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Fresh Theatre & Live Comedy Reviews

In Arts, Brag 322 (July 27), Live Comedy Reviews, Theatre Reviews on July 24, 2009 at 7:33 am

Alison Bell, Ewen Leslie and Chris Ryan in The Promise.

Alison Bell, Ewen Leslie and Chris Ryan in The Promise.


Belvoir Street Theatre
The Promise
Reviewed July 16, 2009

In Sydney’s mild winter we can barely imagine the suffering of the 3 million citizens of Leningrad, when in 1941 they endured temperatures of –40°, lack of food and heat, and constant bombardment by the Germans who had laid the city to siege. The Promise at Belvoir brings this stark period of Russian history to life on stage, through the story of three people struggling to survive while hundreds of thousands around them are dying. Their underlying humanity and desperate attempts to forge a ‘normal’ life are powerfully conveyed, in both the acting and the production design.

A tentative connection evolves between Lika (Alison Bell) and Marat (Ewen Leslie), as they shelter in a bare room away from the horrors of the siege (the loud shelling sound effects sometimes irritatingly obscuring the actors’ voices). There are many delicious moments, such as their guzzling of a rare food parcel on Lika’s birthday, and the hesitancy and pent-up longing of their first kiss. A complication is introduced with the arrival of Leonidik (Chris Ryan) whom they nurse back to health. Their ensuing love triangle is played out over three acts, spanning half a lifetime, with the passage of time emphasised by the constant rotation of the simple wooden stage.

Adored by the two men, Lika’s maternal instincts make her sway towards the one she most pities, and her decisions have a profound effect on all their lives. The characters’ evolution and aging is well-played, but the jewel of this production is Ewen Leslie, who displays Marat’s intellectual and emotional torture with a haunting subtlety and realism. This ‘extinct volcano’ of a man laments how fear and survivors’ guilt can tragically prevent happiness. Lacking the usual interminable boredom of so many Russian plays, this witty script dances through the years while not allowing us to lose sight of the big issues at hand.

3.5/5
Carmel England

The Comedy Store
Mike Vecchione & Andrew Norrelli
Reviewed July 21, 2009

If you’re looking for an affordable and righteously entertaining night of stand-up comedy, look no further than the double bill now showing at the Comedy Store. Presented as a double bill, but in actual fact a quintuple bill, the show not only features two of America’s brightest new comedic stars in Mike Vecchione and Andrew Norrelli, but also three up-and-coming local stand-up comics.

The most conspicuous of the local performers, and certainly worthy of mention, was Adelaide’s Anthony Salame, whose side-splitting impersonations and politically incorrect racial observations had the near full-house in stitches.

Following the local performers was NYC’s own Mike Vecchione, a physically unique character in that his appearance rests closer to that of US Marine than it does to the stereotypical stand-up comic. With an authoritarian ‘short back and sides’ hairstyle and a wide-shouldered stocky build, Vecchione uses his confronting and unique stature as an integral element of his set. Covering a broad range of topics from Catholicism to his love of gangster rap, Vecchione is unquestioningly an intelligent man, but it is the way he couples thought-provoking topical issues with his typically NYC style of delivery which makes his dry brand of comedy so appealing.

Appearing last, but certainly not least, was Comedy Central’s Andrew Norrelli. Whilst certainly not as in your face as Salame and Vecchione, Norrelli nonetheless followed suit in delivering a hilarious selection of wonderful social observations. Focusing his set on observations of human behaviour, Norrelli is one of those comedians who so often leaves you thinking, ‘yeah, that’s true, that’s exactly how it is’. Put simply, Norrelli is an extremely personable comic, and one whose personality and charm is bound to have Australian audiences laughing well into the evening.

4/5
Barlow Redfearn

Tap Gallery Theatre (Darlinghurst)
Steven Berkoff’s Decadence
Reviewed July 17, 2009

First staged in 1981, Steven Berkoff’s Decadence, is one of the most savagely poignant examinations of the British class system ever performed on stage. Punctuated by a unique writing style of rhythmic poetic verse, this minimalist and humorous portrait of middle-class decadence, has to be one of the most underappreciated plays in modern British theatre.

