REVIEW: Chapin Theatre Company's HOW TO SUPERVISE WOMEN

By Cindi Boiter

At the Jasper Project, we are committed to supporting, promoting, and celebrating new art wherever we can find it. Last night I found an outstanding example of new theatre just down the road from me at Chapin Theatre Company in the dress rehearsal for Lou Clyde’s new play, How to Supervise Women.

A tight two-act comedy, How to Supervise Women features an equally tight ensemble cast of loveable characters who make one of the most important cultural changes in the history of American women cogently understandable even for folks who might be hesitant to identify as feminists. Set in an aircraft assembly plant in San Diego in 1942, the play introduces us to four women who, though demographically different, find commonality and community during World War II. The women are answering the call to leave their lives as homemakers and take on the responsibilities of the men in the workforce who left to fight in the war.

The playwright does a fine job of representing four recognizable domestic situations in the backgrounds of her lead characters. Shirley Kaminski, played by Debra Haines Kiser, is a widow with three sons serving overseas. The wisdom of knowing what is at stake in the country weighs heavily on Shirley, but Clyde gives her the defense mechanism of humor, which she readily shares with her cohort, helping them all to cope. Loretta Beutel, played by the perpetually cute Zanna Mills, is a young woman with a secret reflective of the limited options available to women at the time. Millie Kram, played by Jill Brantley, is a young mother with a third baby on the way and a husband overseas.

But my favorite character was Joyce Johnson,  a young Black woman who starts out relegated to the role of custodian but clearly has much more to offer Consolidated Electronics, if not the world. Played by poet, singer, songwriter, and now actor, Alyssa Stewart, Joyce is aware of the power her almost invisibility in the workplace affords her and uses it to her and her work mates’ advantage. But Joyce is all-seeing. Her smirks, chuckles, and knowing glances are priceless. Having worked for years at Consolidated Electronics, her awareness that poor women and women of color were already a part of the labor force long before the war even started, informs her approach to her job and to dealing with the men in supervisory positions. Let’s hope Alyssa Stewart, the actor, finds herself on another stage soon!

Speaking of the men, the characters Herman Mueller, played adorably by Jack Bingham, and his supervisor and the play’s antagonist George Perroni, played by CTC executive director Jim DeFelice, served the play’s narrative well. While George’s character is somewhat informed by the stereotypical mid-century husband, who offers much sound and fury on the job but ultimately submits to his powerful wife, DeFelice gives his role the kind of humility that makes his character receptive to growth and change. George’s long-awaited epiphany that women are strong, capable, and let’s face it, amazing is facilitated by the pure kindness of Herman’s character. In his words and actions, Herman consistently conveys the message that everyone is really just doing the best that they can under world-altering conditions. In this role, Bingham could not have been more authentically open and vulnerable. I look forward to seeing Bingham on a local stage again, as well.

The cast is rounded out by Samantha Hansford playing the role of Phyllis and Barry Smith as the announcer/messenger, both of whom took smaller roles and made them meaningful. Jamie Carr Harrington directed the play with sound and lights by Simon Marchant. Tiffany Dinsmore and Abby Mathias did an excellent job with costume design, not only remembering to make the characters’ shoes fit the time period but giving some of the characters charming spectator styles that made even a non-shoe person like me swoon a little.

Similarly, Jane Peterson took no short-cuts with the show’s props, putting her graphic design skills to good use wherever she could. To that end, don’t miss the pin-up calendar she designed for the first act! (Full disclosure, Peterson is a member of the Jasper Project board of directors and theatre editor for Jasper Magazine.) And kudos again to DeFelice and Dinsmore for creating an appropriately industrial set complete with uncomfortable aluminum chairs à la The Whig.

How to Supervise Women is more than a comedic play. Lou Clyde has created a rich narrative full of grace notes that subtly pepper the play with hints that give nuance to the culture in which the story is set. Whether it be an off-the-cuff comment by a female character that after working a double shift she still works a third shift when she gets home, or notes left in the women’s un-locked lockers with messages like, “Broads belong on their backs,” or the bathroom signage that changes from MEN to WOMEN to POWDER ROOM, How to Supervise Women is a portrait of a period in American history that spurred changes in gender roles, workplace dynamics, the way women viewed their value, and so much more.

