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![]() SEASON 2001 NEW PLAYS | BEAUTY QUEEN | FOREVER PLAID | ERICA | EMPEROR | VERGE |
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Presented for the First Time| THE PLAYS | THE EVENT |
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| NEW! Joseph
and Josephine by
Tevia Abrams
mild-mannered young man finds himself overpowered intellectually by his father-in-law and emotionally by his mother-in-law. Look for Abrams' ERICA'S LAST MISSION-- presented in concert during the Season 2000 New Plays Reading Series, in its fully- staged premiere production this season! |
| NEW! THE
GIRL WHO TALKED TO TREES by
Mary Clifford
nine-year old girl's created world of loving friends in the natural setting of her own backyard. Tri-State actor, director, and playwright Mary Clifford finds the child within us all. |
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| NEW!INVITATION
TO THE DANCE by
Maxim Mazumdar
struggle with triumph, fame, competition, family, and love. |
| NEW! 99¢
DREAMS
by
Judylee Oliva
searching through the dusty decaying shelves in a dilapidated shop, looking for the things they left behind, or never found. Don't miss this startling evocation of regret and discovery from the pen of this provocative and searching writer. Judylee Oliva's ON THE SHOWROOM FLOOR was read in the SEASON 2000 New Plays Reading Series and will be given a full production in the 2002 season. |
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Co-winner
of the 1998 Lucille Lortel Award for outstanding play.
WINNER
OF FOUR TONY AWARDS!


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| "[McDonagh
is] the most wickedly funny, brilliantly abrasive
young dramatist on either side of the Irish Sea.... He is a
born storyteller."
--NEW YORK TIMES |
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"McDonagh is a natural storyteller who knows how to express a theme through
action, and he knows how to create a gallery of fascinating
rogues. The energy of his plays is prodigious
... McDonagh has managed to celebrate what remains enduring
and alive in human nature even in the most
appalling circumstances."
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"Mr. McDonagh ... [is] like a young version of Synge in exile whose
voice, worn with sorrow and savage humor,
owes a debt to Synge's PLAYBOY OF THE WESTERN WORLD.... THE BEAUTY QUEEN
OF LEENANE is a gothic dark comedy."
--THE NEW YORK OBSERVER |
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"[A] . . . brilliant, dark and very funny
play . . . . What makes it so universally
eloquent is that the realism tips over
into a cruel but moving comedy.
The dialogue is so superbly strange, the storytelling so skilled, that
the whole acquires the speed and fascination
of a fairy tale."
--THE NEW YORK DAILY NEWS |
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''The Beauty Queen of Leenane,'' the stunning
new play from the young Anglo-Irish dramatist
Martin McDonagh, is like sitting down to a square meal after a long diet
of salads and hors d'oeuvres. Before you know it, your appetite has come
alive again, and you begin to feel nourished in ways you had forgotten
were possible.
For what Mr. McDonagh has provided is something exotic in today's world of self-conscious, style-obsessed theater: a proper, perfectly plotted drama that sets out, above all, to tell a story as convincingly and disarmingly as possible. ''The Beauty Queen of Leenane" . . . is on many levels an old-fashioned, well-made play. Yet it feels more immediate and vital than any new drama in many seasons. . . . Mr. McDonagh, who is only 27 years old, has a master's hand at building up and subverting expectations in a cat-and-mouse game with the audience, of seeming to follow a conventional formula and then standing it on its head. The play offers the satisfactions of a tautly drawn mystery . . . . With ''Beauty Queen,'' . . . nearly everything feels organic, an inevitable outgrowth of character and environment. The play never leaves its single setting, . . . a shabby room in the hilltop country cottage inhabited by old Mag Folan and her embittered daughter, Maureen . And though we are told the women do in fact step out of their house from time to time, you feel they never really leave it. They come to seem as imprisoned as the characters in Sartre's ''No Exit.'' The evening's opening image finds Mag seated, stock-still, before a television set, and she looks as if she has been there for centuries. . . . It is obvious that if Maureen is ever to escape into a life of her own, she will have to dislodge a mother who appears as immovable as a mountain. The symbiosis between [the characters] is extraordinary as Mag and Maureen swap insults, demands and recriminations in a circular game of one-upmanship. It is a game that has obviously been going on for many years, and while the resentment behind it is real, so is the devious pleasure each takes from it. Mr. McDonagh's spare, brutal dialogue is measured out . . . with a refined timing that is both comic and ineffably sinister. In all of Mr. McDonagh's plays, there's a sense that life is cheap and a piquant awareness of the skull beneath the skin. . . . In the telling, this play seems as clear as day. When you look back on it, it's the shadows that you can't stop thinking about. --THE NEW YORK TIMES |
| THE STORY--
THE BEAUTY
QUEEN OF LEENANE is set in the mountains of Connemara, County Galway, in
a town so blighted by rancor, ignorance, and spite that, as the local priest
complains, God Himself seems to have no jurisdiction there. BEAUTY QUEEN
tells the darkly comic tale of Maureen Folan, a plain and lonely woman
in her early forties, and Mag, her manipulative aging mother, whose interference
in Maureen’s first and possibly final chance of a loving relationship sets
in motion a train of events that leads inexorably towards the play’s terrifying
dénouement. The mutual loathing between ancient, manipulative
Mag and her virginal daughter, Maureen, may be more durable
than any love.
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"Musical Bliss!" 

