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Spotlight on Authors Domnica Radulescu and Carol Campbell
Domnica Radulescu and Carol Campbell are the creative duo behind the play Sappho’s Garden. Radulescu is a highly accomplished Romanian-American novelist, playwright, and educator, with numerous awards and accolades to her name, including three acclaimed novels and two volumes of original plays. She is also a two-time Fulbright scholar and the founding Director of the National Symposium of Theater in Academe.
Their partnership began over a decade ago when Campbell directed one of Radulescu’s plays. The collaboration deepened through a shared passion for feminist theater, ancient goddess culture, and eco-feminism. Their “riveting marriage of minds” has produced several theatrical works, with Sappho’s Garden being their “most luminous and accomplished.”
The Book: Sappho’s Garden
The play Sappho’s Garden was born during the COVID-19 pandemic after the authors received a collaborative art grant. The project was inspired by their rediscovery of the verses of the ancient poet Sappho and a shared obsession with ancient goddesses. The work tackles the intersection of violence against women and the destruction of Mother Earth.
The central message of the play is to “Cultivate your garden” in both a literal and a metaphorical sense. This means taking care of the Earth and believing in the power of art, poetry, and imagination to offer “intimations of a better world.” The authors hope the play will inspire audiences to strive for a more sustainable, peaceful, and just world.
Looking ahead, the authors plan to continue developing the play, with a staged reading scheduled in Virginia and the ultimate goal of a full production.
Carol Lee Campbell and Domnica Radulescu
A talkback, signing, and live podcast recording
Thursday, October 16 · 7:30 – 8:30pm EDT
The Drama Book Shop266 West 39th Street New York, NY 10018Get directions
The Drama Book Shop presents, in association with Jay Michaels Global Communications, “Sappho’s Garden” A talkback, signing, and live podcast recording.
An expansive, poetic play about the legendary poet, Sappho. A startling evocation of a feminist ethos.
This Eventbrite ticket is your reservation for the event. Please note that the purchase of “ Sappho’s Garden” ($10.00) is required for entry. Upon arrival, our team will direct you to the register to obtain your copy and complete your admission. The store will begin welcoming guests at 7:15 pm.
Broadway Icon, LEN CARIOU to star in New York Premiere of RICHARD VETERE’s riveting new drama, ZAGŁADA
Broadway Icon, LEN CARIOUto star in New York Premiere of RICHARD VETERE’s riveting new drama, ZAGŁADA. Production directed by MAJA WAMPUSZYC
October 16 — November 2 The AMERICAN THEATRE OF ACTORS 314 W. 54th Street. New York City Contact info@jaymichaelsarts.com for further info
ZAGŁADA is a Polish word meaning annihilation used within Poland to refer to the HOLOCAUST, particularly in the context of the systematic, state-sponsored genocide of six million European Jews by the Nazi German regime and its allies and collaborators.
Journalist Danielle Hooper goes to interview 90-year-old Jerzy Kozlowski, in a quiet residential neighborhood in Queens for her book on World War II; he fires a gun at her, prompting his arrest. This gets the attention of Homeland Security Agent, Sonia Sokolow and NYPD Intelligence Bureau Officer, Frank Napoli.
Apparently, not only did Kozlowski lie on his immigration application when entering the United States after World War II; but he is suspected of collaborating with the Nazis at BUCHENWALD CONCENTRATION CAMP where he himself was a prisoner.
Agent Sokolow has 48 hours to prove Kozlowski’s collaboration so she can charge and extradite him to a country willing to try him for International War Crimes.
Sokolow must not only win the race against time but confront her own personal history through the mirror of Napoli’s mission to hunt down radical Islamic terrorists and White supremacists and Hooper’s righteous defense of the truth. What is a human being capable of doing to protect themselves and the ones they love and will justice prevail?
The play ZAGŁADA is inspired by history. All characters are fictional.
LEN CARIOU gained prominence for his Tony Award-winning title role in the original cast of Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street (1979). Prior to that, he earned nominations for Applause (1970) and A Little Night Music (1973). Cariou has had supporting roles in films such as The Four Seasons (1981), Thirteen Days (2000), About Schmidt (2002), Flags of Our Fathers (2006), Prisoners (2013), and Spotlight (2015). On television, Len was nominated for an Emmy for Into The Storm (2009) and is known for recurring roles in the shows Murder, She Wrote (1985–1992), Brotherhood (2005-2006), and Damages (2010) and his starring role in Blue Bloods (2010–2024).
