hilarious, fresh, and smart, it will leave you red faced with laughter and definitely in the Christmas spirit – not to mention tapping your toes at the catchy songs that are just one aspect of this fabulously entertaining show.

    Running Time: 90 minutes, with no intermission.

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    A Very Pointless Holiday Spectacular plays through January 2, 2016 at Pointless Theatre Company, performing at the Mead Theatre Lab at Flashpoint – 916 G Street NW, in Washington, D.C. For tickets, purchase them online.

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  • ‘Doctor Caligari’ at Pointless Theatre Company

    ‘Doctor Caligari’ at Pointless Theatre Company

    The Pointless Theatre Company troupe has taken on a major “dare” in adapting a landmark silent expressionist cult film into to a live stage production. Doctor Caligari from Pointless evokes the pounding fear and elevated heart rate of the descent into madness based upon the stylized German Expressionist black-and-white-and-many shades of gray nearly century old The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari. In its live production, the Pointless folk show themselves to be truly “inspired by the film’s distinctively sharp and distorted design and composition”.

    Lex Davis as Doctor Caligari. Photo by C. Stanley Photography.
    Lex Davis (Doctor Caligari). Photo by C. Stanley Photography.

    Pointless certainly has created a confident production that mashes together many creative arts including cinema, theater, dance, puppetry, along with usage of masks and original music. There also a major sore point in one key area I will get to in this review.

    For those un-familiar with the 1920 silent movie The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari, a quick story-line. It tells the story of a possibly unhinged Dr. Caligari (Lex Davis) who uses a puppet-like somnambulist (sleep-walker) named Cesare to commit crimes and murders. The good doctor is a controlling puppet-master smitten with his powers over those who have treated him poorly or a young woman named Jane (Rachel Menyuk) that he covets. Several other characters including two close buddies named Francis (Frank Cevarich) and Alan (Matthew Sparacino) find their pre-ordained unpleasant fates.

    The show’s ending is one fit for our modern world. Things do not wrap up clearly and neatly in this creepy world of Bedlam. What the audience takes away is up to each audience member. After all, this is no television police procedural. Nope not even close, thankfully, to the likes of the always good guys somehow win out at the end Criminal Minds or that ilk.

    Under the self-assured hands of Director Matt Reckeweg, Doctor Caligari has many high notes. First is when we step into the Mead Theatre Lab at Flashpoint thanks to Set Designer Patti Kalil with scenery by way of Renegade Productions. We are inmates in a marvelous depiction of a vivid, wild world of hallucinatory visuals. We are in a place of no escape; full of tilted, jagged, crooked sharp-edges with several tight spaces for entrances and exits. With painted shades of flat gray, white and black lit by low wattage, film-noirish lighting (Navid Azeez) we are in a position of no escape; a delusional mindscape of graphic depression and claustrophobia.

    If you know the movie, you can try to sink into your unpadded chair to see what you recall of the movie. The answer will be quite a great deal. If you are unfamiliar with the movie, let yourself marvel at what the self-described love for European avant-garde of the early 20th century can lead to. Over the course of the 80-minute, six “silent” acts (except for non-stop music), there are title cards projected from a not-quite-straight monitor above the live action (Alex Leidy is listed as media designer). The title (dialogue) cards have the look of being squiggly hand-lettered and then processed to appear as aged film stock. Nice, detailed touch!

    From Left to Right: Frank Cevarich as Francis, Lee Gerstenhaber, Madeline Key, Madeline Waters. Photo by C. Stanley Photography.
    From Left to Right: Frank Cevarich (as Francis), Lee Gerstenhaber, Madeline Key, and Madeline Waters. Photo by C. Stanley Photography.

    Reckeweg groomed his cast into a lurching, side-ways, stylized type of movement. Little is ever head-on. Of particular note are the well-accomplished manner of the actors elongating their limbs and fingers or tightly clenching and tensing up their bodies. That gives each characters a feeling or turmoil from a troubled mind. Turmoil is enhanced with Kyra Corradin’s masks. Many of the masks, including some monkey-like faces, may remind you of Picasso and Braque cubist paintings

    The Cesare sleepwalker character is a life-size puppet well-controlled by handles by Dr. Caligari and other times by three unnamed ensemble members. The Caesar puppet and several smaller stringed “police” puppets were masterfully rendered by the fertile mind of Genna Davison.

    The 8-member ensemble includes the four already mentioned actors playing characters with names as well as four without names (Zachary Fernebok, Lee Gerstenhaber, Madeline Key, and Scott Whalen). Each of the eight-member ensemble separately and in also in well-choreographed groups were at one a twisted, angular, lurching style of acting. They are also in- synchronization when they are mouthing dialogue that is shown on the monitor above them.