In her Playwright’s Note, Lou Clyde writes, “My mom was one of the six million women who worked in a factory while my dad served in World War II. … This play is meant to honor these trail-blazing women who proved they could not only do the jobs of men but do them well.” Not only does How to Supervise Women accomplish Clyde’s mission, but it does so with an abundance of humor and theatre artists who bring their meticulously designed characters to life with sensitivity and finesse.

Go see How to Supervise Women at Chapin Theatre Company

February 7,12,13,19, and 20 at 7:30 pm

and February 8, 14, 15, 21, and 22 at 3 pm.

Visit Chapin Theatre Company for tickets.

 

REVIEW: Stilt Girl Chapin Theatre Company

Izzy's dream is to make it in New York, but ever since an “incident" at an audition, auditions have dried up.  She eeks by on a part-time job at a cleaning company and has just discovered she’s been temporarily evicted from her roommate’s sofa. When she realizes the condo she and her bestie Jonathan (oops, “Stephon”) are cleaning, she comes up with the notion to spend the week in the condo, with the rationale that she'll deep clean the place during her stay. When Tina and Debi and their friend Therese arrive quite unexpectedly from Atlanta to celebrate their five-year survival of breast cancer, hilarity ensues, but so does a delightful evening of friendship, confession, optimism, and charm.

Zanna Mills’ Izzy is delightful to watch. Mills’ timing, and her skill at physical comedy – even when she’s stock still – is excellent. Her “floor work” is hysterical. Josh Kern is fabulous as Jonathan/Stephon. He throws himself into a belly dancing routine which had me truly laughing aloud, and that doesn’t happen too often. Debra Haines Kiser and Jane Turner Peterson play Atlanta bosom buddies Debi and Tina and it’s easy to believe these two have been friends for life. Their timing, their commitment to character, and their ability to toss off delicious throwaway lines is excellent. Jane Turner Peterson is a theatrical gem and it’s good to see her getting back onstage after a long absence. Her face is made of rubber, and she is fearless in her actions and reactions. She completely embraces her inner #ShimmyChick. She is gleeful. Jacob Cordes is Debi’s grandson, Max. His transformation from a concerned, uber-cautious grandson to someone willing to loosen up and “go with the flow” is seamless.

Jami Carr Harrington was certainly gifted with an excellent troupe of actors to bring Lou Clyde’s play to life. Working to put an original piece onstage is no easy task but these artists have succeeded in producing a delightful evening of theatre. Corey Langley’s set is exactly as a generic New York City Airbnb condo would look. The décor is perfectly bland and modern, except for one specific piece of décor which you won’t be able to miss.

There were a few times when volume was an issue. The theatre is small, and the audience seating is almost an extension of the stage so it’s easy to fall into a more conversational volume. I was seated in the middle of the house so I imagine some in the back row might have had difficulty hearing some of the dialogue. There were some scene changes when the music stopped rather abruptly when the lights came back up; a fadeout would have been more effective and less jarring. The Mancini was perfectI must confess I was pleasantly surprised. I fully expected Stilt Girl to be yet another Steel Magnolias knock-off about Southern Women of a certain age. I was dead wrong. There is nothing stereotypical about Lou Clyde’s script nor the characters these actors have so deftly brought to life. I regret that scheduling didn’t allow me to see the show earlier in its run. There are only 3 performances left, and the brevity of this piece is to allow this to be published in time for more readers to see it and made the decision to spend an evening in Chapin this weekend. The house seats 82, and there were only 5 empty chairs last night. The show lasts 2 hours, including a 15-minute intermission.

It is a drive, not gonna lie. Give yourself plenty of time to get there for the 7:30 curtain. There is a lot of construction on I-26 (quelle surprise), there are lots of orange and white barrels, and it’s dark out there! Wine is available for a donation, so do bring a little piece of money. The theatre is also taking donations for the South Carolina Oncology Association, which makes funds available to women who are unable to pay for cancer treatment.

Stilt Girl plays tonight and tomorrow night at 7:30 p.m., and on Sunday afternoon at 3:00 p.m.

 

 

REVIEW: Torch Song at Workshop Theatre

Torch Song began its evolution as three one-act plays, the first of which, International Stud,  opened off-off-Broadway way back in 1978. It was followed by Fugue in a Nursery the next year and finished with Widows and Children First. The three were combined into Torch Song Trilogy which made its Broadway debut in 1982. Harvey Fierstein’s groundbreaking piece took home the Tony for Best Play in 1983.  In his acceptance speech, Producer John Glines openly acknowledged his lover and the show’s co-producer, Lawrence Lane. This, kiddoes, had never been done before.  

