Thursday, March 10, 2016

Death on the Supermarket Shelf





Melanie Hampton as Lynn Reiner; Jamie Pederson as Ed Reiner; Cora Pearlstein as Michelle Reiner (as a child). Photo by Michelle Smith Lewis.

A New Play Based on the 1982 Tylenol Murders
Review from The Weekly Volcano published March 10, 2016 with addendum not included in the Volcano

The new play Death on the Supermarket Shelf written by Alan Bryce and directed Tina Polzin premiered March 3 at Centerstage Theatre in Federal Way. This is Bryce’s first play since last year’s smash hit musical For All That. Death on the Supermarket Shelf is most definitely not a musical, and yet there is music in it — a lot of music actually, as much as many full-blown musical comedies (and it’s most definitely not a comedy either).
In 1982 seven people died from taking poisoned Tylenol. What followed was what Bryce termed a nationwide panic that altered consumer confidence forever. “It was the case that stopped a nation in its tracks and changed American consumerism forever,” Bryce said. “But it’s more than that. As I researched the play, I discovered a story of evil, corporate villainy, human stupidity and human dignity that took my breath away.”
Cooper Harris-Turner as Scott Bartz, Melanie Hampton as Lynn Reiner, and Sara Henly-Hicks, as Michelle as an adult. Photo by Michelle Smith Lewis.
Bryce’s play covers 34 years from the time of the first murder to the aftermath and investigation of the crime, which remains unsolved today. It focuses on the first victim, Lynn Reiner (Melanie Hampton) and her husband, Ed (Jamie Pederson) and their 8-year-old daughter Michelle, who witnessed her mother’s death. (Cora Pearlstein plays Michelle; understudy Molly Winter played Michelle on March 6 and 10). 
Events leading up to and including Lynn’s death, the investigations of suspects and the efforts of Johnson and Johnson, makers of Tylenol, to convince authorities the murders were committed by a lone-wolf madman are all presented in a series of highly stylized yet realistic episodic scenes with singers functioning in the role of a Greek chorus. The music is all from blues legend Robert Johnson. This innovative use of music to highlight aspects of the story and ease through transitions between scenes intensifies the drama. The singers throughout most of the play are Cooper Harris-Turner, who plays Scott Bartz, the reporter who wrote three books about the murders, and Sara Henly-Hicks, who plays Michelle as an adult. They are marvelous singers. Hick’s voice is sultry and husky; Harris-Turner has great range from tender to growling and shouting. Hampton, who shows up as either the ghost of Lynn Reiner or as a representative of grown-up Michelle’s memory of her (I could not tell which and don’t think that is an issue) also sings hauntingly.
The set by Julia Welch and lighting by Paul Arnold are deceptively simple and highly effective. Welch’s set is a simple open box or cage, perhaps best described as the open frame of a room with no walls.
Twelve cast members and one understudy play multiple roles. It would be impossible to point one or more actors as outstanding. They all are. The play is intense, dramatic, and practically guaranteed to keep audience members on the edge of their seats even though the outcome of the real event is well known.
My one criticism is that in a few brief moments giving out information becomes more important that the dramatic sweep of the action. Probably not worth quibbling over except in a scene that lasts no more than a couple of minutes right before the wonderfully inventive and emotional final scene.
It’s not often that local audiences have the opportunity to see a world premiere of a play written and produced right here. This one should go on to be performed in other theaters across the land, and I’ll be surprised if it doesn’t. 
Death on the Supermarket Shelf plays Fridays through Sundays through March 26, with an additional performance March 10 at the Knutzen Family Theatre. www.centerstagetheatre.com.

More on Death on the Supermarket Shelf


In addition to the review for the Weekly Volcano, I was commissioned to write an article for O’Dwyer’s blog . For this I interviewed the writer, Alan Bryce and Michelle Rosen, the daughter of Lynn Reiner, the first victim of the Tylenol murders. My story was not actually published on O’Dwyer’s blog but information from it was used.
I exchanged emails with Michelle and met her in the lobby at opening night. She was upbeat and friendly, but expressed doubts about the play, saying she had argued with the playwright and that he had made some but not all of the changes she suggested. My impression was that Rosen and Bryce viewed his play from very different points of view, he from the point of view of a dramatist and she from the point of view of a person who had lived the story and wanted her ideas about it told.

After seeing the play she wrote this in an email: “The play was definitely interesting. Different parts had me anxious one minute and sad the next. How nice it is to see a creation that is not about exploiting the victims over and over. Death on the Supermarket Shelf portrays Johnson & Johnson with a much more sinister role than the ‘gold standard of crisis management’.”

Also prior to the opening I sent Bryce a series of questions:

1. What attracted you to this story?

It was a major national event. To compare it to 9/11 may seem an overstatement...but in a very real way it scared people just as much, if not more. The Twin Towers were a symbol of America's strength and for most Americans, personally remote. But the killing by Tylenol struck right at the heart of the average person's life - their local supermarket or drugstore or medicine cabinet. Death could lurk in the most innocent corner.

