I stopped in at The Little to check out RIT’s Photo House, a grouping of photos displayed on the
walls of the theater’s 2-5 lobby. Ranging widely in style, genre, and talent,
the showcase is a window into what current students are working on, presented
to the shifting audience of moviegoers. I’m always impressed by RIT’s efforts
to have their students involved in Fringe activities, and would like to see
more of our area institutions offer the same to their own creative classes.
“RIT’s Photo House” will be on display throughout the
festival, available for viewing during The Little’s hours. The Little opens at
5 p.m. on Monday through Friday, and at noon on Saturday and Sunday. Free. Appropriate
for all ages.
I saw the humor-filled “The Fiery Sword of Justice,” presented by RAPA at School of the Arts’ Black Box Theatre, Monday evening. The
one-woman show was performed by the charming Lauren Letellier,
whose energetic and witty storytelling combined anecdotes from her time served
as the child of an alcoholic, narcissistic mother to her time working for
various PR firms. As we learned, there are quite a few connections to be made
between the two experiences.
“Mitt Romney was right about one thing,” she quips.
“Corporations really are people. They’re probably the same people you’ve been
trying to get away from your whole life.”
Lettelier explains that in her
younger years, she irked her mother, who was “living in a cocktail-fueled
fantasy,” for not helping to uphold that fantasy. With an early penchant for
calling people out on their bullshit, Lettelier
self-describes as having been “curious, outspoken, and opinionated” child who
kept bursting her mother’s bubble.
Little changed. Later anecdotes had to do with
disillusionment with her work for (mainly) Big Pharma, which has by and large
abandoned medical innovation in favor of the bottom line. One story in
particular about Pfizer ended with her exclaiming: “That’s your definition for
your company? That it’s an ATM for your shareholders!?”
Throughout the show, she weaves memories from both home and
work to illustrate various lessons she’s learned, many of which resonated with
the audience. “Sometimes when you’re the person who points out the problem,”
she says, “it just makes you the problem,” even if you’re right.
And it’s a lonely world, being the bullshit-caller. “My
colleagues were all very supportive — in private,” she says.
Lettelier’s comedic timing and sharp,
philosophic mind, paired with some funny sound effects, made for a very
entertaining production with few problems. Early in the show, it wasn’t easy to
follow which character she was embodying, but the situation resolved quickly as
she abandoned her swift shift between characters and her anecdotes became
clearer.
I didn’t always agree with every stance Letellier
took, though. For example, in her first anecdote about being punished for
speaking up in the corporate setting, she criticized a co-worker’s idea of
resolving the issue of low office moral with an opportunity to provide
anonymous feedback about co-workers and management. Lettelier
seemed to believe that this would create an office climate in which people
would lie about people they were mad at.
By the end of the show, Lettelier
has bowed out of that realm, realizing that she can’t force people to swallow
criticism and like it, too.
“The Fiery Sword of Justice” will not be performed again
during 2015 Fringe.
I scooted next door to the Ensemble Theatre at School of the
Arts for “Me, Ray Charles and Sammy Davis Jr.,” also presented by RAPA.
My only complaint for this excellent tap-dance and musical performance was that
it didn’t take place in a club, and I had no access to a chill adult beverage
to sip on. (Okay, and I was also a little embarrassed by the multitudes of
white people who couldn’t get it together when asked to clap on beat.)
With incredible stamina and the help of a three-piece band
and lovely backup singer, Movin’ Melvin Brown paid
tribute to the two beloved performers name-dropped in the title, as well as
others who Ray and Sammy acknowledged in their own acts.
Taking turns tapping and belting, or doing both at once with
barely a breather, Melvin moved through favorite jazz and blues numbers (I got
chills from his version of Ray Charles’s “Georgia”) with some surprises, like
Ray’s rendition of John Lennon’s “Imagine” (again with the chills).
The show became delightfully meta at times, like when Melvin
impersonated Sammy Davis Jr. doing Gregory Hines doing Michael Jackson,
combining tap with MJ’s iconic moonwalk and frenetic pop-and-lock. The Sammy
set was rightfully rife with jokes and silliness, including an exploration of
what it would look like if Michael Jackson did Riverdance.
See this show!
“Me, Ray Charles and Sammy Davis Jr.” will be performed
again on Tuesday, September 22, at 8:30 p.m. at School of the Arts Ensemble
Theatre. $18.
This article appears in Sep 16-22, 2015.
