The Importance of Being Earnest Reminds of the Importance of a Little Silliness at Lakeshore Players

Oscar Wilde was perhaps the greatest wit of the 19th century, and The Importance of Being Earnest is the perfect showcase of his genius. Unlike the comedies of William Shakespeare, Wilde’s play makes no claim to profound insights into human nature. It pokes fun at pomposity and the upper class’s detachment from reality, to be sure, but its greatest achievement is much simpler: it is hilariously entertaining. That, and Wilde’s innate mastery of the English language. It truly is a marvelous script: very smart, very funny, and very, very silly.

It is also one of those rare plays from the 1800s that needs no modernization to make it accessible. There’s no need for conceptual updates, explanatory framing, or footnotes aimed at the audience. Wilde’s language and comic structure still land perfectly well on their own. As an avowed anglophile and connoisseur of British humor, his work has always hit the sweet spot for me, and Earnest remains one of the purest examples of how well that style of comedy can work.

The play, which premiered in 1895, centers on two members of the idle upper class: Jack Worthing and Algernon Moncrieff, both of whom make use of aliases in order to get out of obligations and do whatever they please. Jack has created a younger brother named Earnest, which he uses as an excuse to leave his home in the country, where he lives with his ward, the 18-year-old Cecily, and go to London to live a carefree and pleasure centered life as his imaginary brother. Algernon has invented an invalid friend named Bunbury, whom he uses to escape dinners with his aunt, Lady Bracknell, under the excuse of being called to Bunbury’s sickbed.

Jack has fallen in love with Lady Bracknell’s daughter Gwendolen, and she with him. But Lady Bracknell will not allow the engagement due to Jack’s not knowing where he came from, having been discovered in a handbag as an infant in Victoria Station. Algernon, thinking Jack will be in London through the weekend and having discovered his country address, and the existence of the young ward Cecily, arrives at Jack’s country home pretending to be his younger brother Earnest. Cecily and Algernon immediately fall in love.

When Jack returns early to inform his household of the death of his brother Earnest, he’s surprised to find that Earnest has apparently moved into the bedroom next to his. The final ingredient comes when both men, who have wooed under the name Earnest, discover that the women they love insist they could only ever love a man named Earnest, which neither of them actually is. Hilarity ensues, and one can’t help suspecting that this play must have served as a template for half the books P. G. Wodehouse would later write.

Director Craig Johnson’s production at Lakeshore Players Theatre in White Bear Lake features a cast as nimble of foot as they are of tobgue. They bring a physicality to their roles that heightens the already deliciously ludicrous tone.

Cody Carlson plays Jack, the straight man, at least compared to Lewis Youngren’s Algernon. Both play their roles superbly. They have a wonderful scene where they argue while each tries to claim the muffin tray for himself. Skye Stuempert plays Gwendolen and Aerin O’Malley plays Cecily, who verbally spar over their mistaken belief that they are both engaged to Earnest. They play the cattiness of romantic rivals perfectly. Mary Cutler is a delight as the formidable Lady Bracknell, deliciously selling the leaps of logic and nonsensical rationale behind her firmly held beliefs, which conveniently change depending on her immediate goal.

Michael Garry plays both Algernon’s manservant in town and Jack’s servant in the country. The former feels like a template for Wodehouse’s Jeeves, and Garry captures that unflappable, dry delivery perfectly.

This is a great opportunity to see one of the great comedic plays brought to the stage by a cast that clearly knows how to make the laughs land. I always tell folks that when a classic like this comes around, make sure you see it. Plays are meant to be experienced live, and some of these classics don’t come around nearly as often as they should.

The Importance of Being Earnest runs through March 22nd at Lakeshore Players in White Bear Lake. For more information and to purchase tickets go to https://www.lakeshoreplayers.org/earnest-season-73

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Cake is Bittersweet With Layers of Rich Emotions Sprinkled With a Dash of Grounding Realism. Yep I Cried at Theatre in the Round

Natavia Lewis, Via Logan, and Jenny Ramirez Photo by Aaron Mark Photo Film

The Cake isn’t your play-it-safe, fairy-tale-ending play about bringing social consciousness to “The South”. You know what I mean when I put “The South” in quotation marks. I’ve made enough comments in these reviews and on the YouTube show that you probably know which side of the bed I fall out of. If you’re reading this, I assume you either land on the same side or at least respect the differences in our sleeping arrangements.