    There is one major, challenging off-putting feature for the Pointless Doctor Caligari.  It is not a mere quibble. The mercilessly, trenchant “electronically distorted” music composition overwhelms the production to the point of interfering with the production’s other terrifically rendered design elements.

    Michael Winch created the musical score and it was performed by Mr. Winch on violin, and his fellow musicians Rick Netherton on bass, and Madeline Waters on cello.

    Unfortunately, to me, the electric violin became showy rather than affecting. The electric violin left few “silent” voids for me to take a moment to process the terror before my eyes. The unrelenting discordant sounds of the electric violin became assaulting like fingernails on a blackboard or a screech with an echo.

    Sound is different than a visual. Put another way, there are moments when an audience may decide to look away for a respite to catch one’s breath or blink a nano-second for relief. That is easily doable with visuals. But for the ears, there was little of that space in the aural landscape of the Doctor Caligari. It is a constant squeeze of sound. Even that master of dread and terror in music, Bernard Herrmann with all his classic Hitchcock scores and even Taxi Driver provided some change in tonal quality and note structure over the course of a film.

    Pointless Theatre has produced a Doctor Caligari that is intense, bracing and singular. You will be left to wonder who might be evil and who might be delusional. Yes, you will find yourself on the edge of your seat descending into madness with the Pointless production’s characters. This is no bright, chirper theater evening out.

    So, if you are ready for theater of no escape, no exit, with no intermission, Doctor Caligari is here. The Pointless Theatre Company troupe continues to add to its original repertoire and inventive style to DC’s already vibrant theater scene.

    From Left to Right: Frank Cevarich as Francis, Lee Gerstenhaber, Madeline Key, Madeline Waters. Photo by C. Stanley Photography.
    From Left to Right: Frank Cevarich (Francis), Lee Gerstenhaber, Madeline Key, and Madeline Waters. Photo by C. Stanley Photography.

    Running Time: 80 minutes, with no intermission.

    Doctor Caligari plays through April 4, 2015 at Pointless Theatre Company performing at The Mead Theatre Lab at Flashpoint – 916 G Street. NW, in Washington, D.C. Purchase tickets online.

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  • ‘A Very Pointless Holiday Spectacular’ at Pointless Theatre Company

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    Are you tired of Christmas shows that urge you to give turkeys to the poor, or lumps of coal to bad children, or sweets to your beloved nutcracker? Are you tired of listening to news about the Islamic State, to partisan battles in Congress about ObamaCare? Do you want to put your hands down and breathe?

    Mary Catherine Curran, center, and the cast of 'A Very Pointless Holiday Spectacular.' Photo by Ann-Marie VanTassell.
    Mary Catherine Curran, center, and the cast of ‘A Very Pointless Holiday Spectacular.’ Photo by Ann-Marie VanTassell.

    Shake your head and giggle at a bad joke or guffaw at a good one?

    Well, then Pointless Theatre Company has A Very Pointless Holiday Spectacular for you. But be warned! If hearing about Santa’s sex life is as offensive as hearing about the masturbatory fantasies of Jesus, you might want to seek out more traditional fare.

    With an ensemble of six young, talented performers and three equally talented musicians, the Pointless company has whipped together a truly sacrilegious bit of candy-cane fare. It really should have been called a “Christmas” Spectacular as you won’t hear much about Hanukkah or Kwanzaa or “Boxing Day.”

    The premise is simple. Every Christmas Eve for the last 238 years (there may be a significance to that number but it’s pointless to wonder why…), while Santa and his reindeer are huffing and puffing around and down chimneys all across the globe, the rest of the residents of the North Pole celebrate their day off with a Talent Show. The retired reindeer pick up their instruments, Mrs. Claus squeezes into her most famous ballroom gown, and the rest of elf-town gather at their elfin Town Hall to put on a show.

    Mary Catherine Curran plays Mrs. Claus, the evening’s Mistress of Ceremonies. She gives the First Lady of Christmas a Mae West sexy bawdiness. Her first act antics were marvelous and her big voice a wonder to hear, but during an overlong second act she lost a bit of steam and her focus wandered. Perhaps she was thinking of the long awaited return of her stud-muffin Santa.

    Her Elfie Ensemble, however, always came to the rescue in the nick of time. Led by the dancing of Anna Lynch in the role of Nutmeg Silverbery, the multitalented ensemble performed various goof-ball acts spiced with a couple of exquisite skits, a number of rousing songs, and a bit of improvisation.

    Ms. Lynch wows the audience at the end of Act One with a short solo aerial acrobatic dance number spiraling from the low Flashpoint ceiling. Later, with partner James Finley who played the somber-minded Chutney Sparklecane, the two dazzle us with their tap dancing talent.

