Category Archives: Comedy

Shorts by Christopher Durang

Durang’s work often deals critically with issues of child abuse, Roman Catholic dogma and culture. While Durang’s use of parody and his criticism of many social institutions might appear overly cynical at times.

Cast members include: Lia Dugal, Mabrie Ormes, Vanessa Hopkins, Jeannine Grizzard, Judith Rosen, Lyda Woods, Jeff Golden, Richard Royce, Rudi Vest, Bradley Zentgraf, & Mike Evans

His plays have been performed nationwide, including on Broadway and Off-Broadway.  We will performing,  Mrs. Sorken, Business Lunch at the Russian Tea Room, Woman Stand-up, Furneral Parlor, Nina in the Morning, Medea and Diversions.

Durang has performed as an actor for both stage and screen. He first came to prominence in his Off-Broadway satirical review Das Lusitania Songspiel, which he performed with friend and fellow Yale alum Sigourney Weaver. Later he co-starred in one of his own plays as Matt in The Marriage of Bette and Boo, as well as Man in the original production of Laughing Wild.


Andy Gorski, a New York transplant, ventures home at Christmas to visit his devout Catholic parents, and introduce Randi, his Jewish-atheist fiancée.

From left:  Mig Windows, David Mannix, Peter Wycliffe, Diane Nichols, and Levi Anderson Photo courtesy of Graham Lewis

From left: Mig Windows, David Mannix, Peter Wycliffe,
Diane Nichols, and Levi Anderson
Photo courtesy of Graham Lewis

Andy’s developmentally-disabled brother, Mickey, lives at home with Phil and Emily Gorski. Although Mickey can barely utter “Greetings,” he is the beating heart of the play, around which the other characters gather for warmth and inspiration.

“We can learn profound lessons from the innocence and joy that people with intellectual disabilities bring into our lives.” says Evalyn Hansen, the Associate Director of ACT and director of “Greetings.”

Tom Dudzick, the playwright, explores how our orthodox religious beliefs divide us when the true purpose of spiritual wonder is to unite people, along the lines of the Golden Rule. Dudzick teaches us that faith is an elastic concept, and through the explosive appearance of a mystical entity, the Gorskis learn the lesson too.

Peter Wickliffe plays Mickey Gorski, the developmentally-disabled son; Wickliffe is a local playwright, filmmaker, and actor who has acted with ACT, Camelot Theatre, and the Randall Theatre. David Mannix plays Stan Gorski, the father.

From left:  Peter Wycliffe and Levi Anderson, Photo courtesy of Graham Lewis

From left: Peter Wycliffe and Levi Anderson,
Photo courtesy of Graham Lewis

Mannix previously played Arthur in ACT’s “End Days”. Mig Windows plays Randi Stein, the atheist-actress. Mig has acted in many local films, including “Redwood Highway,” and “M is for Madness,” and has performed with Levity Improv and Gumshoe Gourmet, LLC. Levi Anderson, who plays Andy, is a local filmmaker and actor who runs Diane Nichols, a local playwright who recently had her play “Tomatoes,” produced at Barnstormers Theater, plays Emily, Andy and Mickey’s mother.

Moonlighting 2013

For several years, ACT’s Moonlighting Series has been inviting local playwrights to submit their best work for staged readings. The seven short plays on deck are:


  • “The Last Dodo and the Last Wooly Mammoth,” by Dori Appel, in which a pre-historic couple faces a cruel reality.
  • “Albert Einstein’s Brain,” by Ron Burch, explores of the dangers of online bidding.
  • “Motherhood” by Archie Koenig, examines the effects of GMO on our children.
  • “Here to Serve You,” by Barbara Lindsay, takes a farcical look at airport security.
  • “Tigers in the Entry,” by Diane Nichols, explores the power interior designers have over their clients.
  • “Doggies,” by Bob Valine, finds a couple howling in the bedroom.
  • “Invisible,” by Lyda Woods, discovers a fetid way to escape middle age.
Moonlighting 2013
Moonlighting 2013


All in the Timing

Ashland Contemporary Theatre leaps into fall with “All in the Timing,” three sparkling and savvy comedies by David Ives.

“Words, Words, Words” ponders the pseudo-science truism:  that monkeys might write Shakespeare’s “Hamlet” if given enough time.  “Mere Mortals” discovers our loftier selves on the fiftieth floor.  “The Universal Language” leads us through labyrinths of language expressing its own moniker of love.

