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With bracing anger, profuse profanity and biting satire that is more slashing than surgical, Outre Theatre Company’s Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson will not to be everyone’s taste but for those whose preference run more to Rent than Mamma Mia, this is your acidic cup of tea.
Audiences need to savor the undeniable virtues of local Shakespearean productions — even when counter-balanced by well-intentioned but equally undeniable shortcomings. Such is the case with the laudable Outré Theatre Company production of Othello imaginatively directed by Christina Groom and featuring Troy Davidson in a persuasive central performance.
The temptation is to describe the nightmarish Back of the Throat as Kafkaesque as Outré Theatre Company depicts an America gone mad. But it’s not. That’s the real horror. The extremities unfolding before the audience are a logical if artistically exaggerated extrapolation of the paranoia and xenophobia unleashed against Arab-Americans after 9/11. It’s naturalism not surrealism.
Thrill Me, a stunning musical about the child murderers Leopold and Loeb, closes out Outre Theatre Company’s season with a two-man, one-act piece noteable for offbeat immediacy and barebones potency of a feverish fringe festival favorite.
Outré Theater Company goes out on a limb for Mr. Marmalade and for savvy audience members who want to be challenged, it couldn’t be more smartly satisfying.
In keeping with Outré’s commitment to go-big-or-go-home, its Much Ado About Nothing is a valiant effort that only works some of the time. There are low comedy laughs, but the intricate word play and fleeting moments of verbal loveliness usually gets lost in the mouths of actors uncomfortable with Shakespearean speech.
Outré Theatre Company staged a concert version of Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson this past weekend at Mizner Park to see whether the fledgling company could pull off the logistics and to ask the audience whether they want to see a full production. Count this as the first enthusiastic “yes.”
An Iliad is a breathtaking solo show from Boca Raton’s Outre Theatre Company starring Avi Hoffman that exhumes Homer’s dramatization of the mythological Trojan War in terms we all can understand. There is colloquial language, modern-day references, video projection and audience interaction – even, occasionally, humor.
Playing a 5,000-year-old poet decrying humanity’s addiction to rage and violence, clothing his warning in a modern retelling of Homer’s epic tale of the Trojan War, this is not your grandma’s Avi Hoffman sitting here. But it is Hoffman sitting here in rehearsal, striving to learn 47 pages of dense script as the sole storyteller in Outré Theatre Company’s An Illiad slated to open Friday at The Studio at Mizner Park.
Tragedy suffused opening night at Outré Theatre Company’s inaugural production of the dark musical The Wild Party, but it wasn’t the story of Jazz Age hedonists plummeting through a doomed love quadrangle. It was so many hard-working artists’ work going down the toilet because of the worst sound of any production since Actors Playhouse’s infamous Hairspray last season.