Category Archives: Robin Witt

Wastwater at Steep Theatre: What’s that about still waters?

On WDCB on Sunday, we discuss the US premiere of Simon Stephens’ play at Steep, and then K. recommends the two plays she saw at American Players Theatre up in Spring Green, WI.

 

Steep Theatre’s Brilliant Adventures: Gritty Realism with a Time Machine

Plus, J. rejoices at the extension of Lookingglass’s Moby Dick while K. recommends Free Street Theater’s new work about the undocumented young people known as the Dreamers.

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Bruce Norris’s The Qualms at Steppenwolf: An Honest Examination of Relationships or just the Comedy of Cruelty?

The cast of The Qualms, written by ensemble member Bruce Norris and directed by Pam MacKinnon.  Casting includes ensemble member Kate Arrington with Owais Ahmed, Karen Aldridge, Diane Davis, Kirsten Fitzgerald, Keith Kupferer, David Pasquesi, Paul Oakley Stovall and Greg Stuhr.  (Photo by Michael Brosilow.)

Jonathan and Kelly strongly disagree about the new Steppenwolf show: J. approves, while K. has Qualms.  Also: K recommends Men Should Weep at Griffin: nothing like a 1940s Scottish melodrama to liven up your summer!

 

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Men Should Weep, and Audiences Will: Griffin Revives Mid-Century Scottish Melodrama

Griffin Theatre Company’s Chicago premiere of MEN SHOULD WEEP by Ena Lamont Stewart, directed by Robin Witt. Photo by Michael Brosilow.

 K. sez:

From the rash of openings, you wouldn’t think it was the middle of July.  Jonathan and I dueled over Brigadoon on WDCB this past Sunday, and will square off over The Qualms on our Friday podcast.  I’ve seen three or five other pieces, but only one worth drawing attention to:

Men Should Weep, receiving its Chicago premiere at Griffin Theatre, is a fine if really depressing play from the 1940s set in the Glasgow slums.  Notwithstanding the Scottish setting, it’s indistinguishable from the stereotyped Irish play, complete with infuriated women, drunken useless men, poverty, domestic violence–and, in this case, tuberculosis and rickets.  Director Robin Witt secures fine performances from her cast and Ena Lamont Stewart’s play is an absorbing proto-feminist piece.  It’s hardly light summer fare, though, so wait to see it til the next time it rains.  That should be any minute now.  Griffin is performing at the Raven Theatre complex on North Clark Street at the Edgewater-Rogers Park border while it continues to build out its permanent home in an abandoned firehouse.  This production demonstrates once again how worthy the troupe is of a good home.