This particular interpretation of Decadence, was staged by Sydney’s Inner City Arts theatre company, and was performed amidst the cosy ambience of Tap Gallery; an appropriately intimate setting for a character drama wholly centered around two adulterous relationships. Helen (Salme Geransar) is a sassy and highly educated socialite with an unquenchable appetite for bodily lust, and Steve (Rowan McDonald) is her outlandish and pompous ‘toy-boy’ who shares her insatiable desire. Sybil (Dani Crane), the disaffected wife of Steve, is a crude and vengeful middle-class slut, and Les (Peter Morris) is her inadequate blue collar ‘geez’, who’s all talk and no action when it comes to fulfilling Sybil’s vengeful plots against her adulterous husband.

To highlight the class division between the two affairs, the dramas are staged independently of one another, and are only loosely connected by Steve and Sybil’s marital ties. All four players give commanding and humorous performances as Berkoff’s troubled and deeply flawed characters. And with aptly minimalist sets, an appropriate and well used soundtrack, and some expressive direction, the Inner City Arts company can hold their head up high for a righteously entertaining staging of a very challenging piece of theatre.

4/5
Barlow Redfearn

Fresh Film Reviews

In Arts, Brag 322 (July 27), Film Reviews on July 24, 2009 at 7:04 am

This week we review: Public Enemies + My Sister’s Keeper + Drag Me To Hell + Chéri + Stephen Berkoff’s Decadence.

Johhny Depp and Marion Cotillard in Public Enemies.

Johhny Depp and Marion Cotillard in ?Public Enemies?.


Film
Public Enemies
Released July 30, 2009.

Part of Bryan Burrough’s aim in his book was to tell the real story behind the great crime wave in the early 1930s without the Hollywood myth that now surrounds it. Director Michael Mann could be said to have done the same thing by shooting this story of famed bank-robber John Dillinger (Johnny Depp) in digital HD.

It’s off-putting at first, as Dillinger breaks some of his cronies out of prison in a breathtakingly constructed opening sequence. Everything is so crisp and so real that sometimes it feels like you are amongst the action, shooting it yourself. Famed for his tightly organised raids and elegant grace vaulting over bank-floor counters, Dillinger is bluntly portrayed by Depp as a man who lived for the moment but was realistic enough to know that his time as a free man was limited.

On his crime spree he crosses paths with other criminal luminaries such as Pretty Boy Floyd and Baby Face Nelson, finds love with Billie (the beautiful Marion Cotillard of La Vie En Rose), all the while pursued by the Bureau of Investigation head, J. Edgar Hoover, whose organisation is rapidly mobilising into something more federal, and steely-jawed Christian Bale as agent-in-charge Melvin Purvis.

While both Mann and Burrough succeed in making the individuals more real than their mythic Hollywood predecessors (e.g. 1967’s Bonnie & Clyde), it almost seems counter intuitive since Dillinger and his exploits were larger than life and his notoriety and fame existed during his lifetime. This tension never fully resolves and after a while you just wish that Mann would let go of the docu-drama style and hold his camera still so that one can appreciate the beauty of the production design. But then, that would be missing the point, wouldn’t it.

4/5
Joshua Blackman

Abigail Breslin and Cameron Diaz in My Sister's Keeper.

Abigail Breslin and Cameron Diaz in My Sister's Keeper.


Film
My Sister’s Keeper
Released July 30, 2009

You’d have to be fairly cold-hearted not to shed a tear or two during Nick CassavetesMy Sister’s Keeper. What with the dying teen (Sofia Vassilieva), the overwrought mother (Cameron Diaz) and the tortured, swelling soundtrack, it would be foolish to head to the cinema without some tissues on hand.

But this is a cancer story with a twist. The Fitzgerald family of four becomes five when the decision is made to have ‘designer baby’ Anna (Abigail Breslin), who has the genetic compatibility to donate vital stem cells and bone marrow to her sick sister Kate. Subjected to painful procedures from birth, eleven-year-old Anna secures the help of celebrity lawyer Campbell Alexander (Alec Baldwin) to sue her parents for medical emancipation before she is forced to donate her kidney.

Adapted from quite a personal Jodi Picoult novel, the film makes the curious choice to keep the book’s multiple narrators. While the aim was no doubt to convey the individual impact this illness has had on the family, as well as Campbell’s understanding of Anna, the result is rather episodic and annoying.

