Kiss Me Kate

Kevin Bellie’s choreography was enthusiastic, varied and creative. It was highlighted by the “Too Darn Hot” act two opening number. Jennie Sophia’s Lily/Kate and Rachel Quinn’s Lois/Bianca were effective. Quinn had the best number in the show as she nailed the sexy “Always True To You In My Fashion” song.

The Iliad

Vengeance, loyalty, honor, huge male egos, bloody battles enacted using monologues, rhythms, songs with swordplay and doll puppets by the youthful girls becomes an entrancing theatrical spectacle.
While the cast’s energy, timing and elocution was excellent, their acting chops aptly depicted the males eccentricities, the jealousy and the violence used to rule and defend one’s honor in ancient Greece.

The Music Man at Marriott Theatre

With Bernie Yvon as Harold Hill (a role Yvon makes his own), the slick-talking conman with the infectious smile and Johanna Mackenzie-Miller as Marian the Liberian, we have two major Chicago talents anchoring the show. Add terrific supporting work from John Reeger, obnoxious, Malaprop-prone mayor and his want-to-be choreographer wife, Eulalie, played with gusto by Iris Lieberman and the show has depth.

Memory

Playwright Jonathan Lichtenstein was profoundly affected by his father’s escape from Nazi Germany during the Kindertransport in 1933. That event motivated Lichtenstein to pen Memory. Told in three parts parallel stories, Memory examines Holocaust Era Berlin (circa 1933); Berlin 1990; and Israel in 2006. The 90 minute one act weaves the three settings into a comprehensive and moving story of the effects of memory on history.

Kid Sister

Demi is a sexy 19-year old single mom and American Idol wannabe who is an uneducated girl living a fantasy that finds her auditioning in Miami for AI, then immediately leaving for Hollywood and instant stardom. She really believes that the only thing holding her back is her stalker ex-boy friend, Kendall Fritsch (Marc Singetary).

Toronto, Mississippi

The most remarkable character is Jhana – vibrant, manic, determined, Elvis-loving 18 year old girl played with zest and quite convincingly by Eve Rydberg. This lady gave one of the finest performances I’ve witnessed on a Chicago stage! Rydberg has the facial and body gestures, the verbal tones and the general debonair indicating a mentally handicapped person.

The Story of My Life

…the new version I saw at Victory Gardens Biograph was a heartfelt, charming, intimate two-hander musical that the opening night audience enjoyed. By the end, there was hardly a dry eye. The Story of My Life is beautiful operetta filled with smart, witty lyrics and soothing music (both by Neil Bartram) that garnered empathy from Brian Hill’s fine book.

Kennedy’s Children

Set in a Greenwich Village bar on Valentine’s Day, 1974, we meet five somber souls lost in their thoughts while imbibing. They seem paralyzed and isolated as they are drawn into an urban bar while reminiscing on their personal histories shaped by the events of the 1960’s.
It asks the question: “Where were you on November 22, 1963?”

The Water Engine: An American Fable

Meet Charles Lang (Cody Proctor), a individual scientist who has invented an engine that runs on water. His engine would revolutionize industry and render our dependence on fossil fuels mute. The naivete scientists desires to patent his invention so he contacts a lawyer out of the phone book. That starts his trouble as the lawyer and his associates attempt to terrorize him into selling his invention, its prototype and its plans

The Lonesome West

The Gift Theatre Company, the jewel of an Equity company on the Northwest side of Chicago, has once again proves that they do the best Irish plays in Chicago. The troupe is made up of several Irish-American descendants that recognize Irish brogues and old country idioms. Together with dialect coach Brigid Duffy, director Sheldon Patinkin has cast a wonderfully talented group of actors at home with both the West Irish accent and the idiosyncrasies of the rural Irish. They exude all the dark humor and pathos of living in a rural lonely existence