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BWW Reviews: Stinging in A [STEADY] RAIN with Arena Players Repertory Company

by Estelle Hallick

March 13, 2012


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In the engrossing Arena Player’s production of Keith Huff’s A Steady Rain, it only takes one summer for the friendship of Joe and Denny to unravel. Friends since kindergarten and part of the same police force, the two could not be any more different – Denny prides himself on being a family man while Joe is single and has an addiction to alcohol. Denny is the bolder one, while Joe is more of an observer. But while the two have helped each other through their lowest points, a series of disagreements begin to crack the surface of their friendship and completely alter their lives.

Smartly directed by Frederic De Feis, A Steady Rain is being performed at the Vanderbilt Carriage House Theater until March 25th. Essentially a black box theater, the focus of this particular work is on John Leone as Denny and Christopher Tyrkko as Joe – as a team these two strong performers bring much power and intensity to this intimate space. They impressively touch upon the tension and humor of their lives, whether they are talking to the audience or interacting with one another.

 

Much happens during the course of A Steady Rain. But the pacing in this particular production is so on target, especially as the heavier moments make way for the even more suspenseful. Logic is turned on its head and the audience is given a glimpse into the dangerous actions of one of these men, and the choices the other must make because of it. Leone and Tyrkko have quite the chemistry, no matter how destructive it might be. As the play continues and reaches many surprising developments, the two morph more and more into these characters to the point they are almost unrecognizable as the men the audience initially meet.

 

Despite the weaknesses in Denny and Joe’s friendship, things come to a head when the two are out covering the streets one evening and come across a frightened Vietnamese boy. Because neither of them speaking the language, the two are confused by his behavior and hand him over to a man who claims to be his uncle. Soon after, they find out the “uncle” is actually a serial killer who end up murdering the young boy they could have saved. Denny and Joe find themselves on opposite sides of this situation. Multiple scenes from the beginning of the play begin to fit together, and Denny’s family, the jobs of the two, and the future of their friendship is at stake.

 

As Joe remarks later, life is more than a simple and pretty picture. To the very end, Leone and Trykko give stirring and fiery performances in this hard-hitting production of A Steady Rain. It proves to be a powerful, moving drama that relies on strong writing, acting, and directing without the need for props, complex set, or distractions.




 

BWW Reviews: Insecurities & Comedy Abound in I OUGHT TO BE IN PICTURES


 
Tuesday, September 20, 2011; 03:09 PM - by Estelle Hallick

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Herb Tucker is the kind of guy who thinks dressing up is wearing a blazer over a Jaws t-shirt. He can never sleep even after he takes a pill and his screenwriting opportunities have taken a nosedive.

So, as one can see, things were going pretty well when his daughter, Libby, shows up in his living room sixteen years after he walked out on her, her brother, and their mother.

Now Herb really wishes he could catch some Zzzs.

Welcome to Neil Simon's play, I Ought to Be in Pictures, presented by the Arena Players Repertory Theater Company in East Farmingdale, Long Island until October 2.

In a play that explores attachments and the consequences of those attachments between three people, audiences are in for the bumps and bruises that result from working through the past and moving toward the future.

It's never easy for any of the characters, as they are continuously dealing with their own insecurities. Daughter Libby made her sojourn to California from Brooklyn looking to meet the Hollywood father she didn't have any pictures of and hoping to become a superstar in her own right. Enthusiastically acted by Samantha Gates, who is only in high school, Libby is a character you can immediately care about and laugh with. Gates is a champion at the eye roll and she makes it easy to latch onto her crazy antics.

Sandra Murtha, as Steffy, makes a few appearances as Herb's "casual" girlfriend. In the times she inhabits the living room, she expertly shifts from the voice of reason to questioning why she wants a man who is unwilling to be exclusively hers. She's not asking for much -- not even marriage -- but just to see him more than one night a week (without a sleepover). Murtha's portrayal of Steffy is strong, sophisticated, and when the time calls for it, believably vulnerable.

