Thursday, December 6, 2012

Kittens!

Best New Play Of The Summer? Annex’s Fantastic “Kittens In A Cage”

Published by on August 9th, 2012
Tracy Leigh is Janine in Annex’s “Kittens in a Cage” by Kelleen Conway Blanchard.
Photo: Ian Johnston/Annex
Review: “Kittens in a Cage” by Kelleen Conway Blanchard. Music by Rick Miller. Directed by Bret Fetzer. With Francesca Mondelli, Katie Driscoll, Laurel Ryan, Erin Stewart, Tracy Leigh, Erin Pike and Lisa Viertel as The Matron. Now through August 25, 2012 at the Annex Theatre.
Not gonna fool around with this review…let’s cut to the chase. Annex Theatre’s current production of local playwright Kelleen Conway Blanchard’s “Kittens in a Cage” is the funniest, hippest, most entertaining play I’ve seen all summer…which is saying a lot for a better than usual summer that’s included strong work from Strawshop (Accidental Death of an Anarchist), the 5th Avenue (Rent) and big fancy festivals from ACT and Intiman. On paper it sounds slight: “Kittens in a Cage” is a parody of women in prison films so beloved for their camp value and opportunities to feature bosomy women having cat fights and lesbian encounters. It sounds very much like the type of silly show you’d see in a gay bar and performed by drag queens (and, there’s nothing wrong with that type of show!) but while it’s your usual story of the new girl arriving in a badass prison for women and having to deal with tough broads, knife attacks, lesbian lust and nasty prison guards, Ms Blanchard has the audacity to turn a run of the mill parody on its ear by sneaking in horror film elements not to mention several musical numbers with songs specifically composed for this show by Rick Miller. It’s a parody of three different genres at the same time!
But, Kelleen Conway Blanchard’s script rises up above the mundane and while it features plenty of silly jokes about “eating clams” and enough exposed cleavage to fuel the fantasies of a million horny old men in raincoats, it’s also a cleverly constructed piece of theater with camp but fully realized characters and dialogue far wittier than what you would expect from a genre spoof. And, by not solely focusing on spoofing ONE type of genre, but bringing in elements from the worlds of horror films and Broadway musicals, the playwright cleverly creates a new and original work and not just a tired cliche of women in prison films. Not every joke works, and the ending of the play feels a bit rushed, but Ms Blanchard’s gift for creating oddball characters and situations and placing them within the context of a properly structured and paced piece of dramatic writing enables “Kittens” to be both FUN while retaining a sense of literary worth. It’s like eating a really delicious dessert only to discover that the chef has cut the fat and added nutritional value without you even being aware of it. Win/Win!
But, a clever script is only as good as the production that brings it to life and the team behind “Kittens in a Cage” do top notch work with the lead example being Bret Fetzer’s terrifically clever staging of a show that includes cat fights, eye gougings, shower scenes, tap dancing and genetic mutation experiments. Mr. Fetzer also co-designed the equally terrific set, with Ian Johnston, that allows this play to visit a lot of different locales within the prison…and a visit to Mexico as well. And, ALL the design work in “Kittens” is equally spectacular, (made even more amazing by the Annex’s tiny budget) with clever and cunning work from Kyle Thompson (Sound), Tess Malone (Lighting), Meaghan Darling (Costumes) and Jana Hutchison’s superb work on the hair and make-up designs. “Kittens in a Cage” is a smart, good looking production that rivals and frankly exceeds the work done on Intiman’s far larger budgeted and similarly campy “Miracle!” It’s A level work on a D level budget.
“Kittens” also delights because it offers female actors the opportunity to perform in a comedic ensemble…and, the expert work of the seven actresses in “Kittens” will have you begging for more chances to see funny women working together on stage. The play focuses on Junie, the newcomer to the prison, who’s deliciously played by Francesca Mondelli as one part Betty Boop and one part Snooki from “Jersey Shore”. Ms Mondelli is not a familiar face to me but her great comedic AND musical talents have me wanting to see much more of her; it’s excellent work from a fresh, new face.
She’s backed up by an excellent ensemble comprised of veteran Annex performers. Laurel Ryan as Vickie, the tough as nails object of Junie’s affections; Katie Driscoll as the brutal but repressed lesbian guard Nancy; Erin Pike as the mute but delightfully deranged cannibal killer/tap dancing whiz Barbara, and Tracy Leigh as the bosomy Southern Diva/Head Bitch on the Cell Block are all delightfully committed to their larger than life roles and perform them with great hilarity and attention to comedic detail.
But, I have to signal out some special attention to Erin Stewart who expertly plays three very different characters, (a dingbat pregnant inmate named Peggy; Junie’s bitchy opportunistic mom, and the weaselly and eternally victimized inmate Lois) and you frequently forget it’s the same actress playing all three roles. It’s hard enough to give one great comedic performance; Ms Stewart manages to bring three to the table.
And, some might say it’s typecasting; beloved Annex actress Lisa Viertel has played more than one Lady Monster character in an Annex play, but her delightfully macabre Prison Matron is equal parts menace and empathy. Ms Blanchard wrote the material, but a long, delightfully crazy monologue about a deranged pet monkey given by Ms Viertel is just one of many highlights in this production. The writing is terrific and it was perfectly staged by Mr. Fetzer, but the performance is so precisely nuanced and pitched that it becomes a great work of art in the hands of Ms
Viertel. It’s a brilliant performance in a show that’s packed to the gills with them.
In a nutshell: “Kittens in a Cage” is a funny, witty, naughty romp through chicks in prison films, with a spicy dash of horror and all overlaid with a delicious lesbionic sauce of camp and heaving bosoms. It’s the most fun on a Seattle stage happening on a Seattle stage right now, and maybe all year. Do not miss it.

