Picture is of William Ferguson (Charlie), Patti Speight (Betty), and Carl Dahlquist (Ellard). Photo courtesy of Nicole Mae Photography |
By Tina Arth
It is said that laughter is the best medicine. If so, then
audiences for author Larry Shue’s The
Foreigner are getting a real bargain – HART’s $15.00 admission, while not
covered by Obamacare, is still the best deal in town. Under the guidance of
director Sarah Ominski and Assistant Director Sarah Thornton, the cast of this
odd farce creates an engaging narrative and characters we really care about.
The premise of the show is a convoluted and utterly
implausible melodrama. Cockney Staff Sgt. Froggy LeSeur is making his annual
annual visit to Tilghman County, Georgia, to share his explosives expertise
with soldiers at a local army base. His first stop is to deposit his former
Commanding Officer, Charlie Baker, at the dilapidated fishing lodge owned by
Betty Meeks, an elderly, credulous Southern ditz. Charlie has been convinced by
his wife’s disdain that he is utterly devoid of personality; humiliated and
self-conscious, the last thing he wants is to be left alone with a group of
strangers. Froggy addresses this dilemma by telling Betty that Charlie is a
foreigner, understands no English, and cannot be spoken to during his visit.
The lodge’s other visitors, assuming that Charlie cannot follow their
conversations, reveal several dark secrets in his presence – including a
sinister plot by local Klansmen to take over the lodge and eventually the
country. Charlie improvises a “foreign language” gibberish until a cheerfully
dim-witted guest, Ellard Simms, endeavors to teach him English. For obvious
reasons an apt pupil, Charlie becomes fluent with miraculous speed, and within
two days he is able to foil the dastardly plot and befriend the lovely heroine,
Ellard’s sister Catherine.
While the cast is amply endowed with comedic talent, the
chemistry between Ellard (Carl Dahlquist) and Charlie (William Ferguson) really
sells the show. Dahlquist is a master of
the requisite “duh” look and attitude, yet he manages to convey Ellard’s inner
goodness and fundamental street smarts while simply rocking a striped union
suit. HART’s small theater is a perfect platform for Ferguson, as he telegraphs
his thoughts to us (and eventually to his allies) with expressive eyes and an
amazing range of facial tics. Many of the evening’s best laughs come from the
language lessons, as an uptight British officer is transformed into a drawling
yahoo learning that “ye-us” is a two syllable word. The final Musketeer in the
comedic trio is Betty, and it is a part that actor Patti Speight was born to
play. She hurls herself at the role, and at Charlie, in the ubiquitous American
belief that loud talk and big gestures can overcome any language barrier. Jason
Weed (as the lead Klansman) is a surprising standout who captures an
over-the-top Southern meanness ranging from simple malice to apoplectic anger.
William Crawford’s fishing lodge set is detailed, authentic,
and cleverly designed to allow for a variety of unusual entrances and exits. Some
alarming events going on in an unseen outside world are captured neatly by
Rebecca Glass and Benjamin Phillip’s sound design paired with lighting design
by Ray Hale and Brian Ollom.
It’s not easy to keep broad farce from stepping over a fine
line between serious comedy and annoyingly juvenile silliness, but the opening
night audience’s reaction make it clear that the HART ‘s cast and crew got it
right. If you go, you will laugh (a lot) – is there any better reason to see a
comedy?
The Foreigner runs
at HART Theatre, 185 SE Washington, Hillsboro through Sunday, November 8th
with performances at 7:30 on Fridays and Saturdays and 2:00 on Sundays.
So many wonderful actors at a really cool theatre! Hope to it soon!
ReplyDeleteMark Mil.