    Lee Gerstenhaber plays hyperactive Piper Winderstockings, the leader of the Toy Division of Elftown, but it’s her work as the lackadaisical puppet elephant Stuffy that really stole the show. With her swaying trunk and trumpet breathing we hung on her every languid syllable.

    Matthew Sparacino plays Robin Goldencake, whose talent is as a magician–well, not really, but he is a fabulous regurgitater of marshmallows. Also, as the puppeteer animating the Jack-in-the-Box puppet “Dick,” he combines his cherubic face with a husky, manly, dickish voice to great effect.

    Madeline Key rounds out the performance ensemble with the role of Cranberry Snowsocks. Not only does she pop marshmallows out of her mouth with great aplomb, but she and Finley’s Sparklecane have the most outrageous skit of the evening, the darkest of funny Christmas lullaby as you’ll hear anywhere.

    Aaron Bliden, Deven Mahoney, and Nick Wilby make up the retired reindeer trio and their lively music adds real kick to the evening

    Designer Mel Bieler has put together a delightful set for the occasion, and it’s well lit by Navid Azeez. Costumes by Frank Labovitz are pure sugar with a touch of spice, and the puppets of Designers Kyra Corradin and Rachel Menyuk are the icing on the cake.

    Co-Directors Frank Cervarich and Lex Davis have done a fine job whipping their cast into a frenzy of goofiness. Now all they have to do to have a really fantastic spectacular is tighten Act II by eliminating all those rather “oh too pointless” dead spots (say 10 minutes worth), because let’s face it, the point is to keep us laughing and delighting on the outrageousness of all things theatre.

    And yes this show is outrageously pointless, but don’t worry it’s not pointless to the point of meaning something.

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    So if you are in for a bit of the bawdy, and don’t mind goof and guffaw, and really don’t see the religion in all this commercial nonsense, then this Holiday Spectacular awaits you through through January 3, 2015 at the Mead Theatre Lab at Flashpoint – 916 G Street NW, in Washington, DC. For tickets, purchase them online.

    Running Time: One hour and 40 minutes, with a 15 minute intermission.

  • ‘Sleeping Beauty: A Puppet Ballet’ at Pointless Theatre Co. at Mead Theatre Lab at Flashpoint

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    Have you ever thought that the ballet needed more puppets? Or is it just me? For those of us troubled by this glaring oversight, Pointless Theatre Company brings us their technically impressive and entertaining – but narratively unsatisfying – version of the classic fairy tale.

    Sleeping Beauty: A Puppet Ballet is a reworking of Pointless’s 2010 debut work at the Capital Fringe Festival, with “completely redesigned puppets, scenery, staging, and sound design.” Loosely based on the original staging of the Tchaikovsky ballet, the production uses ballet as its main visual inspiration. The set, designed by Patti Kalil, is a delightful mix of grand theatre and school play. Ensemble members and puppeteers (Lee Gerstenhaber, Madeline Key, Devin Mahoney, Robert Christopher Manzo, Rachel Menyuk, David Lloyd Olson, Ruth Anne Watkins, and Scott Whalen) wear approximations of ballet outfits and flit across the stage in approximations of ballet movements. An abruptly truncated version of Tchaikovsky’s score provides the majority of the production’s sound – as in ballet, the actors remain silent throughout the show.

    Photo courtesy of Pointless Theatre Company.
    Photo courtesy of Pointless Theatre Company.

    The plot takes its cue from the Tchaikovsky version of the fairy tale as well. Peeved at not being invited to the christening of Princess Aurora, the evil fairy Carabosse curses Aurora to die on her 16th birthday when she pricks her finger on a spindle. The Lilac Fairy eases this curse to simply cause a deep, hundred year sleep. At the end of the hundred years, Aurora (and the rest of the kingdom, who follow the princess into sleep) are awakened by a valiant Prince who breaks the curse with a kiss and defeats Carabosse.

    Unfortunately, you need to know the story in advance to really follow this production. The show opens with a comedic dumbshow “ballet” of the entire story, and it was a perfect metaphor for the production as a whole – well meaning, enthusiastic, and slightly muddled. I’m familiar with several versions of the Sleeping Beauty fairy tale and still had trouble parsing out the important details. I can’t imagine someone unfamiliar with the story would have understood that Carabosse was not invited (as opposed to accidentally invited), or even been able to follow the mechanics of the curse. A few characters were added to the story, and while they were performed well I’m still not sure who they’re supposed to be. Of all the aspects to borrow from ballet, “narrative opacity” is not what I would have chosen.

