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Red Thread’s debut puts spotlight on women, enriches theater scene
By Colin Dabkowski
NEWS ARTS WRITER
In the theater, as in literature and film, few things hold more fascination for audiences than a no-holds-barred battle between psychologically damaged women.
It’s what draws people into shows like Martin McDonagh’s “The Beauty Queen of Leenane,” and to much of Pedro Almodovar’s filmography, to mention two of countless examples.
Catherine Hayes’ “Skirmishes,” a protracted bout of sibling rivalry literally conducted over the writhing body of a woman at the precipice of death, is just such a play.
A production of the show, finely acted and keenly directed by Kelli Bocock-Natale, opened Thursday in the New Phoenix Theatre. It marks the bold and auspicious debut of the Red Thread Theatre, a company dedicated, among other things, to locally unproduced work by and prominently featuring females.
To say that playwright Catherine Hayes has a well-developed appreciation for shock value would be vastly understating the case. The script of this spirited one-act bristles with devastating put-downs traded with crescendoing intensity by sisters Jean (Eileen Dugan) and Rita (Josephine Hogan) as they attend to their dying mother (Kathleen Betsko Yale). Jean, with a terminal martyr complex, had been tending to her mother for many months by the time long-absent Rita arrives at the eleventh hour. Conflict, as you might guess, ensues.
Hayes has an enviable talent for the cutting one-liner — to Jean, having children is “too much like extracting giblets” and death is “overrated as a pastime” — but she sometimes struggles to drop the scrim of shock-humor and allow something like nuanced emotion to seep in.
Dugan imbues Jean with all the tragic world-weariness of a woman whose only remaining pleasure comes from inflicting severe emotional pain on those around her. (See “August: Osage County.”) Her sarcasm is all the more lacerating for being so tossed-off.
As Rita, Hogan creates a figure comfortably oblivious in her near-total lack of concern for others, not least of which are her long-suffering mother and sister. Hogan’s portrait of the insecure aspiring dowager finishes with a flourish when, after talking about her children for the better part of an hour, Rita proclaims that “there is nothing more boring than other people’s children.”
At first glance, it might seem a waste of talent to cast an actress such as Kathleen Betsko Yale in the role of a bedridden invalid with two tiny bits of dialogue. But Betsko Yale, not to be outshone by her counterparts, creates a great deal of her own drama within the strict limits of her character. Her eyes dart around the room madly as the scorpion fight between Dugan and Hogan ebbs and flows, but every so often, if you’re paying attention, you catch meaningful flickers of recognition and genuine emotional pain.
If the quality of acting in “Skirmishes” is any indication of Red Thread’s standards, the Buffalo theater scene just became a great deal richer.
Buffalo Rocket newspaper Buffalo’s theatrical elite came to meet Thursday night at the New Phoenix in Johnson Park. They were drawn in by Red Thread, new theatrical enterprise by five vastly accomplished actresses, portrayers of characters ranging from the fictional Jewish doyen “Rose”(Christine Rausa) to larger-than-life Sophie Tucker (Kelly Bocock-Natale.) First up: “Skirmishes,” by Briton Catherine Hayes, widely praised but seldom staged (four times since 1983, so far as Rocket Man could determine. Two sisters pour out the feud of their lives as their mother lies at death’s precipice, as another reviewer so artfully put it. Mom’s about their only commonality -- one fled to live her own life, the other dutifully remained behind. One struggles, the other has a few quid. One is barren, the other spits out children with slot-machine frequency. Etc. So why is “Skirmishes” so seldom seen? Diagnosis: It cuts terribly close to the bone. Almost everyone in Thursday’s audience could identify with one or more aspects, and older patrons peeked into a difficult future. Eileen Dugan (the stay-at-home) and Josephine Hogan (the maternity ward frequent flier) infused the room with considerable humor (even “bigoted old cow” got a few chuckles) and you haven’t been dissed until Josephine lays a “steww-pid” on you. On paper, sympathy should lie with the dutiful daughter, and it is here that both actresses excel in balancing the act, Dugan in underlining her insults with an almost triumphant chill, Hogan in carrying off an accusatory cluelessness. Playwright Hayes at times makes it sound like a macabre sort of roast, and the bitter sparks from these rival siblings often ignited the enlightened and appreciative throng. Kathleen Betsko Yale portrays the mother, a role which at first appears crafted for skillfully arranged pillows. Yale takes charge with remarkable energy, patience and body control. Director Bocock-Natale has a great sense of movement and distance. Kurt Schneiderman’s lighting was glowingly illuminating. For “Skirmishes,” EIGHT ROCKETS out of 10, through Feb. 21. There are many “pay what you can” stagings. They’re in it for the love of it; Rocket Man awaits the next yarn. Rocket Man for
Thursday Feb. 11, 2010
‘Skirmishes’