Directed by Evalyn Hansen and featuring a stellar cast, “All in the Timing” plays for two weekends:

Words Words Words


Mere Mortals


Universal Language



Once In A Blue Moon

When Wanda, Jim’s hot but shady ex-high school sweetheart, shows up for an extended stay, hilarious mayhem ensues that rocks his stable marriage. “Wanda’s Visit”, by Christopher Durang is the main feature of “Once in a Blue Moon”, three short plays by established playwrights presented by Ashland Contemporary Theatre. All three plays range from witty to poingnant to absurdly hysterical.

Directed by Evalyn Hansen, the cast includes: Lyda Woods, Maria Ciamaichelo, Daureen Collodel, Eric Epstein, Joe Suste, Jesse Lawson, and Christopher Morton.

Tickets are $12 and can be purchased at Paddington Station in
Ashland and Grocery Outlet in Medford or on line at

Wanda's Visit

End Days

What if you learned from an unimpeachable source that the Rapture was coming — next Wednesday? In Deborah Zoe Laufer’s play “End Days,” now at the Odyssey Theatre Ensemble, Sylvia Stein calls a few friends, warns the rest of the world in the Penny Saver and gathers her family to await salvation. But her family is more interested in snacks than repentance. “Could we all just stop with the chips?” Sylvia asks.

All of Laufer’s deliciously human characters get distracted from their existential despair by trivialities like chips (and sandwiches and social-studies quizzes). Even Sylvia’s personal relationship with Jesus (the wonderful Andrew Ableson, who also does a turn as Stephen Hawking) is mired in the mundane. Ableson’s Jesus looks like he stepped off a 6th century panel painting, but he behaves in ungodly ways, tapping Sweet n’ Low into his coffee, agreeing to “blink once for no, twice for yes” to Sylvia’s questions about the Rapture, and testily calling “Love you, too!” as he flees his needy disciple like an exasperated teenager.

Two years after 9/11, the Stein family is still reeling. Dad Arthur (an amiable Loren Lester) can’t get out of his pajamas. Sylvia (the mesmerizing spark plug Abigail Revasch) has embraced evangelical Christianity. Their high school daughter, Rachel (Zoe Perry, lovely and intense), is a disaffected, snarling Goth. On paper they’re ingredients for a standard dysfunctional family drama. (Yes, Tolstoy: Every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way, but after you’ve seen enough plays, all the ways start to look alike.). And get this: Their unlikely savior, Nelson (the unfailingly charming Charlie Saxton), is a teenage Elvis impersonator.

But Laufer’s unique sense of humor, Lisa James’ lighthearted direction and the actors’ enthusiasm ensure that “End Days,” even at its least plausible, sheds authentic light on the human condition. Jeff McLaughlin’s realistically drab kitchen set may promise a sitcom, but Laufer is as much an heir to Ionesco as to Sherwood Schwartz — and a playwright to watch.

–Margaret Gray

“End Days,” Odyssey Theatre Ensemble, 2055 S. Sepulveda Blvd, Los Angeles. 8 p.m. Wednesdays through Saturdays, 2 p.m. Sundays. Ends Oct. 16. $25-$30. (310) 477-2055 Running time: 2 hours.

Photo: Jesus (Andrew Ableson, right) looks on approvingly as Sylvia (Abigail Revasch) proselytizes to Nelson (Charlie Saxton) in “End Days.” Credit: Enci

It’s Only a Play

”IT’S ONLY A PLAY” is both the title and the most persistent refrain of the frequently uproarious Terrence McNally comedy now to be found at the Manhattan Theater Club. ”Whatever happens tonight, it’s only a play,” the revelers at an opening-night party keep reminding themselves as they wait for the reviews of Broadway’s newest arrival, ”The Golden Egg.” But Mr. McNally knows well that his characters protest far too much. For the fictional show people in ”It’s Only a Play,” the play’s the thing, the only thing – at least until an offer from Hollywood comes along.

Only a writer who loves the theater and has survived its bloodiest wars could have written a comedy like this one, in which naughty show-biz in-jokes coexist with genuine tributes to the theatrical calling. Mr. McNally, the author of some pricelessly funny hits (”Bad Habits,” ”The Ritz”) and the occasional bomb (”The Rink”), is the ideal playwright for the task. Indeed, ”It’s Only a Play” is itself an example of the perilous vicissitudes that attend a career in the American theater. Under the title ”Broadway, Broadway,” this play folded during its 1978 pre-Broadway tryout in Philadelphia. Mr. McNally revised the script and instituted the current title for a well-received 1982 Off Off Broadway production (at the Manhattan Punch Line) that almost no one saw.

