Slightly Askew Theatre Ensemble takes audiences back to the age of the great plague in "One Flea Spare," Naomi Wallace's darkly comic, emotionally intense morality play. The script is layered with interesting plots and subplots, and the language teases and dances with colorful, pointed dialogue and a surprising psychological complexity.
Similar to "St. Nicholas," The Midnight Company's production of Conor McPherson's "The Good Thief," running through July 25, 2015 at Herbie's Vintage '72, introduces us to a not altogether unlikable bloke with a very interesting story to tell. Whereas the narrator in "St. Nicholas" is fairly well educated and comfortable if not quite securely middle class, this fellow hails from the proverbial wrong side of the tracks. He is a nearly hardened criminal, with a thuggish occupation, quick jealousy, and uneasy sense of trust towards the world. His is a tale of double-crosses and sticky situations, but there are hints of tenderness and the occasional flicker of compassion that endear the malfeasant crook to the audience.
If there's one thing the Midnight Company's artistic director and principle actor Joe Hanrahan knows, it's how to find and interpret interesting characters with good stories to tell. The remarkable part about this is that Hanrahan has been creating these characters for several years and still manages to find ways to make each character a unique individual, with quirks, mannerisms and opinions aplenty to share. In the company's production of Conor McPherson's "St. Nicholas," running through July 26, 2015, Hanrahan has discovered another persuasively imperfect story to embrace.
Thursday, June 25th, turned out to be my best Fringe experience yet, with two fine one-person shows and a powerful Shakespeare-inspired cabaret act.
The glitzy, mirrored staircase into the wine cellar at Herbie's provided a fitting portal into "Sex, Drugs, Rock & Roll," a one-person play written by Eric Bogosian and produced by The Midnight Company. With gritty, memorable characters, veteran performer Joe Hanrahan led his audience on a journey of unsettling self-discovery.
It's early March in 1955, and a blizzard is blowing across the Kansas plains. When the bus from Kansas City pulls into its regular stop at Grace's Cafe, the local sheriff tells the driver that they'll have to wait there until the road crews can clear the highways ahead of them.