RICHARD VETERE, a Lifetime and Current Member of the Writers Guild of America East since 2012. His prolific career allowed him the opportunity to work with Oscar, Emmy, Tony, Grammy and Golden Globe award winners and nominees like Francis Ford Coppola, Walter Matthau, Carol Brunett, Robert Forester, Phil Ramone, Agnieszka Holland, Ed Harris, Elisabeth Shue, Armin Mueller-Stahl, Danny Aiello, Len Cariou and Jason Alexander. Recently, his stage play, Black & White City Blues, had an extended run and recieved rave reviews some critics calling his play a “masterpiece” at the Amrican Theatre of Actors. His screenplay, Caravaggio won the Golden Palm Award for Best Screenplay at the Beverly Hills International Film Festival 2021. His adaptation of his own stage play The Marriage Fool is now streaming on Amazon starring Walter Matthau, Carol Burnett and John Stamos. Mr. Vetere co-wrote the screenplay adaptation of his own novel The Third Miracle which premiered at the Toronto Film Festival in 1999, produced by Francis Ford Coppola, directed by Agneiszka Holland and starring Ed Harris and Anne Heche. It is considered by critics to be one of the best movies about faith ever filmed.Mr. Vetere’s first feature film Vigilante is an original screenplay, starring Robert Forester and Fred Williamson. Vigilante, released in 1983, became a blockbuster movie overnight making it the 20th highest grossing picture in 1983 and was just now re-released in Blu-Ray. It was named “a cult classic” by critic David Denby in the New York Times and one of the “best indies of the 1980s” by BAM. Over the years Mr. Vetere has written screenplays and adaptations for Paramount, Warner Bros, New Line, Zoetrope and CBS. As a member of the PD Workshop Unit at the Actors Studio he has developed several plays including ZagŁada
MAJA WAMPUSZYC has worked with Tony & Oscar Award winners. Film & TV credits include: The Immigrant (Cannes & NY Film Festival); Mona Lisa Smile; Going Shopping; The Knick; Madam Secretary; Search Party; and Law & Order: SVU. Broadway: Irena’s Vow. Off-Broadway, NYC, & regional credits include: Irena’s Vow; Lady Macbeth & Her Lover; House of Connelly; Foggy Bottom; An Oak Tree (Obie Award Winning Production); The Pearl Theatre; Precious Stones, and pool (no water) at The Barrow Street Theater. March 2020: Anna Akhmatova in Night Shadows Or: One Hundred Million Voices Shouting at Irondale. In 2021: Wampuszyc played the title role in Clytemnestra in Hades; and most recently played Ayn Rand in The Disciple for Thirdwing, LTD. PDW member of the Actors Studio, she has collaborated with Vetere as a director on developing six new plays; and with Lanie Robertson on his new play, a reimagining of the early years of Marie Curie, Unknown Objects of Desire. Member of The Actors Gym. Maja is Represented by Bret Adams, LTD.
The American Theatre of Actors, founded in 1976 by James Jennings, continues its mission of spotlighting socially and historically resonant works. The company has produced over 1,000 original plays and has been a creative home to actors such as Dennis Quaid, Edie Falco, and Chazz Palminteri.
Guest Writer, Manda Slew, discusses Miller’s A View From the Bridge at Modern Classics Theatre
Content Note:
While A View from the Bridge is a period piece set in 1950s Brooklyn, it explores themes that may be difficult for some viewers. The production includes depictions of immigration raids, which despite their historical contextcmay evoke distressing parallels to modern-day ICE activity. Additionally, the story involves emotionally charged dynamics of incest-adjacent longing, sexual jealousy, and homophobia, particularly directed toward one of the immigrant characters. These elements are central to the dramatic tension and are portrayed with seriousness and emotional weight. Audience members sensitive to these topics are encouraged to approach the production with awareness.
A View from the Bridge
Presented by Modern Classic Theatre
Walking into the BACCA Arts Center in Lindenhurst for A View from the Bridge by Arthur Miller, directed by Emily Vaeth, was quite a treat. The team transformed the venue into a black-box-style theater, seating roughly 50 patrons depending on the arrangement, and the intimacy of the space was used to full advantage.
Before a single line of dialogue was spoken, the world was already pulsing with life. In the center, Beatrice (Camille Arnon) moved about the apartment, humming along to Perry Como’s Chi-Baba, Chi-Baba while prepping dinner. Catherine (Jules Donahue) bounced between reading, dancing, sipping, and sighing bored, bright, and bursting with that specific teenage ache. Beyond the apartment walls, the community stirred: Louis and Mike (Kevin Russo and Thaddeus C. Plezia) made their rounds like neighborhood fixtures; Mrs. Lipari (Natalia Cotto) dominated the public phone with everyday urgency; and the silent shadow of the immigration officer (Alex Rich) drifted in and out, a subtle yet constant reminder of looming consequence.
This immersive pre-show tableau was a brilliant directorial move. In such a close space, it pulled the audience inward slowly and organically. You weren’t just watching a play you were already inside a Brooklyn neighborhood, witnessing the rhythms of daily life before the conflict ever cracked through.