The Manhattan Theater Club’s additionally revised edition, directed by John Tillinger, is no doubt definitive. Its cast contains the original star of ”Broadway, Broadway,” James Coco (in funniest form), as well as the director of the 1982 ”It’s Only a Play,” Paul Benedict. Now, as before, Mr. McNally’s comedy is more a cascade of jokes than a play. But, except for roughly 15 minutes of scattered dead spots in Act II, the jokes are so well made that one doesn’t dwell on the playwright’s disinclination to provide the fully drawn characters of ”All About Eve” or the farcical structure of ”Noises Off.” Casual theatergoers should be warned, however, that a knowledge of theatrical ephemera is required to appreciate most of the punch lines. If you cannot identify the likes of Bernard Jacobs, Robert Patrick and ”The Man Who Had Three Arms,” this may not be your hoot.

Among the other butts of Mr. McNally’s cleverest gags are Rita Moreno, Lanford Wilson, Charles Nelson Reilly, Linda Hunt, ”Betty” Bacall and Tovah Feldshuh, not to mention regional theater, preview audiences and certain real-life drama critics (only some of whom work for The New York Times). The forum for the wisecracks is the pink upstairs bedroom (designed by John Lee Beatty) in the moneyed town house where the producer of ”The Golden Egg” is giving ”the party of the year” for ”all Broadway – or what’s left of it.” The only real event in Mr. McNally’s comedy, aside from a reported attack on Arlene Francis by the producer’s pet dog, is the arrival of The Times’s review of the play-within-the-play. The press agent has predicted ”an out-and-out rave.”

While waiting for the newspaper, those who are associated with the play pray for success, even as their best friends secretly wish them failure. Chief among the smiling backbiters is Mr. Coco, cast as James Wicker, a television sitcom star (”I’ll even do ‘Love Boats’!”) who began his career Off Off Broadway with the author of ”The Golden Egg.” Surely Mr. McNally, whose 1969 Off Broadway play ”Next” gave Mr. Coco a career boost, tailored James Wicker for his star. A dyspeptic Humpty Dumpty in a crimson-trimmed tuxedo, Mr. Coco is both hilarious and lovable in his two-faced, egomaniacal bitchery. No sooner do we laugh at his badmouthing of the lead actor in ”The Golden Egg” (”He has all of my mannerisms and none of my warmth”), than we are unexpectedly touched by a speech recalling the now-jaded Wicker’s romantic old dreams of playing Falstaff or Willy Loman in stock.

The evening’s other outstanding performance comes from Joanna Gleason, last seen as the chilly neighbor in ”Joe Egg” and here playing a Tony-winning actress returning to Broadway after several movie flops and more than a few cocaine ”hits.” Christine Baranski, while occasionally too exaggerated in pitch, also earns many chuckles as the neophyte producer, a wealthy dilettante who insists on telling her theatrical associates the meaning of the expression ”break a leg.” In smaller roles, there are sharp contributions by Mr. Benedict, Florence Stanley and Jihmi Kennedy, who respectively impersonate an acerbic magazine drama critic friendly with Lina Wertmuller, a philosophical cabdriver and an aspiring actor who delivers an exceptionally appalling rendition of ”Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head.” Only Mark Blum’s playwright and David Garrison’s director, a Yale prodigy known for his all-male ”Wild Duck,” are at times shrilly acted and written.

Mr. Tillinger’s staging doesn’t miss an opportunity for mirth – down to the last of Rita Ryack’s many witty costumes. But Mr. McNally deserves full credit for the evening’s warmth. The theater people in ”It’s Only a Play” are, to be sure, ridiculously myopic: they know more about the history of the Ethel Barrymore Theater than current events and would rather listen to the barroom philosophy of a former chorus girl from ”Panama Hattie” than read a book. Yet the author’s affection for his self-absorbed characters – and his concern for the survival of their ”noble profession” and even their endangered Broadway – keeps peeking through. ”New York without a theater district might as well be Newark,” says the cabbie, in one of many lines calculated to remind us that the theater is too precious and too precarious for the audience to think of any play as only a play. Great Expectations IT’S ONLY A PLAY, by Terrence McNally; directed by John Tillinger; sets by John Lee Beatty; costumes by Rita Ryack; lighting by Pat Collins; sound by Stan Metelits; production stage manager, Tracy B. Cohen. Presented by Manhattan Theater Club, Lynne Meadow, artistic director; Barry Grove, managing director. At the Space at City Center Theater, 131 West 55th

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