Perhaps the character that goes through the most change is Herb. A man who went from family guy to screenwriter growing fruit trees (orange, lemon, and pits), John Leone delivers an all encompassing performance seesawing back and forth between the man he wants to be and the man he is. His physical comedy is timely, and the emotion he evokes as he flies back and forth through the living room always remains. He gradually and realistically works through his demons, while his chemistry with his daughter gains momentum with every passing line.

Much credit should be given to director Evan Donnellan for his realistic interpretation of the piece; his biggest achievement is taking a 31-year old play and making it relevant for today. (The play actually premiered on Broadway in 1980.) This cast plays with the humor and heartbreak of Neil Simon's play as if it was just written yesterday.

The set may be simple and the costumes not too flashy, but the general feeling at this performance was one of warmth. The Main Stage is intimate and the perfect setting for a play of such heightened emotion and awkwardness. Patrons are practically a part of the action, and even more so, the plights of these three characters cannot be ignored. This particular production of I Ought to be in Pictures is a well-acted, thoroughly satisfying piece of theater and a true testament to the talented individuals who embody the theater community on Long Island.


Photo Credit: Fred De Feis



From “Backstage.com”

July 31, 2006


"Countdown" 


July 31, 2006

By Ron Cohen 


     The bickering, volatile folks inhabiting Countdown aren't particularly pleasant, but through most of Vincent Caruso's play they're terrifically entertaining.

     Nicky is a lothario bartender in Bensonhurst, Brooklyn, with lots to get emotional about: His beloved mother has just died; his mistress is becoming increasingly demanding; his wife, Rosie, is more and more resentful; and his father, called Pop, is drowning his grief in liquor.

     Caruso puts them in a script vibrating with wackiness and surprises, which are heightened by the characters' recognizable reality. Nicky is no dashing hero, but a hapless boob who whines as much as he yells. Rosie is not a wife suffering in silence; she loves her Nicky and the plot turns on her plan to leave him, hoping it will cause him to quit philandering and beg her to come back. The title refers to the lead-up to Rosie's plan, but plot is secondary to the antics of the characters; the play could well be called Infidelity Italian-American Style.

     Even Pop's sexual appetite strikes unexpectedly. At one point he makes vigorous advances on his daughter-in-law, who repels them just as vigorously. The scene is a wonderful example of the uninhibited performances that bring the script to life under Jerry Mond's direction.

     The actors seem born to their roles. John Leone paints Nicky with a broad palette of colors. Jordana Oberman as Rosie mixes tenderness with a gruffness reminiscent of a young Rosie O'Donnell. Peter J. Coriaty makes all of Pop's quicksilver moods believable, and Allison Lane does the same as Nicky's mistress. Delightfully completing the ensemble is Angela Della Ventura as Pop's new girlfriend, a widow with a weakness for lotto and Scotch.

     The play falters toward the end with a prolonged father-son confrontation that dredges up old grievances, in an apparent and formulaic attempt to move things into Arthur Miller land. It's a downer finish for an otherwise remarkable screwball comedy with grit.

     Presented as part of the Midtown International Theatre Festival at the WorkShop Theater, 312 W. 36th St., NYC. July 18-Aug. 6. Schedule varies. (212) 868-4444 or www.smarttix.com.

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From: NYTheatre.com
nytheatre.com review
Robin Rothstein
July 22, 2006