Big praise is due to set designer Ian Freed for the thoughtful, minimal design. The perimeter of the playing space, with its suggestive dockside textures and city street grit, subtly framed the action. Streetlights glowed just enough to evoke Red Hook’s moody hush. One particularly smart touch was the elevation used to frame Alfieri’s (Derek McLaughlin) office a raised area that gave the narrator a quiet vantage point from which to observe and reflect. It gave his role both physical and emotional distance, reinforcing the sense that this was a memory being retold, a tragedy already written in the bones of the set.
More well-deserved praise for the lighting and sound design by Dan Caney. The pre-show playlist Peggy Lee, Perry Como, Sarah Vaughan rooted the show in time and place before a single line of Miller’s text was spoken. The use of “practical” streetlamps, apartment lights, Alfieri’s office lamp was especially effective in establishing tone and texture. That said, during scenes staged on the far leg of the thrust (where one row of the audience was seated), lighting occasionally failed to fully illuminate the actors during key monologues. While these moments didn’t erase the emotional clarity of the scenes, they were noticeable. Still, given the challenges of lighting such an intimate, three-sided space, Caney’s work achieved a rare balance: immersive mood and respectful shadow that allowed the audience to observe, not intrude.
A special shout-out is due to the ensemble the so-called “smaller” roles that were anything but. Mr. and Mrs. Lipari (Leo Pompeo and Natalia Cotto), Mike and Louis (Thaddeus C. Plezia and Kevin Russo), and the Immigration Officers (Plezia and Alex Rich, pulling double duty) each brought thoughtful, grounded performances to the stage. Nothing felt phoned in or filler. Mike and Louis’ roughhousing camaraderie added humor and heart, while Mrs. Lipari’s no-nonsense phone habits brought real texture to the neighborhood. And Mr. Lipari? With his bloodstained apron and commanding stillness, Leo Pompeo exuded strength a figure you didn’t want to cross. Every glance, every shrug, every entrance had intention. This was an ensemble that knew how to build a world.
Derek McLaughlin’s Alfieri the narrator, conscience, and weary moral anchor was another standout. He brought a quiet, almost grandfatherly presence to the role, the kind of man who’s seen too much but still hopes for better. His lines were delivered with calm clarity and deep empathy, grounding the narrative in reflection and grief. Though a lawyer by trade, McLaughlin’s Alfieri radiated heart. You never doubted he wanted to do right by everyone involved, even as the story slipped through his fingers like sand.
Tim Smith as Eddie Carbone delivered a powerhouse performance. At first, he was the everyman: likable, steady, the guy who’d give you the shirt off his back. But as the undercurrent of possessiveness and jealousy surged, Smith didn’t miss a beat. His descent into emotional torment was layered and fully believable. One minute, you felt for him this man losing the only world he’s known. The next, you recoiled as the truth of his desires surfaced. He made Eddie both monster and man, and it was riveting.
Camille Arnone’s Beatrice was a masterclass in restraint and heartbreak. With every glance and carefully timed outburst, she built a woman trying to hold her world together while watching it slip away. Her keeping her jealousy of Catherine from boiling over was never cartoonish; it was human. She gave Beatrice dignity, fire, and unbearable sorrow all at once. You just want to hug her.
Jules Donahue’s Catherine was precise and technically strong never a line dropped, never a mark missed. Her portrayal leaned slightly more self-aware than one might expect for such a sheltered character, which occasionally made her feel more rehearsed than raw. Still, she captured Catherine’s central confusion especially in scenes with Eddie beautifully. You saw the girl trying to define love, identity, and independence in a world that hadn’t given her a language for any of it.
Andrew Accardi’s Marco brought big brother gravity in a small frame. With solemnity, strength, and just the right amount of quiet threat, he made it clear this man had crossed oceans for his children and would not be disrespected. The iconic chair-lift moment landed like thunder. Accardi’s Marco was no con artist, no passive guest. He was a protector. A man of few words but boundless integrity.
And then John McGowan. Rodolpho.
If there was a show-stealer, it was him. McGowan’s boyish charm was undeniable. He made it crystal clear why Catherine might fall for this wide-eyed Italian dreamer. He was goofy and elegant, sweet and proud. And when the accusations came, when his future was questioned, McGowan showed us the urgency and reason for the dream. This was a man who wanted to become something not just escape something. Even after the show, the audience was buzzing. Rodolpho was unforgettable, and McGowan lit up the stage with every step.
If there was one element that didn’t fully land, it was the larger fight choreography. While the boxing scene between Eddie and Rodolpho was sharp and brilliantly executed tense, clean, and full of subtext the ensemble fight sequences near the end felt a bit chaotic. With action happening so close to the audience on all sides, clarity was occasionally lost. That said, it never dulled the emotional impact of the story, nor the performances within it.
