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The ghosts of O’Neill and Shepard creak the floorboards of Main Street Players’ Wolf & Badger, the latest exorcism of filial trauma from New Jersey playwright Michael John McGoldrick. Unfolding in 90 minutes of real time, MSP’s first production since the pandemic is a story of brotherly conflict as old as Cain and Abel as well as a contemporary portrait of late capitalism in decline,
The virus hasn’t stopped South Florida companies from planning, rescheduling and retooling projects.
Trivia contests, master classes, solo performances, new play development online, lectures, podcast-like schmoozing interviews, requests for video audition, 24-hour theater projects, even soliciting subscriptions for specific dates. The ghost light may be lit across the South Florida theater scene, but nearly every troupe is aggressively keeping the genre’s profile inescapable.
Main Street Players, the Miami Lakes company that transformed from a community theater to professional status, has announced the winners of its 2020 New Play Competition Winners.
Church & State, about the collision of faith, politics and gun control after a school shooting, obviously could not be more timely or more resonant for South Florida audiences. Unfortunately, Main Street Players, which has delivered some fine memorable work like its True West and Bad Jews, stumbles here although no one can be faulted for not investing their earnestness.
With the fearful ferocity of twin jackhammers running amok, the brothers of Main Street Players’ True West clash and crash, attack and retreat in an anguish-fueled release of pent-up frustration that their chosen lifestyles have not worked out.
Sometimes the star of the show is the words.. Main Street Players does a credible job bringing life to the comedy 37 Postcards, but its prime virtue is Michael McKeever’s hilarious script, replete with witty lines, classic vaudevillian timing and copious opportunities for actors to do more slow burns than Jack Benny.
In Main Street Players’ riveting, unmissable mounting of David Mamet’s scorching play, Race, director Lowell Williams wastes no time in hammering us with a sadly telling stage picture.
It took Main Street Players’ lethargic production of Superior Donuts about 20 minutes to show much signs of life, and even then the primary electricity came from one actor as a young man ablaze with ambition and hope. This theater has gifted us with some fine work such as Bad Jews. But little voltage sparks across this story about hopes and dreams.
Unsung heroes who provide outstanding service behind the scenes in local theater will receive recognition this year from the South Florida Theatre League’s 2018 Remy Awards.