Kittens!

Heaving Bosoms in Cellblock Three!

The Femme-sploitation Prison Satire of Kittens in a Cage

Heaving Bosoms in Cellblock Three!
Let's start with full disclosure: This show is rich with Stranger conflicts of interest. Playwright Kelleen Conway Blanchard wrote a piece for this year's Queer Issue, the (gorgeous, frameable) poster was drawn by 2012 Genius shortlister Ellen Forney, director Bret Fetzer used to write for The Stranger, and our current theater intern, Erin Pike, is one of the actors. And oh, yeah—Annex Theater is right across the street.
Sorry, two-block-radius haters, but Kittens in a Cage is a fucking riot.
Kittens takes on women's-prison B movies and pulp novels with biting wit—no worries about offending anyone—and a gorgeous splatter of comically short prison uniforms (top buttons undone), smeared red lipstick, bright blue eye shadow, bouffant hairdos, and crazy accents. Junie (Francesca Mondelli), a young, innocent-seeming inmate, quickly befriends tough-girl Vicki (Laurel Ryan) and tries to stay clear of queen bitch Jeanine (Tracy Leigh)—she of the tallest hair and most prominent tits. Jeanine's sidekick, Barbara (Pike), wears a deranged, vacant expression and never speaks. "After she ate all them Girl Scouts, she ate her own tongue, too," Jeanine drawls in explanation. The script is punctuated with matter-of-fact references to the women's crimes, always delivered straight-faced for full effect: "I knew the baby killer wouldn't've done her in! The baby killer loves everybody. Except babies."
This wicked, uproarious show features an all-female cast—not impossibly rare, but not common enough. Bosoms heave, brains leak out of heads, and women make out. Blanchard seems fully aware and in control while she wades into the muck of exploitation entertainment, with a wink and a nod (and a shiv) to its complicated history of empowerment. The actors make the most of their archetypes, exaggerating facial expressions, smashing their boobs around, and fighting fiercely across tables and shower stalls. Blanchard has also woven in a helplessly funny repeating gag where the female prisoners go spelunking, sometimes elbow-deep, up their own vaginas to pull out contraband. Pike is the best offender here, her long limbs contorting and straining—at one point, she sits on the toilet, extracts two tap shoes from between her legs, and begins practicing a tap-dance routine for the prison talent show.
Kittens also maintains an undercurrent of sharp satire, as the evil matron and dopey-but-abusive prison guard embody the absurdity and oppressiveness of prison systems. (For example, the pair runs sadistic science experiments on poorly behaved inmates.) Kittens in a Cage is mostly fun, but it delivers a few smart, subversive jabs at real issues. And don't forget to try the cocktail special, a Shanked in the Shower. It's red. recommended

Kitten's Review



'Kittens in a Cage' unleashes caustic prison parody

Annex Theatre's premier production of "Kittens in a Cage" offers an unmoored and funny parody of a particular brand of cheap B movies.
Special to The Seattle Times
Theater review
"Kittens in a Cage"
By Kelleen Conway Blanchard, through Aug. 25 at Annex Theatre, 110 E. Pike St., Seattle; $5-$15 (206-728-0933 or www.acttheatre.org).
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By the time Annex Theatre's premiere production of "Kittens in a Cage" ends with a demented song-and-dance number set to a Spanish translation of one of Elvis Presley's biggest hits, one might wonder how the show arrived from its opening premise — a parody of women's prison movies — to a state of unmoored, if funny, madness.
But what could be nuttier in the first place than that familiar exploitation cinema genre?
From the 1930s through at least the 1980s (some of us have stopped noticing since then), cheap B-movies about bad girls locked up in a hoosegow hothouse of sadism, female violence, lesbian sex and sexual extortion have titillated fans and provided pop culture fodder for critics.
"Kittens in a Cage," written by Kelleen Conway Blanchard and directed by Bret Fetzer, embraces the form as ripe for satire and, in doing so, undercuts its lurid power as a fantasy of abuse and victimization.
A strong, talented all-female cast takes on, with admirable gusto, such brand staples as a shower scene ending in bloodshed, a running battle between alpha-convicts, a monstrous prison matron (Lisa Viertel) and her sycophant, a pathological guard (Katie Driscoll).
Much of the show's caustic humor comes from juxtaposing relative innocence with relative guilt (a typical element from the films, lampooned here).
Francesca Mondelli gets the balance right as a garrulous, wide-eyed new inmate who might be cute but hints at unspeakable deeds.
Laurel Ryan and Tracy Leigh are dynamos of pure appeal and homicidal impulse, and Erin Pike is a huge plus as a nonspeaking cannibal with tiny traces of humanity.
Thankfully, "Kittens" never veers into camp, ultimately shedding genre conventions and getting some mixed results with outright lunacy.
Perhaps Blanchard could have offered a little more, in her ironic but meaningful fashion, about the appeal of cult entertainment with a high degradation factor.
But there's something to be said for just seeing this cast take the material and run with it.
Tom Keogh: tomwkeogh@gmail.com