In all, A View from the Bridge was a stunning piece of theater. Intimate, emotionally charged, and brimming with heart. The performances were grounded. The design was intentional. The direction was brave. If you have the chance to catch it, do. The show runs one more weekend: Friday, Saturday, and Sunday at the BACCA Arts Center in Lindenhurst.
Support local theater. Let it break your heart and feel things.
Jim Catapano spies a Glimmer of Hope Amidst the Misery, wallowing in MUD (at the ATA)
MUD, María Irene Fornés’ 1980s social commentary, is reborn at the ATA
“I am a hungry soul. I am a longing soul. I am an empty soul,” laments Mae, an impoverished, illiterate young woman in an old torn dress. “Can’t I Have a Decent Life?”
Mae is living a bleak existence with an unwanted life partner, Lloyd—a man who is a virtual animal in human form. Their toxic relationship is marked by harrowing screaming matches as she goes about ironing and pressing clothes, desperately trying to maintain a civilized demeanor amidst the chaos. Mae finds what appears to be a way out in a possible relationship with the suit-and-tie clad Henry, a seemingly successful neighbor who to her is a symbol of education and escape. “I feel like heaven had come to this place and I still feel so,” Mae proclaims defiantly. But even that brief candle of hope is quickly extinguished due to an unexpected turn of events that leaves Mae in an even more dire situation than before.
MUD is a contemporary groundbreaker by María Irene Fornés’, the late Cuban-American playwright whose work was known for depicting characters who dared to dream themselves out of the dire and unfair circumstances that social and cultural realities imposed upon them. This important and relevant piece is now brought to life in 2025 by Utopia for Losers, “a New York-based theatre company of young actors and directors staging work by a variety of contemporary playwrights.”
Mae explains to Henry that her late father found Lloyd on the street and took him in; he is literally a feral stray that has resisted all attempts at domestication. He is dominated by base impulses of hunger and carnal desire, the latter hampered by an illness that leaves him physically impotent but still craving at a feverish level. “We’re like animals who got together and mated,” Mae admits with disgust. This leaves her forced to care for a person who is essentially an unwanted pet, a burden that hampers her desperate attempts to rise above the unfair cards that have been dealt her.
Chloe Margot gives a stunning performance as Mae, a heartbreaking heroine trapped in an utterly hellish situation; one roots for her to escape while recognizing how tragically unlikely that is. Mae is driven to better herself through education and a firm work ethic; she goes to school and has trouble retaining what she learns, but forges on regardless; she tries to develop her reading skills, narrating aloud (slowly but determinedly) books about starfishes and hermit crabs while trying to ignore the pathetic creature she is stuck in cohabitation with.
Brian Beckerle as Lloyd perfectly realizes the bestial, pitiful nature of the difficult character while never allowing him to tip over into being utterly repugnant. His physical acting is remarkable—Lloyd jumps onto the table repeatedly, exemplifying his subhuman nature, and cartwheels across the stage to demonstrate his virility and vigor. Aiden Castillo as Henry excels at an extremely difficult task of showing the character at first dominating but sinister, and supposedly civilized, until circumstances leave him compromised and forced to a state of dependency similar to Lloyd’s. The trio of actors give a masterclass in the realization of a playwright’s intent, expertly interpreting Fornes’ poetic style and bringing to life her themes of psychological and relationship complexity fueled by poverty. It’s a triumph for the cast, Director/Producer Dylan Pitanza, Assistant Director Christopher Paul Richards, Dramaturg Ava Lamantia, and Producer Sawyer Barth; and a home run production for Utopia for Losers and the American Theatre of Actors.
Content Warnings: Profanity, discussion of sexual acts, simulation of a sexual act, gun violence, discussion of bestiality, misogyny.
MUD was performed by the American Theatre of Actors through June 29, 2025.
The Aftermath of Murder: Jim Catapano reviews John Galsworthy’s “The First and The Last” at the ATA
John Galsworthy’s Compelling The First and The Last is Brought into the 21st Century at the ATA
Cleaning up after a killing is never going to be an easy task (unless you’re Harvey Keitel’s character in Pulp Fiction). Such is the dilemma of Keith (Clay von Carlowitz), a young, successful, and ambitious lawyer with a wayward younger brother, Larry (Jonathan Beebe). Larry is madly in love with Wanda (Natasha Sahs), with a fervor that leads to tragedy. A distraught Larry visits Keith with the news that he has killed Wanda’s estranged ex after an altercation, and the couple had casually dumped the body under an archway. The murder is now all over the media, and Keith’s dilemma is how to make this “problem” disappear for his brother while protecting his own reputation. Keith’s investigation has him conclude that nothing directly implicates Larry, and the news of a vagrant discovering the body makes for a convenient distortion of the truth…
The provocative circumstances ensure that The First and The Last goes to 100 mph and stays there throughout its brief running time. Galsworthy’s play of over 100 years ago, itself based on a 1917 short story, is brought hurtling into 2025 by the actors, whose collective intensity is palpable. Amidst the powerful dialogue, the desperation of the situation is conveyed in their eyes, the glances between each other, the body language conveying human beings watching their very existences unravel. Beebe’s Larry is a deer in the headlights, his every expression and movement illustrating a man horrified by the dark corner of reality he has found himself in. Carlowitz’ dapper Keith is the picture of a man at a crossroads, trying to protect family while making sure his professional life is not tarnished, and grappling over which of those is most important to him. Sahs’ imbues Wanda with an astonishing potency that depicts a woman consumed by passion; Wanda starts in a black dress of mourning and traditions to a white wedding gown, hopelessly attempting to suggest an innocence that is no longer there. Ovid Radbauer provides a sinister, foreboding presence in the roles of a policeman and a paper seller, two people whose professions symbolize the very forces that could doom the brothers and Wanda.
