UGLY KIWI Black Up and Gone Again

UGLY

By JOEL HIRSCHHORN  (hear an excerpt from UGLY)

Domestic violence is the leading cause of death among African-American women between 15 and 24, and 4 million American women experience a serious assault by an intimate partner during a 12-month period. "Ugly," based on the true story of a victim named Alice Marie, has scenes that dramatize the problem with crushing candor, but its power is undercut by unsteady, jolting jumps between realistic street jargon and self-conscious, overwritten flights of poetry.

The poetic passages, written by Nelsan Narie Ellis, reveal a striking flair for language, but they intrude upon the story. This is immediately evident during a pretentious, portentously talky opening.

The play finds its horrifying heart when Spoke (J. David Shanks) criticizes, batters and kills his pregnant wife, Alice Marie (Lynn Wactor). Ellis, who also directed, stages the encounter with unsparing brutality; this poses a problem because scenes that follow -- while some are gripping -- don't match this one for sheer power.

Spoke isn't fully defined in the writing. Mention is made of his frustration about not getting a job he considers worthy of his abilities, but there isn't enough back-story. Shanks compensates for this lack by demonstrating how effusive affection and sexual desire can evolve into vicious battering.

A measure of Shanks' range can be gauged by comparing his perf to his comic portrayals in pics "Barbershop" and "Barbershop 2." Guided by director Ellis, Shanks here builds his boiling rages, so that we watch storm clouds in the distance moving closer as unfounded, jealous accusations cause him to erupt with shocking suddenness.

Wactor gives force to these fights by playing Alice Marie with pride and strength. She's never a pathetic victim, though she sometimes underestimates Spoke's capacity for violence by refusing him sex or accepting a gift from her male employer. Like so many battered women, she feels the compulsion to defend her man and rationalize his behavior through such statements as, "It didn't hurt, we were just playing a game," and, "He can really be gentle when he's not in the mood to fight."

As Alice Marie's sister Yvonne, Damali Scott represents the voice of reason. Scott brings warmth and vitality to the role of a frantically concerned sibling who witnesses the beatings and struggles to rescue Alice Marie before irrevocable tragedy strikes. Begging Alice Marie to remove her sunglasses, or threatening Spoke with a baseball bat, she inspiringly exemplifies women who have the guts to stand up for themselves and those they love.

Scott also brings the evening its rare interludes of warmth and humor in a sequence where she questions Alice Marie about her sex life and lustily confides, "I found myself a stallion." Her responses are dramatized, rather than dissipated, by the talk and preachiness found elsewhere in the play.

Raymond T. Williams is impressive as DayDay, Alice Marie's incarcerated brother, who vows revenge. The climax, when DayDay and Spoke meet in darkness, is handled too quietly and indirectly. It's a moment that has unrealized, explosive dramatic potential.

Most of the cast members are Juilliard graduates, and the level of acting is uniformly superior, although Toi Perkins and Abby Gerdts have to cope with artificial parts. Christopher Mowod struggles with the role of Alice Marie and Spoke's son. Mowod conveys the bewilderment and panic of a youngster in such a troubling situation, but his role is sketchy and his major monologue doesn't come off.

Victor "Papa" Paredes supplies jittery, exciting percussion that goes well beyond generic underscoring to add specific, agitated drive to every scene.

  Sets, Chris Dicarlo; costumes, Dawnee Mashea; lighting, George Vennes; musical director, Eric Picotte-Harper. Opened May 6, 2005. Reviewed May 8. Runs through May 21. Running time: 1 HOUR, 35 MIN.
 

KIWI BLACK

THEATER.
Chicago Tribune - Chicago, Ill.
Author: Lucia Mauro, Special to the Tribune

Poh'ro -- resident music ensemble for Ma'at Production Association of Afrikan Centered Theatre (MPAACT) -- takes its name from the West African word for "a secret society of men." But MPAACT's artistic director-musician Shepsu Aakhu points out, "We're an open secret."

In fact, the secret is so open that Poh'ro remains visible onstage during the Chicago troupe's theater productions at Victory Gardens Studio Theater -- MPAACT's longtime base. Yet the band has no intention of upstaging the actors. "The music is seamlessly integrated into the play -- like a movie score," explains Aakhu. "The musicians must be able to exist without stealing focus. And they have to know when to disappear and subtly reappear. That's why there are no horns in our shows -- they tend to steal focus."

For the world premiere of Aakhu's play, "Kiwi Black," running April 13-May 18 at Victory Gardens, Poh'ro will combine acoustic- electric guitar, keyboards, drums and other percussive instruments. And, since much of the father-son drama is set on the Jackson elevated platform, the players take on the persona of street musicians.

The number of Poh'ro musicians -- all multi-instrumentalists -- varies with each performance to keep the show fresh. So Aakhu and resident composer-arranger-musician Larry Nance will rotate with band members Aum Mura, Danjuma Gaskin and Georges Blaise throughout the run. Improvisation and free-form stylings are paired with structured songs.

For "Kiwi Black," Nance recorded the ambient sounds of a subway station, which will be interspersed with the live blues-inspired score. This approach is meant to evoke the play's central conflict between a father (Joe), who runs a shoe-shine business in the subway, and his son (Lennox), who expects his struggling father to pay for his college education.

The group often merges live music and recorded sound compiled by a separate MPAACT sound-design team called Ministers of the New Super Heavy Funk. Both Poh'ro and Ministers received a 2002 Jeff Citation for MPAACT's production of "Kosi Dasa."

"Most of the musical choices are very masculine," Nance said during a rehearsal break at a Rogers Park field house. "And I try to stay toward single or dual instruments to represent tension. You hear the industrial grinding sound of the trains and a mix of acoustic instruments."

Poh'ro's music is no mere aural backdrop or a separate element tacked onto a theater production. As in film, the score is tailored to each character, sets the mood and helps advance the plot.

MPAACT, whose original theater works address the contemporary "Pan-African" experience (including African, the Diaspora and African-American), began with an all-inclusive goal. Aakhu was among the founders who established the theater in 1991 at the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign as a multidisciplinary collective of actors, writers, vocalists and musicians.

In 1992, MPAACT settled in Chicago. Its first production, "Continuum" -- a collection of the ensemble's personal stories -- debuted at the Body Politic Theatre. After Body Politic closed and Victory Gardens expanded its own theater in that same space, MPAACT continued to produce original shows in the downstairs studio.

"It never occurred to us to separate the writing or the design or the acting from the music," said Aakhu. "We've always wanted to use our talents to the best of our abilities."

"Kiwi Black," which received the Theodore Ward Playwriting Prize from Columbia College Chicago, explores the rarely dramatized subject of an African-American father, as Aakhu noted, "who is present -- instead of absent -- for his son."

Calling it a metaphor for the unpredictable life, and constant hustle, of being an artist, the playwright described the central story as "a father who has not made adequate preparations for his son's education because of personal life choices." But it also addresses the issue of entitlement: What can children realistically expect from their parents?

An emotionally charged play, "Kiwi Black" is ideally suited to MPAACT's overriding philosophy of theater music. "In the end," Aakhu said, "the soundscape is not meant to be heard, but to be felt." (TOP)
 


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