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--WALL STREET JOURNAL |
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--THE NEW YORK TIMES |
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--THE BOSTON GLOBE |
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--ASSOCIATED PRESS |
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--TIME MAGAZINE |
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--THE NEW YORKER |
| THE STORY:
Once upon a time, there were four guys (Sparky, Smudge, Jinx and Frankie)
who loved to sing. They all met in high school, when they joined the Audio
Visual Club (1956). Discovering that they shared an affection for music
and entertaining, they got
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Fun and Surprises! 
FOR THE ENTIRE
FAMILY!
Lyrics by Academy Award Winner Paul Webster
of "Love is a Many Splendored Thng!"
| THE STORY:
A handsome prince, embittered by a scheming woman, has run away. His companion is a tough rogue, loyal and brave. Unspeakable villains are conspiring to ruin a gullible neighbor king by exploiting his love of finery, and they throw the companions into a dungeon. A beautiful princess sneaks in at midnight with food for the starving vagabonds. They soon have a chance to match wits with the palace schemers and there is a very surprising ending! The score by top professionals is thrilling! In the witty enigmatic "Nothing Can Be Something," the lyricist matches the famous ability of author Hans Christian Anderson to combine sweetness, humor, and wisdom; and with his climactic love song, "Our Face," he equals or surpasses his familiar Academy Award song, "Love is a Many Splendored Thing." |
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gloriously untamed! 

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| "
Eric Overmyer's splendid On the Verge
. . . is a lingual tour de force
about language. It's also about notions of progress, civilization, imagination,
interpretation and theater itself. But above all it's about the way we
use language to explain, define, control and come to terms with experience.
If this sounds heady, rest assured that it's also one of the funniest, wackiest, most imaginative comedies you're going to see this season. It is a fusillade of richly woven words, puns, neologisms, malapropisms, song lyrics and word plays. . . . Besides being hearty, protean writing, it's also highly artificial, theatrical writing, and most of the action and energy of the work comes through the language. . . . the play rings with wit, facility, dazzling audacity and intelligence. It shows writing that's a dream and the sort of imagination the theater has been lacking of late and welcomes back here with open arms." --MINNEAPOLIS STAR AND TRIBUNE |
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"Cross the wordplay of S.J. Perelman with the world-in-a-time-warp vision
of Caryl Churchill and you might approximate the special flavor of "On
the Verge or the Geography of Yearning . . .
Blending Tom Stoppard's limber linguistics with the historic overview of a Thornton Wilder, Mr. Overmyer takes his audience on a mirthful safari that leads from darkest Africa to Terra Incognita, spinning into time travel. . . . A frolicsome jaunt through a continuum of space, time, history, geography, feminism and fashion, Mr. Overmyer's cavalcade is on the verge of becoming a thoroughly serendipitous theatrical journey. . . . Mr. Overmyer has written a play that is joyfully feminist." --THE NEW YORK TIMES |
| "Overmyer
has a lively literary wit, a mad sense of
logic and an
eagerness, bordering on the surrealistic, to liberate the stage from its
naturalistic shackles. On The Verge
is the stage equivalent of one of Joseph Cornell's boxes. . . .
--THE WASHINGTON POST |
| THE STORY--
Overmyer sets his play in the Victorian 19th century, that confidently optimistic period when people really thought they were on the verge of totally understanding the universe and cracking all the mysteries of the cosmos. Science an all-consuming pursuit and everywhere people were setting off on explorations into unknown territories to uncover those remaining Arcadias not yet mapped, charted, and categorized. Many of these explorers were redoubtable women from the most respectable classes who hitched up their wool skirts, plunked on pith helmets, packed stores of tea and biscuits and headed off into the unknown seeking adventure and tales to tell. It is three of these women around whom Overmyer has wrapped this rhetorical cascade of a play. The three--Mary, Fanny, and Alexandra, experienced adventurers all-set off in 1888 to explore Terra Incognita, merrily seeking relics and pursuing strange native behavior, all of which they gaily interpret from their privileged, American mid-Victorian points of view. Something as simple as an old egg beater in their eyes can only be a mystic talisman, a totem, an amulet. Even a cannibal who truly is what he eats and a puppy dog Yeti can't daunt these dauntless women, so confident are they of the superiority of their own culture. As they continue their travels, however, they hit a time warp and become time travelers, moving slowly from the 19th century into the 195Os, the Eisenhower era, where new artifacts such as "I Like Ike" buttons, mysterious new Gods such as Mr. Coffee, new native foods such as Cool Whip and primitive tribal customs such as rock 'n' roll suddenly begin appearing. The native behavior, if anything, gets even stranger. Only The National Review reminds them of their own time. . . . Coming from a self-satisfied, secure and optimistic era they are suddenly in another age of self-confident optimism, one that proves, from our even later vantage point as banal and self-deluding as the Victorian era. . . . The three women understand the future no more than they do their own time but, having confidently defined this new world, they resolutely march into it! |
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Plays by Mr. Overmyer include ON THE VERGE;NATIVE
SPEECH; IN A PIG'S
Mr Overmyer served as a Visiting Professor
of Playwriting at Yale School of Drama; and Mentor
ON THE VERGE has been performed
extensively throughout the United State, Canada, Australia,
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| THE AUTHOR'S COMMENTS ON THE RESOURCES OF ON THE VERGE:
On The
Verge is not a docu-drama. I first encountered the historical
Victorian lady travelers
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