    If that assessment sounds harsh, it’s largely the result of high expectations. Pointless has been on an upward trajectory since their first appearance, and my previous experiences with their work left me nothing short of blown away. Technically speaking, the company continues to impress. Each puppet introduced to the show was a new revelation: the simple-but-charming live hand puppetry used on the king and queen, the exposed joints of the Lilac Fairy, the oversized and horrific Carabosse. While less visually impressive than the villainess, Aurora and the Prince are particularly expressive; each puppet is operated by three puppeteers to allow a specificity of movement sometimes lacking from the actors’ choreography. Watching a puppet pirouette and plie is worth the price of admission.

    There are other high notes as well. Pointless’s ensemble members bring an energy and humor to the production that smooths over the roughest aspects of the production. Director Matt Reckeweg has a keen visual sense, with each of Tchaikovsky’s movements ending in a photo-worthy tableaux. All in all, Sleeping Beauty is an entertaining hour of theatre – just make sure to read a synopsis first.

    Running time: One hours, with no intermission.

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    Sleeping Beauty: A Puppet Ballet plays through May 3, 2014 at Mead Theatre Lab at Flashpoint – 916 G Street, NW in Washington, D.C. Purchase tickets online.

  • ‘Canterbury’ at Pointless Theatre by Pat Davis

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    It is not exactly Chaucer’s England. Here there are moat bears. There is chocolate, too, along with women who want inordinate quantities of it. Instead of passing the daffodils while on horseback, these pilgrims are in a bar. It is the night before they set off for Canterbury. Inn and bar owner Tabby (Maya Jackson), in a bid to make as much money as she can from the pilgrims by keeping them drinking until they must stay the night, sets a challenge: whoever tells the best story will win a free dinner, drinks and dessert. While one pilgrim tells the tale, the others must act it out. And the teller must use puppets, made ad-lib from objects found in the bar. What follows is a delightful, riotous romp through seven of Chaucer’s stories, with clever updates and a thorough makeover of the language.

    Rachel Menyuk (The Nun), Maya Jackson (The Host) and Scott Whalen (The Reeve). Photo by Mel Bieler.
    Rachel Menyuk (The Nun), Maya Jackson (The Host) and Scott Whalen (The Reeve). Photo by Mel Bieler.

    In the Wife of Bath’s tale, co-written by Ann and Shawn Fraistat, the unlucky protagonist hurls an insult at the woman who has helped him: “You’re an old people raisin!” He goes on to say other things in the same sentence which are highly amusing, decidedly un-Chaucerian, and not for families with small children. “A woman without love,” the Wife of Bath muses—several drinks in—“is like a cow on fire.” This is a place of manrods, drunkenness, truculent codpieces, and horses made out of a suit of armor’s foot and a long stick.

    Rachel Menyuk (The Nun), and Maya Jackson (The Host). Photo by Mel Bieler.
    Rachel Menyuk (The Nun), and Maya Jackson (The Host). Photo by Mel Bieler.

    While the production does a good job of illuminating Chaucer’s tales, the play is more a reflection on story telling itself. It is as if the members of Pointless Theatre were holding a mirror up to themselves, their vitality and innovation, commenting on the joys and frustrations of putting stories together, of acting and directing. In that sense it calls to mind the recent hit, Circle Mirror Transformation, but Canterbury is deeper, livelier, and much, much funnier.

    The acting is uniformly good, with outstanding performances by Lex Davis (the Miller) and Lee Gerstenhaber (the Wife of Bath). Under Matt Reckeweg’s direction, the actors hold the audience’s attention completely. Two accomplished musicians in the corner of the bar, Niall Owen McCusker and Michael Winch, play fiddle, guitar, and lute, nicely setting the scene and tone for the different stories. Natalie Drutz’s costumes and Patti Kalil’s puppets and set and are just right—a creative mix of rustic simplicity, innovation, and over-the-top drama.

    Pointless Theatre, a company comprised of twenty young artists, has found a home base and support from Cultural DC, and presented Canterbury as part of the 2012-2013 Mead Theatre Lab Program. You can’t go wrong seeing this production—a young company, doing interesting, innovative, and joyful work—and, as host Tabby points out, “so much puppet sex.”

    Canterbury plays though March 10, 2013 at Pointless Theatre Co. at the Mead Theatre Lab at  Flashpoint – 916 G Street NW, in Washington, DC. For tickets, purchase them online, or call OvationTix at (866) 811-4111.

    LINKS
    Part 1: On the Road From Canterbury to Pointless Theatre by Alex Leidy.
    Part 2: On the Road From Canterbury to Pointless Theatre by Assistant Director Sadie Rothman.
    Part 3: On the Road From Canterbury to Pointless Theatre by Scott Whalen.