This isn’t really a play about changing someone’s views. It’s about personal growth, and about learning to push back against the things that feel wrong, even when doing so is uncomfortable.

Della, a Southern baker with strong Christian values, is asked to bake a wedding cake for her late best friend’s daughter, Jen. The complication? Jen is marrying another woman, Macy. Della who has trouble supporting this, is supported by her husband Tim. Jen, meanwhile, tries to appease everyone in her life, including Macy, who does not quietly suffer fools. It’s safe to say the situation turns all of their worlds upside down.

What follows is a tender, funny, and complicated reckoning with faith, friendship, love, and tradition. You may think you know how it ends, but it isn’t as neat and tidy as we expect. The play repeatedly subverts expectations, taking turns I didn’t anticipate.

As Della begins to question her stance, she’s also forced to confront other aspects of her life, including her marriage. There’s a pivotal scene in which she confronts Tim, beginning with their sexual relationship and expanding into questions of power dynamics. Depending on your age and relationship experience, their marriage may feel either deeply wrong or deeply real. I don’t personally agree with their dynamic, but there’s a difference between someone imposing a patriarchal structure and a couple who have simply been raised to believe that’s how things should be. Playwright Bekah Brunstetter deserves credit for wading into these murkier waters and embracing nuance. It allows us to see Della and Tim as a real couple, not just a couple from “The South.” By the end, both show a willingness to try, even if neither transforms into a tree-hugging leftist exploring gluten-free veganism and queer theory.

Jenny Ramirez as Della and D’aniel Stock as Tim deliver what we used to euphemistically call “brave” performances. This is where I warn you that this show contains strong language, sexual situations, and partial nudity. Since I doubt I have many 13-year-old readers, I don’t feel like I’m driving exploitative ticket sales by saying so. Ramirez and Stock deserve real credit for their vulnerability, which is what those scenes are about. These scenes are not about titillation, pardon the pun, but about two people opening up to each other in ways they haven’t in years. That’s difficult and deeply human. Is it necessary? I think it’s not only effective but appropriate in this play. It grounds the play and gives the audience a way in. Like Endometriosis The Musical last summer, it creates space for conversations we should be having more openly.

The entire cast is strong, but Ramirez especially impressed me. She plays the character who we assume in most audiences minds has it wrong. She never completely changes, but she does grow, and her performance allows us to view the character sympathetically and to understand her, even if we don’t agree with her. Stock likewise keeps Tim recognizable and grounded, never slipping into caricature.

Natavia Lewis brings confidence and clarity to Macy. She isn’t militant; she’s persuasive, thoughtful, and firm in who she is. Via Logan gives a moving performance as Jen, caught painfully in the middle. She beautifully captures the difficulty of embracing an identity that challenges everything she was raised to believe, not just about her sexuality, but about how those in her orbit think about people from “The South.” It’s an emotionally raw performance that hit home. And yes, I cried. Big surprise.

I’ve avoided mentioning Kjer Whiting as George until now because he provides something entirely different: delightful bursts of comedic fantasy that act as perfect palate cleansers between heavier scenes. It’s impeccable casting. It’s hard to imagine anyone else frosting those lines with quite the same flair.

Director Jennie Ward and Intimacy Director H. Ashley deserve enormous credit for bringing this production to vivid life. Ashley handles the intimacy between Della and Tim with a clear understanding of how longtime partners differ from young lovers. In contrast, the physicality between Jen and Macy emphasizes passion and immediacy over familiarity. Ward makes a particularly effective choice in overlapping Jen and Macy’s love scene with Della lying awake in bed, trying not to think about them. It deepens the emotional resonance of a later moment and ties the themes together beautifully.

The Cake is thoughtful, funny, and deeply human. It doesn’t hand you easy answers, and that’s precisely its strength.

The Cake runs through March 15th at Theatre in the Round. For more information and to purchase tickets go to https://www.theatreintheround.org/thecake/

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Oscar Wilde’s Salomé is Shiveringly Good at PAIKKA

Nathan Keepers Photo by Molly Jay Photography

The new production of Oscar Wilde’s Salomé, playing at PAIKKA, isn’t just a play, it’s an experience.

