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A CurtainUp Review
Last Man Club
By Zoe Erwin-Longstaf
We are not eased into the world of these characters. Their ticks, oddities, and perversities are not presented in any kind of clarifying or measured way. Rather, their exchanges are quick, stunted and confusing and are foisted upon us with all their absurdities. Still, despite the volatility of the characters' moods and the rapidity of their speech, the presentation manages to unfold at a realistically slow clip, to the point where we too, feel as if we are caught up in a scene of abysmal helplessness. Each family member embodies a different response to defeat and suffering. Puncturing any moment of calm or repose is Wishful Hi (a vivid Lynn Mancinelli) a developmentally challenged, younger sister who buzzes around the stage with infantile energy. While her antics provide some comic relief, it is nevertheless clear that all this preternatural energy stems from a childlike inability to grasp the bleak circumstances she and her siblings find themselves in. This hapless outlook is likewise conveyed with painful precision by her brother Major, (an able David Crabb). The de facto head of the family, Major has a kind of incandescent intensity that is at once frightening and pitiful. Another sister, Saromybride (Britt Genelin) desperately wants to trade on her feminine charms. But, bereft of community, she falls back on staging pretend concerts showcasing her tone-deaf singing voice. As for the fourth and eldest sibling, Pogord (Spence Aste), he seems to suffer from some kind of Depression-era post-traumatic stress syndrome. How else interpret his shrieking at random and convulsing on stage from night terrors? This foursome makes for quite an oddball household. But it is more than the idiosyncratic characterizations that captivate us. Superb lighting by David Zeffren creates an arid landscape where the dust flying off all surfaces shimmers in the golden light. Also impressive are Steve Fontaine’s sound design, featuring soundscapes so encompassing, I experienced mild vertigo from perceived objects flying around me in the howling wind. The play becomes something more than a study of dysfunctional and weirdly named characters under duress when an unlikely pair of middle-aged visitors — Henry Taper and Middle Pints (Brian Barnhart and George Demas respectively)— seek refuge at the homestead. Both, as it happens, work for the government, charged, it seems, with taking stock of and reporting back the devastation they witness. These unlikely con men’s outlandish talk about a rain machine leaves everyone, the audience included, clinging to the idea that the land may be redeemed. So, when they skulk off near the end of the piece, we are denied the catharsis we hoped for from this all too timely and well worth the affordable price of admission piece.
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