Directed with a flourish by John DeBenedetto, The First and The Last is like a runaway train heading towards a brick wall of an ending that is shocking and yet somehow inevitable, and makes for a gripping hour of theatre. It runs at the Beckmann Theatre at the American Theatre of Actors through June 15, 2025.
Nothing Left but the Kindness of Strangers: A Jim Catapano Review
Bernard J. Taylor’s Tennessee Williams: Portrait of a Gay Icon Brings a Legend to Life at the ATA
Tennessee Williams is alone on stage, and at this point, apparently alone in life. Seen on a lecture tour, he is surrounded by posters of his most famous works: A Streetcar Named Desire, The Glass Menagerie, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof; the face of his muse, Anna Magnani, stares out at us from a poster of The Rose Tattoo. Another wall is plastered with manuscript pages, relics of an era when creativity flowed. Pictures of his beloved sister Rose, his parents (one loving and one abusive), and his life partner Frank Merlo are on the table next to the chair from which he tells his story. They are all ghosts now—the only companion he has with him is a bottle of Vodka. He reminds himself to take “small sips”, but as his trauma comes to the surface these become heavy gulps. His laughter gives way to gasps of despair; he hugs the chair and sobs, imagining it to be Frank in his late partner’s last moments. He screams out Anna’s name in utter desperation for a companion for comforting and understanding than a liquor bottle.
John Stillwaggon as Williams is astonishing; one feels they are genuinely spending an evening with the legendary writer. Williams bares his soul, exorcises his demons and welcomes them back in again, and we feel we are witness to something extraordinary, as turns triumphant and tragic. The south of the mid-20th century comes to life in his words, and his disdain for the dreaded city of St. Louis is a hilarious running theme amidst the sadness.
A gay man in a time and place where that was not treated kindly, Williams is portrayed by Stillwaggon as defiant, boisterous and charismatic, while simultaneously tragic and heartbreaking. He laments the fate of his beloved Rose, inspiration for Laura in The Glass Menagerie, and the victim of a lobotomy in a time when mental health was even more misunderstood than it is today. He mourns his beloved Frank and curses his vile father, who he says he only got along with “after he died.”
He gushes at the magnificence of the young Brando and rages against the critics—and at “the dying of the light,” noting that he’s once again “graverobbing” from other artists. “They say Dylan Thomas went to the White Horse Tavern…drank 18 shots of whiskey and dropped dead,” he remembers, glancing at the Vodka bottle and musing that he’s likely halfway there himself. It’s funny until you realize he likely wants to complete the journey.
The production is a must-see for the masterful performance of Stillwaggon, who recreates the swagger, wit, charm and pathos of Williams perfectly. It is directed deftly by Carolyn Dellinger, with a brisk pacing that complements Stillwaggon’s performance and Taylor’s writing expertly. It provides great insight into not only the story of one legendary artist, but the very notion of the highs and lows of fame, and the “having and losing” nature of life itself.
Tennessee Williams: Portrait of a Gay Icon, as part of the Icons Festival, runs at the American Theatre of Actors through June 15, 2025.
The Bees Still Can’t Help Themselves! says Jim Catapano
Douglas Carter Beane’s 90s Classic As Bees In Honey Drown Gets a Masterful Revival
“Once, I saw a bee drown in honey, and I understood,” is a famous quote attributed to the 20th Century Greek writer Nikos Kazantzakis. He recognized the danger of wanting too much, the trap that is set for us by our own unquenchable desires. Douglas Carter Beane took this fact of life and fashioned As Bees In Honey Drown, an astute and incredibly witty play that takes a brutal look at the fame game and how seduction can lead us down a dark path, and eventually destroy us. The Modern Classics Theatre Company has brought this masterwork roaring into the (new) 20s with panache and a sterling cast.