To get the most out of it, when they show you the coat rack, do not avail yourself of it. Find a seat close to the action, but also as near as possible to the end of the room you entered from. A character exits and enters through an exterior door several times during the show, and depending on the weather, you’re going to want to protect yourself. If I have one criticism, it’s not the use of the door, it’s how long it’s left open. I’m not saying I believe they shouldn’t do it. I just know I wished I’d had my coat instead of sitting there in a short-sleeved T-shirt.

The discomfort is clearly intentional, and I understand the artistic reasoning. Still, a warning might have been nice. At times I found myself distracted, not only by my own chill but by concern for the actors, who occasionally had even less protection than I did. And that’s all I’ll say about that. Take the proper precautions and you’ll be free to immerse yourself in this riveting drama.

Wilde’s play tells the story of Jokanaan (John the Baptist), imprisoned in a cistern by King Herod. The production opens in a dining hall, where some audience members are seated (don’t worry, there’s no audience participation), as four servants tidy up and gossip. We quickly learn that one of them is infatuated with Princess Salomé, Herod’s stepdaughter.

When Salomé leaves the party and enters the dining hall, she hears Jokanaan’s prophetic ravings and becomes fascinated. She convinces a servant to bring him before her. She is captivated by him, and is determined to kiss his lips, but he refuses her advances and is returned to his prison. Soon Herod and his wife, Herodias, enter. It becomes disturbingly clear that Herod harbors an inappropriate fascination with his stepdaughter. He promises Salomé anything she desires if she will dance for him. She agrees, and when she names her price, he desperately attempts to dissuade her.

Director Grant Sorenson eschews traditional theatrical forms, creating something immediate, immersive, and visceral. From my seat at one of the tables, it felt like front row theater in the most literal sense, which as faithful readers know, is my preferred vantage point. The action unfolds between two long banquet tables, with audiences seated along the outside edges and in rows lining the walls. The performers use the entire space, moving from one end of the room to the other and even through both doors. At times, the actors are directly between the tables and the audience, eliminating any sense of distance.

The performances are uniformly strong. Ani Tonoyan, in a dazzling silver gown, makes Salomé both seductive and calculating. Emily Gunyou Halaas brings a grounded realism to Herodias, watchful and keenly aware of her husband’s wandering eye. Logan Lang’s Jokanaan is ferocious, a prophet teetering between divine inspiration and madness, with bursts of physical intensity that are genuinely startling.

But it is Nathan Keepers as Herod who steals the show. His performance is layered with pointed allusions to Trump, funny, unsettling, and chillingly recognizable. He prowls the dining hall, ranting and rambling, his obsession with his stepdaughter rendered both grotesque and darkly comic. Whether you see the parallels immediately or gradually, the effect is undeniable. It’s a bold and captivating performance.

The ensemble of servants is equally compelling, and the presence of Stages of MN Must-See Lister, Stephanie Kahle, alone is reason enough to attend.

Salomé runs just two weekends ending February 28th. For more information and to purchase tickets go to https://www.salomempls.com/

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Les Misérables Continues to Stun and Captivate at the Orpheum Theatre

Lindsay Heather Pearce as Fantine Photo by Matthew Murphy

This is my fourth journey to post-revolutionary France with Les Misérables and, remarkably, my fourth time seeing this touring production at the Orpheum Theatre. The first was in 2018, before The Stages of MN’s time. At a time when I’m trying to scale back on the number of shows I attend so I can focus on producing episodes of the YouTube show, repeat viewings are usually the first to go. For example, although I enjoyed Kimberly Akimbo when it played The Orpheum Theatre last year I decided to skip it at the Ordway Center for the Performing Arts this month.

But when it comes to Les Misérables, there are shows you can miss… and shows you simply don’t. You can probably guess where this one falls. Even though it was here just over a year ago, I signed up without hesitation. And when it returns in a few years (fingers crossed), I’ll be there again.