     Vincent Caruso’s play Countdown seems to be straddling two universes. (Well, three, if you count Bensonhurst, Brooklyn, where the high-revved, dysfunctional antics of this contemporary story take place.) One of the universes contains caricatures that perform and interact with one another in superficial, sketch comedy-like rhythms. The other, more evolved parallel universe contains the same cast of characters, but here they are fully-realized, three dimensional people who you can care about.
     Countdown begins in a hospital hallway where we meet the main character, Nicky (John Leone), berating the hospital staff to take better care of his dying mother. It's clear from the get-go that Nicky is the kind of bombastic, egocentric guy who seems to like to hear himself yell no matter what the circumstances. Rosie (Jordana Oberman), Nicky's petulant wife, soon informs Nicky that his mother has, in fact, just died. It is this event that starts the clock ticking, setting off an avalanche of discoveries and accusations in the scenes that follow, resolving at an awkward and hilarious Christmas Eve gathering.
     The landslide begins when Nicky's misguided father, Pop (Peter J. Coriaty), while pining for his dead wife, also tries to jump Rosie's bones. This unsettling incident, along with Rosie's suspicion of Nicky's infidelities, drives Rosie back to drinking. At the same time, Nicky is indeed cheating on Rosie with Sandy (Allison Lane), the neighborhood vixen, who he meets up with for a tryst only six hours after his mother's death. While Nicky is M.I.A., Rosie introduces
Pop to recent widow and potential love interest, Toni (Angela Della Ventura), in order to get Nicky riled up and Pop off her back—literally.
     Countdown works best when grounded in the three-dimensional universe. Lane and Della Ventura succeed the most in sustaining captivating and believable performances throughout the play and achieve the right humorous pitch. Lane lights up her limited time on stage with a smart and spirited flair, and Della Ventura is particularly delightful, evoking belly laughs at Toni's delicious quirks one moment, while tugging at our heartstrings the next. Other highlights include scenes when the writing and directing allow the characters to just interact with one another simply and honestly, bringing out the authenticity of both the drama and humor. In an engaging scene between Nicky and Pop early in the play, we immediately understand through their behavior that theirs is a very complex relationship weighed down by years of hurt and regret. Nicky's younger, better-loved brother, Enzo drowned mysteriously only six years before, which has thrown a wrench into the relationship. The dynamics between Nicky and Pop are the most compelling in the play, and are probably worth further exploration.
     Light-hearted Italian and American standards add a nice facetious counterpoint during the scene transitions, which could benefit from smoother set-cube arranging. In the attempt to create mood and place, the lighting gets a bit in the way of scene flow at times, but otherwise does the job. Ultimately, directing less attention towards the easy kind of hammy humor that is fine for short skits in favor of mining the richer potential of his characters Caruso could make Countdown a much more satisfying universe to visit.

Copyright ©2006 The New York Theatre Experience, Inc. All rights reserved.
http://www.nytheatre.com/nytheatre/prnn/47.htm



 


 

From: Long Island Entertainment
August, 2003
THE ST. FRANCIS SHOW
Starring: John Leone, Lonna Corso, Hans Ochs, Lauren Humphreys, Michele Rizzo, Tommy D’Angelis, Raquel Riemer, Mark D’Agostino, Joanne Ciaramella, Ronny Schiotis, Pat Montefusco, Paul Masella, Gregg Jacoby, Corinne
Potter, Michael Stamberg, Patti Scirica, John Blenn, Kevin Hawkins
Written & Directed by: John Blenn
Set By: Scott Pomerantz
Performed at: Five Towns College   