New York City con artist Alexa Vere de Vere (Christina O’ Shea), the villain of As Bees in Honey Drown, recognizes the power of the “honey” that is fame and fortune, and makes a living out of exploiting those who hunger for it. Alexa is a force of nature, a narcissistic socialite in designer dresses who sports an Uma Thurman Pulp Fiction-style black bob and an air of being the most important person at the party. She claims a thousand connections and drops a name at every opportunity, in an exotic, unplaceable accent rivaling that of Kathleen Turner (as she freely points out). As her story unfolds we learn that she is both Frankenstein, and the monster. The latest bee in her honey pot, Evan Wyler (Peter Konsevich), is a writer on the cusp of fame. At a magazine photoshoot for his upcoming book he is convinced by the photographer to pose without a shirt, and this gets Alexa’s attention, outing him as a person desperate for success. She seduces her prey with promises of fortune and glory—convincing him that she is the one who can take him to the top. They dine, they banter, they party, and he foots the bills. She even gets the openly gay Evan to fall for her: Just when it seems like Alexa’s pretentious phoniness is getting too obvious, she “humanizes” herself with a tragic backstory that’s really too “bad” to be true, but reels Evan in anyway. “I love you,” he proclaims at her weepy suggestion that she is unlovable. Before long he is down thousands of dollars, alone, still not famous, and desperate to get revenge—or so he says. Does he hate Alexa, or is he still infatuated?
O’Shea gives a powerhouse performance as the conniving Alexa. She is at turns over-the-top, hilarious, irresistible, and even at times almost sympathetic, and it all comes together brilliantly. When Evan finds artist Mike (Kevin Russo), Alexa’s overall-clad ex-partner and the focus of her tallest tale, we see in a flashback that he was the first victim of her crime spree. (She even chillingly calls him “lamb” before their falling out, just as she would later dub Evan.) As with Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader, this compelling prequel shows us how the “Alexa” persona came to be, down to the accent and the bizarre surname, and O’Shea is remarkable portraying the ordinary girl behind the curtain who slowly morphs into the supervillain.
Konsevich is sympathetic and very funny as the befuddled, relatable Evan. Brian DiRaimondo, Julie Lorson, and Ronni Schweitzer round out the cast wonderfully in multiple roles, including several of the other bees caught in Alexa’s honey whom Evan calls on in his plan to get even. It all makes for an entertaining and faithful rendering of Keane’s clever classic, a cautionary tale that is all the more relevant in this modern age of Social Media, Influencers, and the “almost famous” who will do anything to get to the top of the search engine.
As Bees in Honey Drown is deftly directed by Tarmo Kirsimäe. It runs through June 1 at the Bacca Arts Center in Lindenhurst, Long Island. For more information, go to https://modernclassicsli.booktix.com/dept/main/e/Bees
The Wit and Wisdom of Felipe Luz as written by Jim Catapano
An Up-and-Coming Cabaret Star Looks at Life, Love, Lust, and Everything Else That Happens Under the Covers
“As tempting as it is, please refrain from opening your dating apps during this show,” requests Felipe Luz in a voiceover at the beginning of their show, dubbed “Men Are Trash and I’m a Raccoon.”
Luckily, Luz is too engaging for that to be a concern. They’re not performing in a one-person show; They are a one-person show.
Luz is a Manhattanite who pursued an MFA in Acting at Ohio University (where they recently brought their show). They are a self-described “Brazilian multi-hyphenate and teaching artist” who believes “we should all live our lives as works of art.” And they are fulfilling this 100 percent in their ongoing theatrical journey, where they regale the crowd with persona life stories and lessons—with plenty of laughs along the way.
A stage is set with Japanese byōbu screens flanking a semi-dressed mannequin behind a makeup mirror and table, and a satin-sheeted bed. Luz emerges, a lighthouse beacon coming to rescue us from our denial of how modern life works (or doesn’t).
“How much will people put themselves into boxes only to get laid?” they observe. “Isn’t Grindr the LinkedIn of Sex”? And thus, the tone is set, and it’s lots of Truth and implied Dare. Luz proceeds to lay down the ground rules that must be followed if anyone wants their attention—no sex with idiots, no politics, no questions asked—while acknowledging that all those rules get dropped if Luz is feeling “super-horny.”
Luz’s honesty is refreshing and hilarious, and we laugh as they shine the spotlight back on us, urging us to consider our own motives in life and love. The show is filled with Luz’s astute observations and revelations; they admit they’ve always been a
“manic pixie dream boy,” who often exists solely as a “plot device” for people to learn about themselves before they move on to someone else (a stunning realization that surely hits home for many of us).
Lux is the kind of performer who holds your attention from beginning to end (an end that arrives too soon and leaves the audience wanting more). Their storytelling is rich and poignant, peppered with hilarity and familiarity, emotion and vulnerability. A relationship begins, addictions are addressed and conquered, feelings increase and diminish, restlessness and doubt creep in, and a wondering of what else is out there leads to growing apart and finally, a breakup.