Once more, I was completely swept up in the overwhelming beauty of this production. With its magnificent cast and painterly production design, every scene glowing as though lifted from a Rembrandt painting, the show remains one of the most breathtaking theatrical experiences around. Inarguably among the greatest musicals of the late 20th century, it pairs music by Claude-Michel Schönberg with lyrics by Herbert Kretzmer, adapted from the novel by Victor Hugo. Nearly three hours long, it never wastes a moment. Every lyric, every musical phrase, propels the story forward. No matter how many times I see it, I remain riveted from beginning to end.

Set in early 19th century France, Les Misérables follows Jean Valjean, imprisoned for 19 years for stealing a loaf of bread to feed his sister’s child. Upon his release, he discovers that freedom does not mean acceptance. Shunned and desperate, he is taken in by a Bishop who offers him food and shelter. When Valjean steals silver from him and is caught, the Bishop claims it was a gift, granting him a second chance. In that moment of grace, Valjean resolves to remake his life.

Years later, he has become a factory owner and mayor. There we meet Fantine, unjustly dismissed and forced into a tragic downward spiral to support her daughter, Cosette. Meanwhile, the relentless Inspector Javert begins to suspect Valjean’s true identity. The narrative spans years, weaving together love, sacrifice, political unrest, and redemption, culminating in the Paris student uprising. Though epic in scope, the storytelling is remarkably clear. And while the events can sound relentlessly bleak, the overall effect is anything but. It is uplifting, powerful, and wonderous.

Opening night featured numerous understudies, something I might not have realized had I not been told. Randy Jeter stepped in as Jean Valjean, a role I had previously seen performed by Nick Cartell. Jeter more than did the part justice. While he may not have had quite the same upper-register strength as Cartell, his performance was emotionally grounded and vocally assured.

Lindsay Heather Pearce delivered a heartbreaking “I Dreamed a Dream,” letting Fantine’s despair seep into every note. Jaedynn Latter’s Eponine was another standout. If Valjean is the show’s conscience, Eponine is its heart. Her “On My Own” was so moving it briefly makes you question whether Marius truly belongs with Cosette. Hayden Tee’s Javert was vocally powerful and dramatically nuanced, his final scene eliciting audible gasps. Even on my fourth viewing, I still can’t quite figure out how that moment is staged. Kyle Adams, stepping into the role of Thénardier, provided comic relief alongside Victoria Huston-Elem’s Madame Thénardier, though Adams doesn’t quite eclipse previous performance by Matt Crowle who I saw last time and whom he was understudying for tonight. Still, their timing offered welcome levity amid the drama.

The production design, everything from the sets to the lighting, projections, and costumes, creates one of the most beautiful shows I’ve ever encountered. On one side of the stage there’s a doorway; on the other, a stone archway. Those elements remain constant. Throughout the play, the sides push out to varying degrees and, somehow, these two openings come to look like entirely new structures. It’s a fascinatingly versatile set, large, impressive, and solid-looking, yet able to flow, change, and reconfigure with remarkable fluidity.

Set and image design is by Matt Kinley, inspired by the paintings of Victor Hugo. Lighting designer Paule Constable doesn’t merely illuminate the stage, she paints with light. There’s such a seamless melding of physical set and lighting design, and it’s through the marriage of these two art forms that the show achieves its painterly aesthetic. And yes, when set and lighting design look this good, it is absolutely an art form.

Projections by Finn Ross and Fifty-Nine Productions are used sparingly and effectively, enhancing rather than overwhelming the physical scenery. As someone often wary of excessive projection, I found this production a reminder of how breathtaking the medium can be when used judiciously.

Les Misérables runs through February 22 at the Orpheum Theatre in downtown Minneapolis. For tickets and more information, visit hennepinarts.org.

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Whoosh! Finally Washes Up, But Not Out at History Theatre

(Foreground) Andrew Erskine Wheeler. (background) Danny Diamond, Brian Miller Photo by Rick Spaulding

They say good things come in threes, or is that deaths? Maybe it’s both. My point, and I may actually have one, we’ll get to in a bit. But first let me give you a little history of my experience with Whoosh!, which seems appropriate considering it deals with history and even more obviously it is playing at the History Theatre.