     If I were writing about the world of high finance, the word would be “bling-bling”, but I am writing about the world of thespians and a playwright so the word is s “Blenn-Blenn”.
     John Blenn, a seasoned playwright, has outdone himself on this one…This is one play that really makes you think about the people we are thrown together with under the strangest of circumstance and the human ability to form a sense of community.
     John has written one of the funniest, most intelligent plays that I have had the honor of seeing. This play is about the human spirit, but it goes so much deeper than that, this play takes place in the waiting room of a hospital ICU floor, How can humor be found in such a dismal setting, you may ask?
     Blenn’s play is proof that there is humor in everything; and sometimes turning sheer sadness and worry into a tongue-in-cheek experience is the best remedy for those characters in this play. You see a show within a show, a group out of body and mind experience and a deep look into what we are willing to accept as the truth.
      There is an extraordinary cast of talented actors pouring their hearts and souls into each and every scene. From the crabby nurse to the cold hearted doctors to the people in the waiting room to the hospital security, even the janitor plays a major role in finding the humanity that clearly lives in all of us—and this play is proof of that. The St. Francis Show also has a very charming quality to it, you will recognize most of the characters as people you have known before and hadn’t thought of in years. Each character had a reason for being there and these actors did a stellar job.
     The Saint Francis Show is cast perfectly. Within moments you lose all sight of the actors and see only whom they portray. John Leone (Gerry Munson) is an actor who combines such great ease and timing; he brings Gerry Munson to life. Gerry is the guy who at first seems to be the poster boy for Ephedra, but turns out to be the leader of this endearing journey for both the cast and audience. Paul Masella plays the part of Gus Plank the janitor, and he does it as only he and his many personalities can. Paul is a master of sarcasm, impressions and wit, and he delivers his roll with true belly laughs attached—this kid is a gem to watch work. Lonna Corso, a.k.a. Nurse Helen Ramsey…we all know her. We have all had to deal with the hospital nurse who has her job confused with that of a high school principal…And Lonna delivers the goods on this one. She makes you want to yell at her from your seat. Job well done.
     Gregg Jacoby (Dr. Terrence Sutra) is the doctor who is, in fact, all business but allows a bit of his crunch-granola humanity to show through and this makes one trust him right from the start. Gregg is an actor who takes you right where he wants you to go with him…what a treat! Gregg, an accomplished singer/songwriter, has a musical credit in this play and shines beautifully on both sides of his coin.
     Pat Montefusco (Dr. Serge Salvo) is the pro; he nails his role as the good doctor perfectly. The confidence, control and passion that Pat delivers to his role and this cast makes you want to ask him about that nasty mole on your back. Bravo. Lauren Humphreys plays Marie Caruso with nothing short of elegance. Lauren’s role is one of the quiet, yet important, parts of this play. She reaches out with such strong feeling and integrity that she is a joy to watch…the rest of the cast, too many to mention, each add brilliant turns as they add to the tapestry of the play,
     Bravo to Middle Class American Productions.
     Bravo to John Blenn for his ability to write for and direct actors with a true respect for their art.
     Bravo to the cast of too many to mention but the true definition of perfection and passion amongst actors.

--Beth Davis

 



 

 

From: Newsday
Animal Magnetism

August, 2001
Reviews
The Tiger and The Zoo Story
Two one-act plays (by Murray Schisgal and Edward Albee, respectively). Directed by Frederic De Feis. At Arena Players Second Stage, East Farmingdale, through Aug. 19. Seen last Friday.

By Steve Parks
Staff Writer

     “Visit the Zoo,” a poster announces as you enter the narrow lobby of Arena Players’ Second Stage theater. The message is repeated as the usher-stage manager hands you a program. Never mind the accompanying silhouette of a rhinoceros. Four-legged creatures appear only in the dialogue of the two one-act plays Frederic De Feis has directed in tandem.
     In the evening’s first offering, “The Tiger,” Murray Schisgal’s title character is an endangered species—a noble two-legged savage struggling against conformity in his underground habitat. A social outcast also dominates Edward Albee’s “The Zoo Story”. A loner who’s taken a circuitous route to the Central Park Zoo approaches a gentleman on a bench and attempts to make human contact.
     Despite thematic similarities, the plays stand in starkly satisfying contrast—comedy and tragedy. Each is engaging in is way, but Albee’s masterpiece in brevity is irresistible.
     In “The Zoo Story,” Chris Chandonnet as Peter, the upper middle-class publishing executive who tries to mind his own business, listens with an understated nervous tension that sustains the bass line of the play’s almost hypnotically musical cadence. Supplying the staccato with expert timing and expressive timbre is Vincent Allocca as Jerry, the polite but insistent young man who strikes up an extraordinary conversation with Peter.
     At first, Peter barely looks up from his book as the stranger announces that he’s been to the zoo. Uncomfortable with his unspoken assumption that Jerry may be a bum, or worse, Peter finally closes his book and begins to respond to the stranger’s persistent questions. Peter surrenders his life story: He has a wife and two daughters who live with him in an Upper East Side apartment with a cat and a parakeet. Jerry describes his own life more vividly. It’s not pretty.
     Chandonnet alternates between fascination and revulsion by degree, rather than by cue, presenting a squirming listener who hopes to wait out this not altogether unwelcome intruder. Allocca lightens the burden of exposition with a rhythmic self-absorption that makes us, as well as Peter, his captive audience.
     In “The Tiger,” Ben, a mail carrier, has kidnapped a young woman he spotted walking alone. As he ties her to a chair in his basement apartment that reflects the disorder of his mind, she screams in terror. “It’s as natural for you to cry,” he says, “as for a tiger to stalk its prey.”
     Ben, played with a wide-eyed loud-mouthed fury by John Leone, stalks about the room like a caged beast, ranting about people who answer his “Hi” with “How ya doin’?” He considers the response hypocritical. Ben’s captive says she “couldn’t agree more.” Adrienne Pellegrino as Gloria, the wife and mother Ben has kidnapped, keeps us guessing: Is it her survival instincts at work when she makes nice to Ben, affirming his warped worldview? Or does she just have a perverse desire for men who are forceful?
     I’ll leave it to you to figure out which of the one-acts is comedy and which is tragedy.