“I’ll be forever grateful to you for showing me that I deserve love,” Luz says to their unseen former partner in a bittersweet, teary moment. Then the mood changes, as Luz, jumping excitedly on the bed, announces a plan to message all the boys they’ve ever dated and call them out— “just for the drama!”
Social media, and its impact on modern dating, gets a turn under Luz’ powerful microscope. In a nutshell, they observe that our addiction to checking on people from our past online means we can never truly turn the page and free ourselves, and our former objects of affection know this. “I’ll start dating someone else in two weeks, and they won’t even be that pretty, and you’ll wonder what’s wrong with you!” Luz proclaims to a past paramour (another shot to the heart).
It’s then that a true shot to the heart is delivered. “We’re always waiting for someone, so we don’t want to get too attached, because there might be someone better waiting around the next corner.” Luz knows themself—and us—very well.
“Men Are Trash and I’m a Racoon” recently ran at Brooklyn’s The Rat, and further NYC shows are coming this year. Follow Felipe on Instagram at @letherebefelipeluz to see what they do next (and where you can see them do it!).
Is That in the Script? asks Jim Catapano regarding Joseph P. Krawczyk’s Living the Play
Joseph P. Krawczyk’s Living the Play: A Dangerous Time for Women Is Timely, Clever, and Compelling
It is November 5, 2024. Crystal (Chelsea Clark), a New York Theatre actor, and her partner Jeremy (Nathan Cusson), a psychotherapist, are coming back to their apartment after voting for Kamala Harris on Election Day. Crystal awaits the outcome with tremendous trepidation while Jeremy just “que-sera-seras” and suggests they hope for the best. Crystal is also gearing up for her lead role in a make-or-break Off-Broadway production, a two-hander about a woman whose pregnancy and subsequent difficulties in getting proper reproductive care lead to tragedy. Jeremy’s apparent nonchalance (masking an anxious personality, as we soon learn) exasperates the passionate Crystal. She implores her reluctant partner to run lines with her. Jeremy, whose own acting career was brief and long ago, reads the lines initially in a disinterested monotone. But he has a didactic memory, and begins to get very familiar with a show that he’s not even in. The rehearsal of the tense dialogue between the couple in the play begins to mix with Crystal and Jeremy’s actual discourse and their real-life relationship difficulties, leading to the ominous mantra, “is that in the script?” (or, are we really saying these things to each other?). Soon neither they—or us—is certain where Crystal and Jeremy end and their characters begin.
The play-within-a-play technique, set against the backdrop of the real-life circumstances its audience finds itself in the United States of 2025, makes Living the Play a unique and powerful experience. We who are observing the couple know how the election of 2024 is going to end; how it’s going to affect Crystal; and how it threatens her rights as a woman. A revelation drives home that her character’s plight in the play could well be a foreshadowing of her own future, and Jeremy—whose “life is not at risk,” as she reminds him—seems incapable of the support and understanding she needs from a partner. Crystal had turned off the news for the remainder of November 5 after casting her vote, and it’s left to Jeremy to inform her of the outcome. She grabs a pillow and screams into it, and It’s a sad and chilling moment of recognition for those of us who wanted things to go another way. Jeremy continues to play the “it won’t be that bad” tune, ignorant of the fact that he is dismissing Crystal’s fear, and the clear and present danger that every woman is now in.
With this dark cloud over the future and their relationship, Crystal carries on with the play with Jeremy’s grudging assistance, the dialogue continuing to blur with their reality. When she brings out the real loaded gun she owns, mistaking it for the prop gun from the play, it drives home how close they are to living out the tragic circumstances of the show she’s so absorbed in.
The outcome of the election has consequences for the production itself too, as the understudy for Crystal’s scene partner, a transgender person, leaves for Canada. Jeremy is now the understudy for a role he doesn’t want, just one more defection away from being the lead. He desperately tries to get out of it and yet begins to paradoxically get more involved, his photographic memory causing an unexpected engagement with the material. He even questions the playwright’s choices, which draws further ire from his partner. We can feel the walls closing in as not only is Crystal’s career and relationship in danger, but so is her very future as a woman in America, as her rights to bodily autonomy and reproductive care begin to slip away, and the one person she wants to depend on can only shrug helplessly.
Clark and Cusson are astonishing in their roles—believable, relatable, and skillful in their juggling of their own characters’ voices with those of the characters of the play they are rehearsing. By showing how the suppression of rights impacts one person whom we’ve grown to care about, Krawczyk has driven the urgency of the situation home. His words are expertly brought to life by Clark and Cusson, under the deft guidance of Director Eddie Lew and Assistant Director Carrie Stribling. Just as Crystal is taking on injustice and fighting for her future through creativity, so is the team behind Living the Play showing us how art is one of our greatest weapons to wield against the tyranny of the times.