It was the 2022 Minnesota Fringe Festival, my first Fringe festival if you want all the sordid details. I was a fresh faced blogger wandering the festival, inexperienced in its worldly ways, and in that hotbed of creativity it seemed anything was possible. On day 9, I first encountered Andrew Erskine Wheeler’s Whoosh! and I awarded it The Stages of MN Fringe of the Day Award, back when that award meant even less than it does today.

That first incarnation was a fast-paced whirlwind that left the audience stunned and Wheeler dripping with perspiration. It also had the irresponsibly long title Whoosh! The Civil War Mythology of Michael Hickey and His Perilous Precipitation Over St. Anthony Falls!

At the 2023 Fringe Festival, I found myself standing in line with Wheeler. Recognizing him, I worked up the nerve to tell him how much my wife and I had enjoyed Whoosh! The Civil War Mythology of Michael Hickey and His Perilous Precipitation Over St. Anthony Falls! the previous year. Once I caught my breath (one should always practice saying that title at home before attempting it in public, you need to figure out where to take breaths). Wheeler, clearly having experienced this before with others, helped steady me and suggested I put my head between my knees until I felt like I could stand without passing out. Once the oxygen returned, he told me they were remounting Whoosh! later that month at the Mill City Museum. Naturally, I secured tickets for my wife, our daughter, one of her friends, and myself, and then shared the news with you faithful readers.

That version was longer, fleshed out the story, and added live musical accompaniment. It lost the high-wire intensity of the original’s breakneck 50-minute pace, where a thousand and one props and costume changes had to happen with surgical precision. But what we gained was depth. It wasn’t better or worse, just different. A zero-sum trade that pointed the way forward. I remember saying to someone at the time, it may have been my friend and fellow Twin Cities Theater Blogger Erica Skarohlid, who is also the Marketing Director at History Theatre, that this would be a perfect show for the History Theatre.

Which brings us to my third experience, now with the more health conscious title simply Whoosh! (still with the exclamation point, so you know it’s exciting). If I had a coherent point about things coming in threes, this is where it would all make sense. Or not. The real point is this: I’ve loved this show in every incarnation, but this one is the best.

By adding another 45 minutes, any sense of sacrificing the original’s momentum is gone. Instead, Whoosh! has fully graduated into what it always wanted to be. What began as a one-man tour-de-force packed with props has become a brilliantly designed, full length production that dazzles on every level.

Wheeler still delivers a masterclass performance, more than enough to captivate the audience all on its own. Everything added here only enriches what he does, nothing competes with him, it all supports him.

Whoosh! isn’t a musical, but music is now integral to its identity. The show is accompanied by Northern Shores which consists of Danny Diamond and Brian Miller, who perform traditional Irish acoustic music, sing, and even accompany Wheeler when he breaks into song, all in character.

That character is Michael Hickey, an Irish immigrant who arrives in America in the mid-1800s to join his older brother. They work as loggers before enlisting to fight in the Civil War. Hickey tells his story by leaping through time, always circling the infamous moment, the one where he becomes the only person to ever go over St. Anthony Falls and live. But this version makes it clear: the show is about far more than that moment. We gain a rich understanding of Hickey’s relationships, the war, his commanding officer, his struggles with alcohol, and the cultural forces shaping his life. And after the curtain call, a final revelation deepens those connections even further. The result is a beautifully intricate, emotionally resonant tapestry.

As with every iteration, the show is directed by Stages of MN favorite Allison Vincent, who opens the piece onto a broader canvas while never letting the focus drift from Wheeler. Every production addition serves the story, whether heightening spectacle or sharpening a joke.

And yes, that trip over the falls. This is the most significant new element, transforming a spectacular historical event into a truly spectacular theatrical moment. I won’t spoil it. Just know that every technical element here represents the best possible version of itself.

Erik Paulson’s multi-level set design marks a dramatic evolution from the original black box space, fluidly transforming into forests, battlefields, and the falls themselves. Brant Miller’s video design both establishes location and supports Hickey’s pointed commentary on cultural bias. Tony Stoeri’s lighting, Richard Graham’s sound design, Kirby Moore’s properties, and Mandi Johnson’s costumes are flawless, each contributing to a unified vision and a singular theatrical experience.