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Thespians On The Loose

From: Long Island Entertainment
September, 2000
BREAKING LEGS

Starring: John Leone, Deborah Cascio, Lou Lagalante, Steve Dash, Vito Pipitone and Scott Interante.
Written By: Tom Dulak
Directed By: Frederic De Feis
Performing At: Arena Players Second Stage.

     It is probably every show business personality’s nightmare that they may get mixed up with “bad guys” on their road to fame and fortune. In the plot of Breaking Legs, it’s men from the mob that stirs up a world of trouble for college professor/playwright Terence O’Keefe, a man who thinks he’s written the ultimate piece about murder for the stage. Oh, what O’Keefe doesn’t know!
     In Tom Dulak’s humorous play about trying to get a play staged, the comedy is broad, the laughs ample and inside jokes rife. As O’Keefe (portrayed with a steady balance by Steve Dash) tries to find funding for his drama which has won raves in Buffalo (“What does Buffalo know?” is later admitted in the show by the scribe), he finds his way to a restaurateur (executed with fine comedy timing by John Leone) with cash to spend and a daughter who is an ex-student of the Prof. Angie (played convincingly by the sexually charged Deborah Cascio), still harbors deep feelings for the teacher she had a crush on and it isn’t long before the business situation is wildly complicated. Lou Graziano’s (Leone) associates, Mike Francisco (played perfectly by the hilarious Lou Lagalante) and Tino DeFelice (Vito Pipitone in a nicely understated performance) are interested in the potential of the “theatre racket,” but under ideal circumstances, they’re among the LAST people you’d want to know. O’Keefe, who has as much trouble fending off the bottle as he does the aggressive sexual advances of Angie (Cascio may do for the foot massage here what Edison did for the light bulb), suddenly finds himself stuck in the ever-widening web of “da boys”.
     Just before intermission, O’Keefe realizes he’s in the wrong place when another member of the family, Frankie Salvucci (actor/magician/comic Scott Interrante in a riotously funny cameo as a nervous loan sharking victim) meets a bad fate from failing to pay his bills. By this time, however, O’Keefe is in too deep with the charming though lethal Lou, the old school hard nose Mike an, after caving in to the too-electrifying to resist Angie, he’s got to figure a way back out of this mess…if there even is one.
     Dulak sets up his conflicts well and the humor throughout is steady. Breaking Legs isn’t as relentlessly funny on paper as a good sitcom or most classic theatrical comedies, but it is elevated by a cast that really compliments each other and who shine getting the most out of the punchlines. Frederic De Feis’ direction is also a key, at first glance it seems visually miscast, but the fine performances quickly confirm the right people are in the right parts. The ending has plenty of twists and turns and should keep you guessing right up to final curtain, and overall, this is a quality play with a high quality line-up.
     You won’t need insider’s knowledge of the theatre business to thoroughly enjoy Breaking Legs, but it will add a little extra if you do. Playing through October 9, it’s an evening well-spent (or matinee should you choose.) You might want to take on a second and third job if you were thinking about staging your own play, as opposed to looking for investors, but as far as this comedy goes, the fun the viewer gets comes with no strings attached.

--Joni Blenn.

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