Sunday, September 19, 2021

A Feminine Ending = Twilight’s New Beginning

Madison Gourlay and Michael Conner Humphreys
Photo by
 Alicia Turvin


By Tina Arth 

In March 2020, the last show I saw before Covid-19 shut down the local theater scene (and a lot more!) was opening night of playwright Sarah Treem’s quirkily appealing A Feminine Ending at Twilight Theater Company. When it became clear that it would not survive the first weekend I never actually wrote a review; distracted by the viral Armageddon, I promptly forgot all about it.  Some 18 months later, in a new world of vaccines and delta variants, director Dorinda Toner has resurrected the show with three original cast members and two newcomers. Courtesy of Covid-induced amnesia, I can’t really compare the new version to its predecessor – but it’s a really fine production and well worth a visit to North Portland for folks ready to go back to live theater.

 

The title comes from a musical term about ending a phrase on a weak note, immediately raising the specter of feminist themes (accurate, but Treem’s characterizations cover a lot more). The story is told from the perspective and within the head, of Amanda, a young oboist originally from New Hampshire. She sets the stage with two pieces of information: 1) the orchestra is always tuned to the oboe, as it always plays a perfect A note, and 2) there have been no famous woman composers – dispiriting, as she is trying to make it as a composer in NYC.  Amanda pays the bills with the money she makes writing music for advertising jingles – not exactly her life’s goal. Her partner Jack Handel is on the verge of making it big as a young rock star, and he is offering her (as his mate) the “extraordinary life” she dreams of – but in his shadow, not as an accomplished musician in her own right.  They become engaged (briefly), but before the wedding she is called off to New Hampshire by her mother, who is in crisis again.  Through interactions with her mother, her father, and her high school boyfriend Billy, now the local mailman, Amanda finally finds her way – no easy answers, but the courage to quietly persist in being her own woman.

 

Michael Conner Humphreys (Jack) has a tough role to fill, as he’s stuck being the least sympathetic character. However, watching him develop from a show biz naïf to a budding narcissist is definitely amusing – it was occasionally tough to restrain myself from pulling Amanda aside for a quick reality check. In the limited time he has on stage. David Mitchum Brown (as Amanda’s father, David) does a wonderful job of being everything Jack is not. Before we meet him, Amanda’s mom Kim leads us to believe that he is the architect of her life’s shortcomings – faithless and disconnected from his spouse. Brown quickly disabuses us of this notion, through the wry, warm and comfortable expression of his relationship with Amanda and through his generous understanding and acceptance of his wife’s odd view of reality.

 

Then there’s Kim, wonderfully portrayed by Twilight mainstay Alicia Turvin. She jumps from sarcasm to rage to pain with every line she delivers – sometimes hilarious, sometimes heartbreaking, and always a bit puzzling as she unspools the facets of her character.

 

Jeremy Abe is unforgettable as the thoroughly likeable Billy, with his furry hat, easy grin, and gentle New Hampshire accent. While Amanda, Jack, and Kim all long for extraordinary lives, Abe’s performance showcases the value of an ordinary life lived extraordinarily well, adding an interesting sub-theme to the more prominent feminist tropes.

 

Finally, of course, there’s oh-so-cute Madison Gourlay delivering the many faces of Amanda as she bounces from optimism to insecurity, frustration to determination, reluctant dependence to hard-won independence.  She slides seamlessly from addressing the audience to interacting with her cast mates – there are no jarring transitions as she moves from narration to recreation of her story.

 

Toner’s set design is minimalist, with just enough scenery and props to suggest locales visited from within the narrator’s head. Robin Pair’s lighting design really helps by shifting our attention toward the relevant props, and the lighted trees in the apple orchard provide a show-stopping moment.

 

Twilight Theater Company’s A Feminine Ending is playing at the Performing Arts Theater, 7515 N. Brandon Avenue, Portland through September 26th, with performances at 8 P.M. on Friday–Saturday, and 3:00 PM on Sunday. 