Whoosh! runs through February 22nd at History Theatre in St. Paul. For more information and to purchase tickets go to https://www.historytheatre.com/2025-2026/whoosh

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How to Catch Creation Captured My Heart, See it Before it Ends on 2/8 at Theatre in the Round

Tia Tanzer and Duck Washington Photo by Aaron Mark Photo Film

Third time’s the charm, as the saying goes. This was my third attempt to see How to Catch Creation. I was originally scheduled to attend on January 17, 2026, but changed my plans in anticipation of a far-right wing protest slated to end in the Cedar-Riverside neighborhood that Theatre in the Round calls home. I rescheduled for Friday, January 23, but that performance was canceled in observance of the statewide general strike. I almost cut my losses and accepted that I simply wasn’t going to see it.

But I kind of love Theatre in the Round, and earlier this season, for the first time in probably a decade, I had missed their annual Agatha Christie play when my stepmom passed away. I didn’t want to miss another show. And my God, am I glad I didn’t. The production is only running one more week, closing on February 8th. If you can make it to one of the remaining performances, I highly recommend you do so.

Mary Cannon Photo by Aaron Mark Photo Film

I’m not entirely sure what I was expecting going in. I had read the synopsis on the theatre’s website, but it didn’t really sink in, because this play wasn’t what I expected at all, and it’s unlike anything else I’ve ever seen at Theatre in the Round. I think it’s representative of the changes we’ve seen at TRP over the last several years, particularly since the arrival of their current Executive Director, Larisa Netterlund. We’ve seen more risks being taken. I’m not sure the audience has fully caught up with what’s happening at TRP yet, but I hope word spreads and programming like this continues.

How to Catch Creation, by Christina Anderson, weaves together the lives of six characters in San Francisco, four in 2014 and two in 1966–67. Griffin, a man recently released from prison after spending 25 years incarcerated following a wrongful conviction, reconnects with his best friend Tami, a painter who runs an art school. Both are in their mid-forties. They each come into contact with one half of a younger couple in their mid-twenties: Stokes, a painter, and his girlfriend Riley, a computer programmer.

Tia Tanzer and Izzy Maxwell Photo by Aaron Mark Photo Film

Tami and Riley meet when Riley confronts her about why Stokes’ application to her school was rejected. Griffin and Stokes bond in a park over their shared love of the work of Black feminist author G.K. Marche. We also see Marche and her partner Natalie in the 1960s, and events in that timeline echo powerfully in the present-day story.

I think I expected this play to be about the creative process, but that turns out to be only a small part of it. It’s about the desire to create: Stokes wants to paint, then write a novel; Tami wants to paint; G.K. writes; even Griffin longs to create a new life. But what the play is really about is connection, the heartaches, sacrifices, joys, the need to be seen and heard, and the desire to reach out to another human being, whether for friendship or for love.

Duck Washington and Noah Branch Photo by Aaron Mark Photo Film

The cast features Duck Washington, a Stages of MN favorite, as Griffin. Washington brings an almost Zen quality to the role, creating a portrait of a man who long ago made peace with the inequities of life. His calm and openness make Stokes’ desire to seek out his advice mirror our own. Lyreshia Ghostlon-Green, the only other performer I was familiar with going in, plays Natalie in a role punctuated by moments of fairly intense, at least for Theatre in the Round, sexuality.

The rest of the cast was new to me, but I sincerely hope they appear in many future productions, because they are all terrific. This play contains conflict and even betrayal, but there isn’t a single character you don’t like. That’s certainly a testament to Anderson’s writing, but it’s also a credit to the performers. Every one of them creates a character you care about, whose longings and struggles you internalize. I found myself unexpectedly tearing up in the final moments. Faithful readers know that’s not entirely unusual for me, but the way it crept up on me surprised me and revealed just how deeply these six characters had seeped into my heart.

Mary Cannon and Lyreshia Ghostlon-Green Photo by Aaron Mark Photo Film

I was going to name my favorites among the performers who were new to me, and then realized I’d be listing all of them. So here they are: Tia Tanzer as Tami, Izzy Maxwell as Riley, Noah Branch as Stokes, Mary Cannon as G.K. Marche, and Abdoulie Ceesay, who appears briefly in a non-speaking role just before intermission and then vanishes until curtain call. (What play does that?) It’s wild, but his role is deeply consequential, and while you don’t see him for long, you do see more of him than the other performers.

