What inspires someone to spend $200,000 (or francs) on a piece of art, especially one that to others looks like a plain white canvas with some marks in a slightly different shade of white? This question is at the crux of the play 'Art' by French playwright Yasmina Reza, most famous for the play God of Carnage (which played at the Guthrie 12 years ago, and a few other theaters since). Both plays won the Tony, and both plays are of the talky variety (my favorite kind). Not much happens and the play is pretty much just people sitting around a room talking. But that talking is some pretty deep and intense conversation and confrontation, in this case ostensibly about the nature of art, but in reality more about the nature of friendship.* The Guthrie's new production features a fantastic trio of actors (two of them local favorites), crisp and clear direction, and a stunning "modern" design. This is often a quiet time in #TCTheater, after the holiday show rush and before things get moving again in mid to late January, but thankfully we have some great 'Art' to fill in that gap. See it in the Guthrie's proscenium theater now through January 28.
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Friday, December 29, 2023
Saturday, August 27, 2022
"God of Carnage" by Dark and Stormy Productions at Gremlin Theatre
For their 10th anniversary season, Dark and Stormy Productions is trying something new - performing in an actual theater, rather than the Northeast Minneapolis studio space that was their home for five years pre-pandemic, or a number of other found spaces (most recently - in a jacuzzi in Stillwater). But what hasn't changed is their tradition of doing one-act, small-cast, darkly funny plays, and God of Carnage is one of the best of that sort. The 2009 Tony-winning best play was first seen in #TCTheater at the Guthrie, when I called it "a tightly wound, intense, darkly hilarious four-person play about what happens when our baser natures come to the surface." Lyric Arts did it several years later, and now it's a perfect fit for Dark and Stormy. Since the theater space they chose is the Gremlin Theatre, it still has that intimate up-close-and-personal feel (if you're in the front row you may want to duck at a few moments). The sharply written four-person play is perfectly cast with some of #TCTheater's best actors, which makes for a very entertaining evening. Pair it with libations from Lake Monster Brewing next door and food from their rotating schedule of food trucks, enjoyed on their outdoor patio, and you have a practically perfect late summer night out (continuing through September 11).
Saturday, October 20, 2018
"God of Carnage" at Lyric Arts
In 2009, God of Carnage won the Tony Award for best play. It closed in 2010, and the Guthrie produced it the following year, when I called it "a tightly wound, intense, darkly hilarious four-person play about what happens when our baser natures come to the surface." I still have vivid memories of it (which is noteworthy, considering I've seen over a thousand plays since them). It's a treat to revisit this smart, sharp comedy again in a well done production at Lyric Arts. The strong four-person ensemble is a great team, director Scott Ford has paced the 90-minute four-way conversation well, and the design tells us immediately where we are and who we're dealing with. To my knowledge, no #TCTheater has done this play since the Guthrie in 2011, so kudos to the little community theater in the 'burbs for tackling this prickly and sometimes unpleasant (in a good way) play and doing it so well.
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
"Art" by Theatre Coup d'Etat at Muse Event Center
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Marc (Lucas James Vonesek), Yvan (Kevin Fanshaw), and Serge (Elohim Peña) |
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the "Club Room" at the Muse that doubles for Serge's apartment |
Spending $200,000 on a piece of art is not something most of us can relate to, and these guys for the most part are pretentious jerks. In other words, this is a first world problem kind of play (not unlike God of Carnage). But what is relatable is a long-time friendship that hits a pretty serious snag due to the changing nature of the relationship. And the play is definitely worth seeing because it's smartly written, well acted, and takes place in a cool setting (with perhaps the comfiest seats I've ever experienced at the theater). But hurry - it closes this weekend so only four performances remain.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
"God of Carnage" at the Guthrie
God of Carnage is a tightly wound, intense, darkly hilarious four-person play about what happens when our baser natures come to the surface. Written by French playwright Yasmina Reza and translated by Christopher Hampton, it won the Tony award for best play in 2009. It starts out as a very civilized conversation between two sets of parents. Annette and Alan's son hit Veronica and Michael's son with a stick, so they decide to meet and discuss the issue. The polished surface very quickly wears away as the situation devolves into tears (and other bodily fluids) and violence (mostly verbal but some physical as well). Sitting in the front row, I was afraid that someone or something would end up in my lap! In fact I believe a tulip did fly over my head at one point. So beware.
I can't imagine the Broadway cast being any better than this cast of fabulous local actors assembled by the Guthrie. Tracey Maloney and Bill McCallum play Annette and Alan; Jennifer Blagen and Chris Carlson play Veronica and Michael. (Three of the four actors - Tracey, Bill, and Chris - were in Circle Mirror Transformation at the Guthrie Studio last year, one of my favorite shows of the year.) All four of them have their moments when they really get to break loose and go crazy. Alan's a jerk from the beginning, continually answering his cell phone in the middle of the conversation to have loud business discussions, implying that he's better and more important than everyone else. His wife Annette holds it all in, until she no longer can. A little rum helps loosen everyone up to speak freely about their marriages and children. Michael admits he's a "Neanderthal" (and hamster killer), while Veronica clings to the idea that there's still civilization and order in the world. But even she breaks down by the end.
I kept wondering how this short one-act play was going to end, how they were going to resolve the situation. But there is no resolution, no ending. Everyone just collapses on the furniture in Veronica and Michael's once neat and precise living room, exhausted and defeated. It no longer seems shocking that one 11-year-old boy hit another one in the face with a stick, considering the world they come from, the world we all come from. The audience is left exhausted from laughter, and wondering what lies beneath the civilized surface of our own lives.
I can't imagine the Broadway cast being any better than this cast of fabulous local actors assembled by the Guthrie. Tracey Maloney and Bill McCallum play Annette and Alan; Jennifer Blagen and Chris Carlson play Veronica and Michael. (Three of the four actors - Tracey, Bill, and Chris - were in Circle Mirror Transformation at the Guthrie Studio last year, one of my favorite shows of the year.) All four of them have their moments when they really get to break loose and go crazy. Alan's a jerk from the beginning, continually answering his cell phone in the middle of the conversation to have loud business discussions, implying that he's better and more important than everyone else. His wife Annette holds it all in, until she no longer can. A little rum helps loosen everyone up to speak freely about their marriages and children. Michael admits he's a "Neanderthal" (and hamster killer), while Veronica clings to the idea that there's still civilization and order in the world. But even she breaks down by the end.
I kept wondering how this short one-act play was going to end, how they were going to resolve the situation. But there is no resolution, no ending. Everyone just collapses on the furniture in Veronica and Michael's once neat and precise living room, exhausted and defeated. It no longer seems shocking that one 11-year-old boy hit another one in the face with a stick, considering the world they come from, the world we all come from. The audience is left exhausted from laughter, and wondering what lies beneath the civilized surface of our own lives.
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