Tag Archives: Clay Cartland
This may seem a backhanded compliment, but it is meant with awe : The most memorable aspect of The Wick Theatre’s The Pirates of Penzance is you can understand the bloody words. The production has many other virtues: delightfully broad comedy a parade of costumes that are a hoot in themselves, first-rate soloists and an overwhelming choir-smooth ensemble.
Instead of attempting the impossible task for imitating Ol’ Blue Eyes, MNM Theatre Company’s My Way, A Tribute to Frank Sinatra, is a solid, polished, thoroughly entertaining stroll through 58, yes 58, of the songs closely associated with his career
If you’re over 40 and you heard that some theater was reviving that chamber musical I Love You, You’re Perfect, Now Change… come on, you said, “Again?” So here’s the really good news: The venerable work about male-female relationships has been updated and overhauled in MNM Theatre’s vibrant production.
If there’s any way to get folks to the theater who don’t usually go, Slow Burn’s Rock of Ages can do it. Director/choreographer Patrick Fitzwater knows exactly how to squeeze every inch of character out of this cheesy, goo fest of a jukebox musical to entertain aforementioned non-theater types, who can’t wait to re-live the glory days of the 1980s, of which the soundtrack of the show relies.
With a cast of unfettered and inspired clowns, Thinking Cap Theatre has produced a hilarious edition of a 1687 comedy by Aphra Benn, The Emperor of the Moon, lathering almost every second of this commedia dell’arte farce with a humor encyclopedia’s worth of sight gags, comic timing, verbal delivery, bathroom humor and endless physical schtick — all delivered at a lickety-split pace by a comically nimble troupe.
At some workplaces, employees indulge in healthy rivalry, support each other professionally and personally and, sometimes, forge deep friendships that last long after the job has ended. That is not the kind of environment the editorial assistants toil in the caustically dark dramatic comedy Gloria, getting a whip-smart production at GableStage.
If you are a Boomer (and be warned, maybe only if you’re a Boomer or their progeny), Slow Burn Theatre Company’s hilarious spoof Disaster! will be in contention for one of the silliest, stupidest and downright funniest nights you have had in theater in recent years.
One pleasure of a theater critic’s job are these year-end retrospectives that require looking back at reviews and be reminded, “Oh, yeah, that was really great. And right, there was that. And how could I forget that one?”
Thinking Cap Theatre’s opening performance of Young Jean Lee’s Straight White Men might have been among the best nights of theater in South Florida so far this season. I say “might have been” because I can’t be sure. The evening was crippled by drunken thoughtless, self-centered, rude patrons who learned their audience etiquette from watching Jerry Springer reruns in their underwear at home.
Slow Burn Theatre Company’s rollicking race-down-the-hill production of Peter and the Starcatcher is a joyful hoot packed with more sight gags, puns, pratfalls, wordplay and even a bit of wistfulness than arguably any other recent work including the current The Play That Goes Wrong.