Join me and Mr. Peabody in the Wayback Machine. (IYKYK)  It’s the late 70’s and early 80’s. AIDS has just started to ravage the gay community, aided and abetted by the nonchalance of the straight community. (Thanks, Ron & Nancy. I digress.) We’re just over a decade past Stonewall. In this environment Harvey Fierstein spins the (largely autobiographical) story of one Arnold Beckoff. He addresses issues such as gay marriage and adoption, which were unheard of 40 years ago.  Look how far we’ve come…(hold that thought) 

In Workshop Theatre’s production, Arnold is played lovingly and endearingly by Julian Deleon.  The show opens with Arnold in his dressing room at International Stud, transforming himself into Virginia Ham. (Pay attention to the list of drag names with which he peppers his opening monologue. You. Will. Love.)  Deleon’s delivery of this exercise in self-analysis is fast and furious and funny, and absolutely spot-on. It would be so easy to turn Arnold into a caricature. This piece was, after all, written by and originally starring Harvie Fierstein. DeLeon never steps over that line.  His Arnold is maddening, infuriatingly needy, manic, frustrating, and utterly and completely loveable and heartbreaking.  

Arnold meets one Ed Reiss up in da clurb. Ed is a charming fellow, a school teacher who must be circumspect in all things, as we are not yet a “woke” world. Arnold falls head over heels in love with Ed, because of course he would. Because a Torch Song by definition cannot have a happy ending.  

Ed is set up on a blind date with the lovely and hapless Laurel and falls head over heels into the easy out, which is to marry the straight girl of his parents’ dreams. Ed and Arnold remain “friends.” At Laurel’s invitation, Arnold visits the lovebirds at their farm in upstate New York and brings along his new love, Alan. Interesting conversations ensue.  

Enter Mother. Dear, strict, conventional, conservative Jewish Mother. Hurtful, passive-aggressive, put upon Mother. Debra Haines Kiser plays this role with such conviction and passion. When she makes one jab too many and Arnold can take no more…. I thought I’d accidentally wandered into George and Martha’s study. Kiser and Deleon work beautifully off each other. Their scenes snap, one line on top of another, until we are all exhausted.   

Crouch has assembled a good, solid cast. Brady Davis plays David, Arnold’s soon-to-be-adopted son. His David is such a 15-year-old gay boy – sassy, bitchy, rebellious, outspoken, and very loving. (Can we do something about poor David’s suit? He’s about to be adopted by a drag queen with mad sewing skills. Arnold would not have allowed him to leave the house in a suit two sizes too big.)   

I wish Marshall Spann’s Ed had been more… energetic? Ed is supposedly so charming that both gay men and straight women cannot resist him. I wanted to see more of that charm.  

Beth DeHart’s Laurel is enigmatic. She vows to have fallen in love with Ed and has come to terms with his bisexuality, but has she?  Arnold and Alan visit the farm on her invitation, not Ed’s. To what purpose? Is she proving herself to herself? Is she testing Ed’s dedication to being straight? Is she deliberately taunting Arnold? There is no incorrect answer.  

Taylor Diveley creates a perfectly adorable Alan with whom Arnold cannot help but fall in love.  He’s a smart, gorgeous cocker spaniel puppy. You want them to be together forever and ever and ever. (This is a Torch Song) 

Set, costumes, and music come together nicely.  (Please make a mix-tape of the show’s music and sell it in the lobby). I tried to figure out a way to sneak the kitchen table and chairs out of Arnold’s Act 3 apartment but wasn’t able to make it work.  

I shall now pick a nit. Please. Please. Please. When food and drink are mentioned in a script, have food and drink onstage.  It isn’t that difficult to whip up a pot of instant mashed potatoes to put on plates and have water/tea/coffee in a pitcher or kettle to pour into cups. After all  the tremendous care and effort put into a production, it’s annoying to see actors trying to block the fact that they are serving imaginary food.  

Fierstein has written, and Jerry Crouch has lovingly directed a show about what we all ultimately want - to be loved and respected for who we are.   

Torch Song runs through January 29.