2. What do you hope audience members will get from it?

It's a morality play. At its core is a moral conundrum, although I'm not sure that the character who confronts it sees it as such. I want the audience to leave pondering the role of morality in public life.

3. Can you tell me in two or three sentences what researching it was like?

I didn't have the time to do first hand research. Scott Bartz's book, The Tylenol Mafia, was vital. And then I searched online for articles, photographs or other information about the various people involved. Late in the process, I had conversations with Scott and with Michelle Rosen, whose Mom was a victim of the Tylenol killer. Michelle offered invaluable input which was incorporated into the script.

I would like to ask what in your research surprised you, but only if you can answer that without giving away anything in the plot. (It is a play, after all, even if it is a true story,)

Let's use my phone call with Michelle yesterday.

Michelle had told me that the families of the six other victims had distanced themselves from the case. They didn't want to be involved in her quest to find those accountable who WERE accountable. They just wanted to be left alone. However, Michelle told me that word of the play had gotten out there...and for the first time other families were contacting her, asking about the script, if she intended to go and even one person who I believe told her that he was thinking of attending himself.
 

Friday, March 4, 2016

People’s Choice at Tacoma Art Museum




 TAM Celebrates 80 Years  
Published in the Weekly Volcano, March 3, 2016
“Street Orator's Audience” by Jacob Lawrence, tempera on paper, gift of Mr. and Mrs. Roger W. Peck by exchange, 1995.10. © 2016 The Jacob and Gwendolyn Knight Lawrence Foundation, Seattle / Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York. Photo courtesy Tacoma Art Museum.
By definition, “people’s choice” shows are always well loved. When the works the people have to choose from include such giants of early modern art as Mary Cassatt, Jacob Lawrence, Edward Degas and Pierre-August Renoir, how can the popular choices go wrong? On the other hand, such shows tend toward the middle ground and overlook anything that’s challenging. In other words, they tend to be meh. Celebrating 80 Years — People’s Choice at Tacoma Art Museum displays much of each of those tendencies.
The show is heavily weighted toward late 19th century European art and early modernist American art. Dark and somber imagery dominates, but there are many wonderfully bright spots. Lesser works by great artists are well represented, such as Camille Pissarro’s “The Fishing Port, Dieppe, Morning, Overcast Sky” and John Sloan’s rather boring “Street Lilacs, Noon Sun,” but there are also some outstanding works by great artists such as the ever-popular “Heads of Two Young Girls” by Renoir, which has popped up in many shows at TAM, and Lawrence’s “Street Orator’s Audience,” the People’s Choice “Top Pick” award — which proves that museum patrons in Tacoma have sophisticated taste.
The oddity of Lawrence’s tempera painting makes it stand out. It depicts a fairly common scene, an orator speaking to a street crowd. But we do not see the orator and have no idea what issue he or she is tackling (other than the word “Blind” on a sign, which provides a veiled and possibly misleading hint). We puzzle over the expressions on the faces of listeners crowded behind a ladder that is unexplainably placed between them and the orator. Climbing up the ladder is a figure wearing black and white striped pants (we see only the legs). Compositionally the black and white pants resonate with the white shirt of the man on the lower right to create an interesting framing device. We feel more than understand what is going on.
Edgar Degas Dancer Resting, Hands on the Small of her Back, Right Leg Forward, circa 1882‑1885. Bronze, 17½ inches high. Tacoma Art Museum, Gift of Mr. and Mrs. W. Hilding Lindberg by exchange.
Similar to Lawrence in style is Robert Gwathmey, whose colorful serigraph “Singing and Mending” sympathetically pictures the downhome reality of a poor African-American couple, the man strumming a guitar and singing and the woman mending clothes. It is simple, rich and beautifully designed.
I have commented favorably on the Renoir in previous reviews of shows at Tacoma Art Museum, but it bears mentioning again if, for no other reason, for the brilliant glow and shimmering brushstrokes of the pinks in the girls’ cheeks. Less sentimental than the Renoir and more realistic, William Glackens’ oil painting “Natalie in a Blue Skirt” presents a marvelous example of the same kind of luminous paint application.
I did not intend when I started writing this review for it to be a comparison of similar works of art, but so much in this show begs for just that. Such as Isabel Bishop’s etching “Noon Hour” and Raphael Soyer’s lithograph “Casting Office,” both of which picture pairs of female figures in black and white that are compositionally a dance of asymmetrically balanced forms both positive and negative. And Degas’ little bronze dancers literally depict dancing but also dance figuratively in the quirky yet realistic contrapposto of their bodies, with particular emphasis on the negative shapes between arms and torsos.
This show can be seen as a history of the beginnings of modernism in America with nods in the direction of the Europeans whose work influenced the early American modernists. It is a great companion show to What’s New at TAM in the adjacent gallery. See it soon, because it has a shorter run than most shows at TAM.