Living the Play: A Dangerous Time for Women is dedicated to Amber Thurman, Taysha Sobieski, Josseli Barnica, and Candi Miller, who lost their lives due to the denial of timely reproductive care.
The play runs at the American Theatre of Actors through May 18, 2025.
REVIEW by JIM CATAPANO: A Fractured Family Searches for Connection
A House Divided Visits a Family in the Aftermath of the Events of 2016 and 2020
Thanksgiving Day, 2021. COVID lingers. The Trump Era is (temporarily) interrupted. The working-class Gebauer family of south Philadelphia reunites for their first in-person gathering in years, after their personal and political differences had driven them apart. Thus begins A House Divided: A Blue Collar Comedy on National Themes, a timely, powerful and very entertaining work by Joshua Crone.
Jim (Mark Thomas McKenna) is a long-haul trucker and Trump supporter, separated from his liberal wife, schoolteacher Rosalie (Alyssa Simon), who is hosting for the holiday. “Granny” Alice (Jenny Martel) is initially not in attendance, and is only appearing via FaceTime, as Jim has refused to vaccinate and she doesn’t want to risk exposure. Adam McDowell is the Gebauer’s son Jimmy, a pastor, who has brought his devout girlfriend Grace (Kinah Britton), a woman of color, to the gathering. The couple has two related major life announcements to tell the family, but Jimmy is aware that they may not go over well, particularly with the “old-fashioned” (to put it mildly) Alice. Sammy (Hayley Pace) is the Gebauer’s other child, arriving with a Covid mask on—and a major life announcement of his own, which is unlikely to be welcomed by either Alice or Jim. All is revealed at the unseen dinner, and the family returns to the living room to deal with the aftermath, the chasm between them even wider than before.
Where the characters agree and disagree is handled very interestingly and realistically. Jimmy is the only character who tries to consistently put acceptance and understanding above all else, but struggles to maintain the role of peacekeeper. Jim is somewhat sympathetic to the Black Lives Matter movement, agreeing that police brutality and prejudice is a real thing, but he rolls his eyes at Rosalie’s having put a BLM flag in the window—suspecting it’s only there because Grace was coming. Rosalie later admits he’s right, but Grace is not impressed, and actually distances herself from the movement. Sammy and Alice agree on masks, but decidedly differ on Sammy’s revelation.
Hayley Pace gives a nuanced, sensitive performance as Sammy, who reveals to the family that he will seek gender-affirming surgery—despite being assigned female at birth, he’s a boy and always has been. The reactions of the other characters vary dramatically; Jim is aghast, verbally dismissive, and refuses to use Sammy’s pronouns (as foreshadowed earlier in the play when he can’t even remember to use his wife’s own preferred version of her name). The old-school religious Grace also condemns the notion, driving a wedge between her and Jimmy, who fully supports his sibling. Progressive Rosalie is also completely on Sammy’s side, but also very awkward and occasionally unhelpful—and Sammy calls her on that. The frustrated Rosalie later admits that as an ally she’s trying to do the right thing, but feels she keeps doing it the wrong way. Meanwhile the spark is still there between her and Jim, and they go from flirting to fighting in the blink of an eye—again, a very realistic take on the complexities of human relationships.
Crone’s writing crucially does not take sides—events play out and the audience is allowed to take it all in without being manipulated into any character’s corner. The effect is a blend of All in The Family and the notorious “Seven Fishes” episode of The Bear. Which is to say there is a lot of humor mixed in with the dysfunctional strife, making the story more true-to-life than it would have been if it were nothing but melodramatic angst and shouting. Early on there is a comedic sequence involving the charred turkey, which brings in a fireman (Will Maizel) after a funny phone mix-up with the operator (Tiffany Ray). There’s even two invisible (but adorable) energetic cats, Smokey and Bandit, unseen but very much heard.
The characters escape from the conflict by reminiscing about the good times back in the day, trying to recapture the bond among them. They take turns noodling meditatively at the electric piano at the front of the stage. Jim tunes out the fighting literally, by singing loudly as he works on fixing the fireplace, trying to reclaim his former role in the family. These interludes culminate in an unexpected, hilarious Broadway-style song (by Michael and Joshua Crone) from the entire cast that provides a catharsis, and gently pokes fun at the inherent weirdness of the musical trope of everyone knowing the same song and suddenly bursting into it.
The actors gel remarkably, giving the impression of relationships with a long, complex history. At the end of the play we see them all as human beings, and despite their very serious differences the connections and love are still there among them. A heartwarming sequence involving popcorn and family-favorite movie Convoy drives this home (and “warm fuzzies” abound). A House Divided successfully shows us the angst, heartache, and growing pains of the 2020s, but reminds us that warmth and sweetness can still follow.
A House Divided is directed by Thoeger Hansen and is a production of Night Cook Studio. It runs at The NuBox at John DeSotelle studio through March 30, 2025.
Arts Independent 