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By Tina Arth
Although HART Theatre’s current offering of Arsenic and Old Lace is something of a
mixed bag, the large opening night audience at Joseph Kesselring’s classic
comedy laughed heartily throughout the show, and I am confident that audiences
will share this enthusiasm throughout the play’s run. Director Sarah Ominski
Kearney has drawn some superb actors who deliver tightly crafted performances,
and the play’s great bones shine through despite a few rough spots.
The play was written in 1939 and premiered in early 1941, so
while Germany and Japan were kicking up trouble around the world the US had not
yet entered into WWII. All action takes place in a living room in Brooklyn,
where sweet old spinsters Abby and Martha Brewster live in the old family home
with their nephew Teddy. Mental illness does not run in the Brewster family, it
gallops – Abby and Martha’s secret hobby is murdering lonely old men with their
potent and poisoned elderberry wine, while Teddy (who believes that he is Teddy
Roosevelt) helps by burying the bodies in the Panama Canal that he is digging
in the cellar. Another nephew, homicidal maniac Jonathan, appears on the scene
with Dr. Einstein, an alcoholic plastic surgeon whose recent attempt to alter Jonathan’s
appearance has left him resembling Boris Karloff. And then there’s the hero,
drama critic Mortimer, who has been spared the worst of the family’s murderous
quirks (although there may be those who would argue that drama critics are
monsters, too…). Mortimer is in love with Elaine Harper, the minister’s
daughter who lives next door, but he worries about marrying her given his
family’s unfortunate genetic heritage. Much of the play revolves around
Mortimer’s attempts to shield his lunatic kin (except Jonathan – nobody likes
him!) from an unforgiving world.
Diana Lo Verso and Robin Reece Michaels are everything you
could ask for as the maiden aunts. Their timing, inflection, and wide-eyed
innocence are utterly convincing and completely unselfconscious; nothing is
overplayed or annoyingly stereotypical, and it’s worth the price of admission
just to watch these two veterans ply their trade. Tony Broom completely commits
to Teddy’s delusions, and watching him charge up the stairs (naturally, yelling
“CHARGE’) and blow his bugle is guaranteed to perk up even the droopiest in the
audience. Sarah Thornton’s “Elaine” is a fine mix of propriety and “minister’s
daughter” freethinking; she manages to blend skepticism of her unusual
neighbors and fondness for their quirks.
Tanner Morton draws a lot of laughs with his portrayal of
Mortimer Brewster, and he captures the character’s protectiveness and affection
for his family, indecision about Elaine, and frustration/disbelief as he learns
about his aunts’ unfortunate hobby. Given the stress in Mortimer’s life, it’s
not unusual that he flies off the handle – but I think his performance would be
enhanced if he reeled in the volume and frenzy of his outbursts. Another strong
comic performance that would benefit from a touch of restraint is Erin
Bickler’s “Officer O’Hara” – she’s definitely funny, but her Irish cop affect
is a bit too broad and distracting, especially when she intermixes touches of
Scots with her Irish accent.
Master Carpenter William Crawford has delivered another of
his striking sets – he is miraculously skilled at making the most of the
limited space on the HART stage, and somehow manages to smoothly fit in the
requisite number of doors as well as the all-important windows and staircase.
However, I would have like to see a bit more set dressing – Crawford provided a
fine palette that would provide a great backdrop for more of the tchotchkes and
knickknacks that Abby, Martha, and their predecessors would have acquired and
displayed over a lifetime in the family home.
Kelcey Weaver’s costumes are generally inventive – a nice
mix of thirties/forties styling with the turn-of-the-century dresses for Abby
and Martha, who clearly live with Teddy in the past. The gold-buttoned bibs
that convert regular men’s suits into cop attire are especially creative,
although the difference between the black bibs and the dark navy suits is a bit
jarring. Three other tiny quibbles: I would have preferred if Michaels had
followed Lo Verso’s lead and stuck with her natural hair, as the wig is just a
little too obviously fake; Tyler Hulegaard’s single, oddly placed scar does
little to convince us that he is a dead ringer for Boris Karloff (or any other
movie monster); the program shows only one intermission, but there are actually
two – and the second one is entirely unnecessary, only prolonging an already
long show. The hair and makeup issues could both be resolved fairly easily –
as, perhaps, could the spare intermission. One final note, on behalf of
playwrights everywhere – a little proofreading might have caught the error in
spelling Kesselring’s name on the cover!
While I found a number of small problems, HART’s current
production definitely captures the humor and charm that has made Arsenic a staple of community and high
school theater for decades.
Arsenic and Old Lace
is playing at the HART Theatre, 185 SE Washington, Hillsboro through Sunday,
March 31st, with performances Friday and Saturday at 7:30 p.m. and Sunday at
2:00 p.m.
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