Celebrating 80 Years, Tuesday-Sunday, 10 a.m. to 5 p.m., through March 27, $12-$14, Tacoma Art Museum, 1701 Pacific Ave. Tacoma, http://www.tacomaartmuseum.org/

Thursday, March 3, 2016

Death of a Salesman



 A modern American classic at Lakewood Playhouse
Published in The News Tribune, March 3, 2016
From left, Happy (Gabe Hacker), Willy (Joseph Grant) and Biff (Tim Samland) in a scene from “Death of a Salesman” at Lakewood Playhouse. Photo by Tim Johnson

Read more here: http://www.thenewstribune.com/entertainment/arts-culture/article63690207.html#storylink=cpy
Lakewood Playhouse brings to the South Sound area the modern American classic “Death of a Salesman,” the Pulitzer, Drama Circle and Tony Award-winning play by Arthur Miller directed for the Lakewood Playhouse by James Venturini.
This emotionally wrought drama is intense, heavy, and relatively long at three hours including intermission, a length that was commonplace when first produced in 1949 but which many local audiences consider agonizing. For me the time flew by. On the face of it heavy handed for all the extreme emotions depicted, it is actually a nuanced investigation of troubled psyches, a multi-layered tragedy, the 20th century equivalent of “Hamlet.”
Joseph Grant as Willy Loman and Kathi Aleman as Linda.
Photo by Tim Johnson
“Death of a Salesman” is an unflinching look at the American Dream during the mostly prosperous years following World War II as seen through the lives of Willy Loman (Joseph Grant) and his family. Willy is a traveling salesman who has never come close to achieving the success he fools himself into believing is his due – earned through the magic of a winning personality and shined shoes. Losing touch with reality, and increasingly unable to distinguish between the past and present, Willy is desperate to hang on to his increasingly dissatisfying and low-paying job. Losing hope for himself, he hangs onto another dream, that his eldest son, Biff (Tim Samland) will achieve the success he has never been able to reach. But Biff, a failure in his own eyes and in the eyes of his family, does not share Willy’s idea of the good life and is torn between wanting to honor his father and wanting to strike out on his own. (Willy is incensed because Biff at 34 is still “trying to find himself.”)
The writing might seem overwrought and dated to some contemporary audience members, but it is gripping and highly intelligent as only the best of drama can be. Blake York’s set captures the feel of the times and perfectly sets up the way of life of the Loman family with cheap furniture and old quilts on beds, a beat-up old refrigerator, and rooms including two bedrooms, living room and kitchen arranged on stage for easy access from scene to scene. Venturini has his actors seamlessly go from room to room, to hotels and restaurants and even into the past and into scenes that exist only in Willy’s imagination without any abrupt or gimmicky changes in lighting or scenery. Placing the boys’ beds on a riser and flying overhead roof beams is inspired set design.
The 1949 period costumes by Rochelle-Ann Graham are spot on, and the lighting (uncredited) brings scenes to life. Small touches like spotlighting Uncle Ben (Dave Hall), who exists only in memory, served to remind the audience that Ben is long since dead.
The large cast includes old favorites on Tacoma stages such as Grant and Kathi Aleman (who plays Willy’s wife, Linda); newcomers to Lakewood Playhouse such as Samland and Jackie-Lyn Villava-Cua in her first appearance in any play anywhere; and even assistant stage manager, Kira Zink, who makes a delightful if small appearance in one scene. It is an exciting and talented cast with Tony Award-worthy performances by Grant, Samland and Aleman.
Most amazing among the various performances – and not just from the actors playing principle roles – are the huge changes they go through, becoming, believably, entirely different characters. Aleman’s Linda goes from a meek and subservient housewife to an explosive mother of hardheaded boys. Grant’s Willy is practically a chameleon of change as he struggles with the here and now, memories and visions. Samland plays Biff as a naïve and ridiculously hopeless teenager and as an angry and disillusioned young man, and Charlie Stevens changes so dramatically it is almost impossible to imagine the nerdy teenage Bernard and the successful lawyer Bernard are one and the same person. Also shining brilliantly is Gabe Hacker as Biff’s womanizing younger brother, Happy.
It seems community theater in the South Sound has reached new heights. I’ve seen more excellent plays over the past month than I can remember ever seeing in such a short period of time, and “Death of a Salesman” takes its place at the top of the list.

Check Alec’s blog at alecclayton.blogspot.com for reviews of other area theatrical productions.

WHAT: Death of a Salesman
WHEN: 8 p.m. Friday and Saturday, 2 p.m. Sunday, through March 13
WHERE: Lakewood Playhouse, 5729 Lakewood Towne Center Blvd., Lakewood
TICKETS: $19-$25
INFORMATION: 253.588.0042, www.lakewoodplayhouse.org