Further sullying proceedings is the high melodrama mounted upon an already stricken storyline. Each supporting character is given a tragic subplot, the inclusion and direction of which both grates and hampers the nuance of every performance. Mercifully, however, Cassavetes and co-writer Jeremy Leven opted to alter the ending, which rescues the film with a dose of realism.

Despite these shortcomings, My Sister’s Keeper is a film filled with solid performances and good intentions. Much like his acclaimed film The Notebook (2004), Cassavetes manages to dole out the tears and the tragedy alongside some of life’s bittersweet humour, and a whole lot of love.

3/5
Alice Tynan

Lorna Raver and Alison Lohman in Drag Me To Hell.

Lorna Raver and Alison Lohman in Drag Me To Hell.


Film
Drag Me to Hell
Released July 23, 2009

Ever wanted to get ahead no matter what the cost? You might think twice about that sentiment after seeing this film. Co-written by Sam and Ivan Raimi, and directed by Sam, Drag Me to Hell is a farcical take on the horror movie genre in the spirit of Evil Dead 3: Army of Darkness.

Starring Alison Lohman as the cursed Christine Brown and Justin Long as her rather dull boyfriend Clay, the real one to watch out for in this film is Lorna Raver who plays the curse-casting gypsy woman Sylvia Ganush.

When Christine denies Ganush a third extension on her home loan and shames her in front of a bank full of people, Ganush invokes the evil spirit; Lamia to avenge her. What ensues is a dark and quirky thrill ride in which Christine does whatever it takes to avoid being dragged to hell. I mean, whatever-it-takes (i.e. this is not a film for animal lovers).

Drag Me to Hell is a tongue-in-cheek horror-comedy that is bold, brash and unforgiving. But it will also churn your stomach like three-month-old butter. Delightfully, Raimi even pokes fun at himself in this film, and the parking lot showdown between Lohman and Raver is an absolute ripper that will have you simultaneously laughing, shrieking and cringing.

There is, however, surprisingly little blood in this movie. In fact, an explosive nosebleed is probably the bloodiest moment in the entire film. But the excessive vomiting and crass humour makes this one more for the boys than the girls. You have been forewarned!

3.5/5
Emma Butschek

Michelle Pfeiffer and Rupert Friend in Chéri.

Michelle Pfeiffer and Rupert Friend in Chéri.


Film
Chéri
Opens July 23

Never one to shy away from a portrayal of strong, independent women, director Stephen Frears has followed up The Queen with the French fable Chéri. Reteaming with Dangerous Liaisons scribe Christopher Hampton and star Michelle Pfeiffer, Frears has ventured from Buckingham Palace to Belle-Epoch Paris with celebrated courtesan Léa de Lonval (Pfeiffer) and her petulant young lover Chéri (Rupert Friend).

A burden to his calculating, ex-courtesan mother, Madame Peloux (Kathy Bates), Chéri is all but thrust into Léa’s arms, ostensibly to complete his ‘education’, but really to alleviate the pressure on her purse. The pair indulge in a six year romance, which is brought rather abruptly to a halt when Mme Peloux negotiates an advantageous marriage for her son to Edmée (Felicity Jones), the daughter of another courtesan.

Chéri is quite the curious romance, simply because the protagonists aren’t equipped to realise they’re in love. Thirty years and a lifetime of convention separate the pair, even though they both exist within the sensual bubble of courtesan extravagance. And so Frears as director and (uncredited) jocular narrator brings us this unwitting love story with warmth, pathos and a lot of wry humour.

Pfeiffer and Friend shine in what are powerfully subtle and vulnerable performances. Both are angular beauties, captured in intense detail by Frears, alongside their manifest chemistry. And Bates – with her deep, hearty chortle – rounds out the leads with an exuberant melodrama.

Rich cinematography and exquisite production and costume design make Chéri a cinematic treat. Frears also weaves in the style from famed French writer Colette’s original source material, resulting in a visually and thematically impressionistic film, which is at once a delightful and rather peculiar experience.

Symbolic of the fate of pre-war Paris, Chéri reveals both the transience and the transcendence of love, beauty and the luscious excess of the Belle-Epoch.

3 ½/5
Alice Tynan