Friday, September 10, 2021

HART: OUT OF THE FOXHOLE AND ONTO THE FAIRWAY

 

Kailey Hlavaty and Matt Hlavaty

By Tina Arth


It goes without saying that the last 18+ months have been pretty tough, and we’re not out of the woods yet in many ways. Nonetheless, here we are tentatively sticking our toes back into the inviting but scary pool of live theater! Hillsboro’s HART Theatre is part of the brave vanguard offering fully staged shows despite the risk of extremely low attendance (which dovetails nicely with the need to severely restrict audience size to comply with safety protocols).  First up: director Kraig Williams presents The Fox on the Fairway by Ken Ludwig (better known for Lend Me a Tenor, Moon Over Buffalo, Crazy for You, The Game’s Afoot), a light bit of farcical fluff well-suited to a time when audiences may crave undemanding entertainment with a nice dose of levity.

 

The Fox on the Fairway is definitely not one of Ludwig’s best efforts – some of the humor is a bit juvenile, outcomes are predictable, and there’s one plot hole wide enough that a semi-truck could drive through with room to spare. That said, it’s a fun show, and the HART cast delivers two hours of frequently frenetic comedy with some solid laughs.  The play is set in the taproom of the Quail Valley Country Club, where managing director Henry Bingham is preparing for a tournament against their archrival, Crouching Squirrel Country Club. Quail Valley has lost the tournament for the past five years, and the Board of Directors is threatening to fire Bingham if this year’s tournament provides a sixth loss. Bingham’s ace in the hole is a new member who is assured of victory; on the strength of this secret weapon Bingham is lured into a $200,000 bet with Crouching Squirrel’s director, the devious Dickie Bell. In the meantime, Bingham’s young new assistant Justin proposes to the lovely Louise, a waitress in the taproom.  Both the engagement and Bingham’s secret weapon soon fall apart – I can say no more, except to reassure a worried audience that, as is wont to happen in farce, love conquers all.

 

In a generally competent cast, there are a few standouts. Matt Hlavaty (Justin Hicks) does a nice job of playing the jittery beau, a seeming incompetent with a hidden talent (and some fierce neuroses). Brandon Weaver (Henry Bingham) is appropriately officious – the blustery, stuffy, bully of a boss who cowers in terror around his domineering wife Muriel (KC Cooper). The real star in this production, however, is Kailey Hlavaty (Louise Heindbedder), an experienced local actor who lights up the stage with her physical comedy as well as her perfect timing and delivery.  I’m sure Ken Ludwig would be thrilled to see how much humor Hlavaty brings to his script.

 

As always, William Crawford delivers a fine set with just enough gentrified elegance, plus ample doors and windows for the farce’s requisite running around and implied offstage shenanigans. There are some fairly tricky sound effects, and director Williams’ sound design is delivered with precision by Ellen and Lucas Ray. Kelcey Weaver’s costumes run the gamut from upper-middle-class stylishness (Bingham and society matron Pamela Peabody) to the appalling absurdity of Dickie Bell’s ugly golf sweaters and bizarre formal wear – again, Kailey Hlavaty wins with her perfectly fitted and fashionable golf togs.

 

Williams succeeds in eliciting the zany comedy of an earlier era, when ingénues were innocent and mature couples played musical partners.  The Fox on the Fairway is not great art, but if you are ready to try out live, indoor theater again you could do much worse! HART is adhering to recommended COVID-19 guidelines including required vaccinations and masks at all times for all but the actors. To the extent possible, they are also trying for 6’ distancing between groups – but in a small theater even a modest audience sometimes makes this challenging.

 

The Fox on the Fairway is playing at the HART Theatre, 185 SE Washington, Hillsboro through Sunday, September 19th, with performances Friday and Saturday at 7:30 p.m. and Sunday at 2:00 p.m.