I also want to give major props to Director Vanessa Brooke Agnes and Set Designer Kejia Yu for making this tapestry of stories flow so seamlessly. There are a lot of scenes in this play, which often leads to clunky transitions and broken momentum. Here, the storytelling never pauses. Locations shift fluidly with the introduction of a prop or a performer. Sometimes scenes from different timelines unfold simultaneously. It feels organic and effortless, when in reality it’s the result of precise writing and incredibly thoughtful execution by everyone onstage and backstage.

Lastly, a note on Jacourtney Mountain-Bluhm’s costumes, sometimes in a show like this even though it takes place over the course of months, the actors find themselves wearing the same costumes in about every scene. Not here, it feels like there is a new costume for every scene and as I mentioned, there are a lot of scenes! I don’t usually notice costumes that much, but I noticed and appreciated the effort.

How to Catch Creation runs through February 8 at Theatre in the Round. I urge you to see it before it closes. This is a deeply satisfying play, brought to life by a cast of mostly unfamiliar but thoroughly compelling performers.

For more information and tickets, visit:
https://www.theatreintheround.org/howtocatchcreation/

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Chicago Gives Us That ol’ Razzle Dazzle at the Orpheum

Ellie Roddy as Roxie Hart in “*Me And Me Baby*” Photo by Jeremy Daniel

Chicago wowed the audience with great songs, a lively band, and fantastic dancing, but with a message that feels a little too close for comfort these days. The premise of Chicago is all about getting murderers acquitted by manipulating the truth and selling the narrative you want the jury and the public to believe. Roxie Hart and Velma Kelly are two such murderesses, represented by the razzle dazzle lawyer Billy Flynn. Flynn bends reality with ease, shaping public opinion and engineering the verdict he wants for his clients. A not-guilty ruling can be yours for the low, low price of $5,000!

Now, this is set in the 1920s, so I assume the price has gone up. You’d have to check with the current administration to know what it costs these days, but hey, you might get the added bonus of having your victim declared an enemy of the state.

Rather than get bogged down in the unfortunate resemblance to the moral cesspit we currently find ourselves wading through, I found the best strategy was to disengage from the story and focus on the music and dancing, which are superb. Once I made that mental shift, the show became much easier (and more enjoyable) to take in.

Ellie Roddy and Claire Marshall, as Roxie and Velma, are terrific across the board: strong performances, solid vocals, and excellent dancing. But the choreography truly comes alive when the full ensemble is onstage. Moving together, they function like a beautifully oiled, complex machine, fluid, precise, and endlessly stylish. The choreography credits are… complicated. The program lists Bob Fosse as the original director and choreographer, Gregory Butler for the re-creation of the original choreography, and Ann Reinking for the original New York production choreography, “in the style of Bob Fosse.” Whoever deserves the final bow, the result is sharp, iconic, and a real pleasure to watch. It’s also a testament to the athleticism of these performers that they can sing and dance at this level for so long.

Max Cervantes, as Billy Flynn, has a moment where he holds a note for what the audience seem to feel was impressive. I’ll tell you what though, you want to see the holding of a note beyond what you think is possible? Get yourself out to Artistry in Bloomington t o see Kiss Me, Kate where John-Michael Zuerlein holds a note which seemed to go on at least twice as long. Which is also to say don’t forget to also support your local theaters, that’s another classic musical running now that is filled with greta dancing!

Another standout, and a clear audience favorite, was Marc Christopher as Roxie’s long-suffering husband Amos. It’s a classic comic relief role, and Christopher absolutely nails it, especially in the show’s emotional bullseye, “Mister Cellophane.”

The show is packed with iconic songs, beautifully backed by the Chicago orchestra under the musical direction of Andy Chen. Go for the music. Go for the dancing. And if the story feels a little too real right now, feel free to tune that part out. There’s more than enough spectacle and talent on display to make the trip worthwhile regardless.

Chicago runs through February 1st at the Orpheum Theatre in downtown Minneapolis.
For more information and tickets, visit:
https://hennepinarts.org/events/chicago

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