Opening Night
Thistle Theatre
Written by Norm Foster
Directed by Ed Williams
Produced by Ann Parker
Stage Management by Dave Parker
November 7, 8, 9, 14, 15, 16 at 8 p.m.
Sunday November 10 at 2 p.m.
Approximate running time: 2 hours, 10 minutes (with one interval)
Tickets: www.thistletheatre.ca
Thistle Theatre
Written by Norm Foster
Directed by Ed Williams
Produced by Ann Parker
Stage Management by Dave Parker
November 7, 8, 9, 14, 15, 16 at 8 p.m.
Sunday November 10 at 2 p.m.
Approximate running time: 2 hours, 10 minutes (with one interval)
Tickets: www.thistletheatre.ca
If you’ve ever doubted that
Norm Foster is true theatrical royalty – in Canada and well beyond – then check
out Thistle Theatre’s delightful rendering of his wonderfully engaging Opening Night.
A couple of minutes into
the production and you’ll see why Foster has the unchallenged knack for
tackling his subject matter with sharp humour and even the occasional touch of
romance. His characters are broadly drawn and the plotline filled with snappy,
often spicy dialogue, with the end result being a thoroughly entertaining
evening of belly laughs.
Director Ed Williams gets
it spot on, leading his company of eight actors through this delightfully silly
play at a snappy pace. The focus is on an evening of theatre that goes
radically wrong even before the curtain rises, so proper timing from the onset
in an integral part in the success of the venture. Thistle Theatre delivers in
fine style.
Set in the Charles Killian
Theatre on the opening night of Whisper
on the Wind, a standardized Canadian play about a farm family, directed by
one Richard Hyde-Finch (Peter Johnson) and starring a pompous old-school actor
Clayton Fry (Don Van Galen) and a gold-digging talentless actress Libby Husniak
(Fern Pridham).
Ruth (Elizabeth Williams)
and Jack (Al Leitch), neither of them avid theatregoers, are attending the
production to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary. She is eager to
taste the tempting cultural waters, while he would dearly love to be home
watching the seventh game of the World Series.
Desperate out-of-work actor
Michael (Peter Fleming) nervously hovers about the VIP longue, downing numerous
glasses of champagne being served him to by bartender/aspiring actor Tom (Garry
Atkinson). An impatient pompous and self-important Richard is busy drinking,
while clumsily dismissing his girlfriend art director Cilla’s (Jennea Smith)
accusations of his affair with the line-fumbling Husniak.
While playfully poking fun
at both theatrical insiders and outsiders, Foster even takes a self-deprecating
moment to have a little chuckle at his own expense with the clever little
observation, “No, it’s not a comedy, it was written by a Canadian.”
The cast tackles the
offering with gusto. Even though there are some obvious stereotypes, there are
several standout moments along the way.
Leitch catches his
character’s cluelessness with precision; Williams shines as she valiantly tries
to climb the cultural ladder; Johnson epitomizes theatrical pomposity;
Atkinson’s eager beaver Tom is a delight; Smith’s inquisitive Cilla is
wonderfully bitchy; Van Galen’s is ideal as the hand-kissing windbag with a
half-baked mid-Atlantic accent; Pridham’s devious young diva in a trance is a
hoot and Fleming is hysterically funny as the stumbling, bumbling has-been who
must deal with the realization that his real claim to acting fame is as a TV
commercial socket wrench.
Even with the occasionally
opening night jitters, the talented company smoothly moved past a few misplaced
lines and movements with a great deal of professionalism, milking every joke
and situation for full value.
A satisfying night of
theatre from the always reliable Thistle Theatre, complemented by the efforts
of a solid technical crew, Opening Night is a great way to lead up to the
holiday season.
5/5 stars
This review appeared originally at Donald's Dish
No comments:
Post a Comment