Limited Perspective

Everyone is guilty of something ...  You know those birthday cards you get from your office co-workers, the ones that have a picture on the front of a wacky collection of characters – there they all are, in all their weird uniqueness. The opening scene of Agatha Christie’s And Then There Were None at Renton Civic Theatre is like that. And it’s great. This murder mystery opens with a sort of butler and maid (already there are suspects!) preparing an island home for an important event. Then the guests begin to arrive in small groups. It’s a delicious kind of exposition. You get a little bit of time to take in the whole personality of each of them. After all eight arrive and, along with the butler and maid, stand there arrayed across the stage, you have your complete greeting card tableau. When one of their number drops dead, and they realize their lives are on the line, they go at each other. Perhaps more than the mystery itself, it’s this clash of personalities that makes this sho...

I don’t think I’ll experience the infinite in time. Seems unlikely anyway, So I’ll have to do it now.  Pascal says  The sure way to bet is that there is a god.  But I think I can hedge it  By seeing heaven that’s here.  Just in case. 

I’ve seen several plays in the past few weeks that integrate other art forms. Letters from Max at Seattle Public used poetry and letters. Max and his teacher, Sarah make sense of Max’s impending death from cancer by writing to each other. The original poetry, written by the playwright and attributed to the character Max, provides a perspective that neither conversation nor action could give. Audience and actors lose themselves in the rhythm and depth, together. Blue to Blue at Annex through April 12, incorporates the poetry of Emily Dickinson. Beryl is adrift in the wake of her mother’s death. Two characters are described in the program as a Greek chorus, but function more like a different Greek character, Charon, by ushering Beryl across the river of grief. They do this by producing snippets of Dickinson’s poetry. It’s essential to get Beryl to where she needs to be. The third show, Cornelia’s Visitors, by eSe Teatro is still playing. You have a chance to see it at West of Lenin tho...

A Ritual If I had written about Letters from Max, a Ritual , now on stage at Seattle Public Theater last night, I might have said I didn’t like it. I would have said there were missing pieces that made it a mere nice story, but not a complete play. You might have been surprised, because from my writing about theater, it seems that I like everything. The show is about words in various forms: letters, poems, inquiries, challenges, pleas, laments and more. On the website of the playwright, Sara Ruhl, it says, “This play shares letters and poems passed between Sarah Ruhl and her former student Max Ritvo, as he candidly discusses terminal illness and tests poetry's capacity to put to words what otherwise feels ineffable.” This morning, it came unlocked. The most important words are the last two of the title, “a ritual.” Sarah Ruhl really means it. Writing, sending, receiving and reading of letters is Sarah and Max’s life-sustaining ritual. The show is staged to show the ritual nature o...

A few years ago, I took a class at Freehold Theater called Solo Performance. The final session was a showcase, which we invited friends and others to attend. After it was over, I posted the script from my performance. Recently, I took another class at Freehold, Standup Comedy. Here is my set, as written, from the final session of that class last night.  Money is hard to come by, right  So when you get money, you want to make sure to save some of it.  Our government is trying to save money too  We have DOGE The Department of Government Efficiency  Trying to save all our money  We see how that’s going.  Because cheaper is not always better right? You skip the gas station sushi Maybe you don’t go to the cut-rate chiropractor You’re not looking for a good deal on a vasectomy  It’s always two for one, though  Let’s take an example from ancient history The Trojan Horse You remember that, right? The Greeks beat the Trojans by hiding inside a gian...

If you are an actor, or if you have ever taken an acting class, I am certain you will be hooked by literally the first word spoken in Circle Mirror Transformation, by Annie Baker, now playing at 12th Avenue Arts and produced by Strawberry Theatre Workshop . I know I was. It cracked me up, too. The play is a comedy constructed around a six-session summer acting class. It’s led by fifty-something Marty. The students are Schultz, a carpenter, recently divorced; Theresa, a former actor, also recently split with her boyfriend and moved to Vermont to create a new future; Lauren, a high-school student with dreams; and James, Marty’s husband, also previously married. The play is funny the way life is funny. When we put ourselves in corners and try to work our way out. When we don’t know what to say. When we say too much. When we learn something about ourselves only in the moment when we say it. I laughed a lot. You learn about the characters' pasts, and possible futures, as they participat...

Facebook told me I wrote about the show Come From Away nine years ago today. Here (with some editing) is what I wrote, Regarding Come from Away, at Seattle Repertory Theater, there is something missing from the reviews. There has not been enough written about what the show is about. I hope to start some talking about that. Nick and Diane sing Stop the World while standing literally on the edge of a fault line between shifting tectonic plates, taking photos. They look into each other’s eyes and out over the divide. In the context of them building a relationship in the middle of a tragedy, they beg the world to stop spinning. In one sense you hear them saying, stop the world we want to get off, it’s too much pain to bear. In another sense, they are saying the world is so transcendingly beautiful in that moment, so precious and perfect that they want to stop time so they can experience the moment forever. That really hit me. This number was, to me the perfect summary of the show’s theme ...