Monday, May 7, 2012

Big Story Small! Come see my play based on St. Joan.


Performing at Theatre Off Jackson May 10, 11, & 12.   
Pony World Theatre is bringing back our 2010 creation, Big Story Small, with an all new collection of theatre classics distilled into potent little packages. 

Tickets are $15 general admission and $12 for students, seniors, and TPS members. 
Advance tickets can be purchased at Brown Paper Tickets

A Review of Death, Sex: Election Season

A Review of Death, Sex: Election Season
Though the program promises you "nine 10-minute comedies," you should be warned that on Friday and Saturday nights, Balagan Theatre splits the nine short plays of Death, Sex into two programs—the first five show at 8 p.m., the rest at 11 p.m. The audience is informed before the eight o'clock show that if they bring their programs back after a nearly two-hour "intermission," they can get into the other four plays for free. This is a remarkable (many would say stupid) amount of trust to put into an audience.
Last Saturday, I was the only person in the stands for the late show. Someone holding a clipboard came out and told me that, due to some sort of "disaster," the show had been canceled, so I can only report on the quality of the first half. The real shame is that the first two plays, Blood in the Water and ReCount, should have been cut, leaving us with a much more manageable seven-play slate. The program makes much of the fact that Death, Sex is an attempt to "put the focus on the writing," so much so that actors aren't credited for specific roles. Water doesn't stand up to that kind of focus. It's built on a paper-thin premise—a zombie and a vampire take part in a presidential debate—and builds to a corny statement about bipartisanship. ReCount is just a total mess.
But the other three plays are energetic, acerbic works of satire. Kelleen Conway Blanchard's Amphrite is about three panicked fast-food employees who sit, bunkered, inside their restaurant as Lovecraftian creatures destroy the world outside. It builds to a goofy apocalyptic climax (reminiscent of the glory days of Open Circle Theatre's B-movie-inspired Halloween anthologies), and it's only after it's all done that you realize you just watched a bitter criticism of the uselessness of the media's coverage of presidential campaigns.
Even better is Wayne Rawley's Sex Life, in which a man and a woman prepare to have a one-night stand. The man admits that he's married, which kicks off a series of extortions, more and more unbelievable lies, and filthy sex talk. By the end, everybody—the audience included—feels nauseated at how things have escalated. It's a whole political campaign condensed into 10 vivid minutes.
Matt Smith's Mitt Romney Meets the Sphinx is more on the nose than Amphrite and Sex Life, but it's still a sharp satire, like a living political cartoon. Mitt Romney is played by Curtis Eastwood, who doesn't go for easy impersonation but still manages to say some very Romneyesque lines—"I'm a businessman; I know about business" and "I'm confident I hear what you're saying"—with a chipper Mormon lilt. He must gain the approval of the Sphinx (Allison Strickland, covering every syllable of dialogue with silk until it's time to pounce) who assures Romney, "You need my blessing... my sexy blessing" in order to win the presidency. Let's face it: When you're looking to parody the way candidates have to mutilate their core beliefs to win elected office, it's virtually impossible to go over the top.

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Kittens in a Cage at The Gala

My new play, "Kittens in a Cage" is being produced at Annex Theater in July!!!
We did a reading at their Silver Anniversary Gala.


The Gregory Awards

Hey. The Gregory Awards Happened! I was nominated for my play, "Hearts are Monsters" Many glamorous Seattle Theater people came out to celebrate each other and the work. Congratulations to the winners! It was great fun to be included.

















**The Gregory Awards are a set of honors dedicated to theatre in Washington State. Administered by Theatre Puget Sound, the Gregory Awards present an opportunity to come together to honor the outstanding work of our theatre practitioners, and to raise the visibility of the local theatre scene as a whole.