Trouble Cometh
Richard Dresser
Richard Dresser
Intense. Frenetic. Fun(ny).
Eye-popping. Richard
Dresser’s Trouble Cometh in its world premiere at San
Francisco Playhouse delivers this and more in its wham-bam, take-no-prisoners,
seventy-five minutes.
A
white-walled, windowless room with a plain worktable and eye-hurting bright
lights is maxed out with 30-something testosterone energy as Joe and Dennis
sweat to create under strict and short deadline a proposal for a new reality TV
show. Talking (actually mostly
shouting) in clipped phrases full of current fad and fashion words and jargon,
the two banter, pace, mull, pout, argue, and high-five their way into more and
more outlandish ideas to sell to ‘the eleventh floor.’ Kelley, in five-inch stilettos and
slinky dresses that belong on a runway, comes in and out of the conference room
to take food orders, to relay messages ‘from above,’ or just to raise the
room’s testosterone levels even higher with her plunging necklines. Multiple scenes abruptly end, usually
as a new dilemma or a twist in events is introduced. The stark conference room quickly shifts to a softly lit, high-style
bar and back again as part of Nina Ball’s clever scene design. In the bar, we see Joe propose to the
environmentalist activist Sue. But
we also see him and Kelley get it on together at that same bar, different
scene. We then hear back in the
conference room that Kelley has spent the evening prior (presumably without sexy
dress on) with Joe (who is happily married with kids). We later witness Kelley and Sue all of a sudden making sparks together,
and more, in the bar’s dim lights. In between, it is back to creating the next big hit show
while downing Red Bulls and demanding a bag of Bugles.
As the
boss of the creation team, Dennis (Patrick Russell) pushes himself and everyone
around him in manic manner in a way that is exhausting and exhilarating to
watch. He is like a drill sergeant
one moment yelling commands to whoever is in the room and is in the next a hurt
little boy if at all criticized or doubted for all his outlandish claims of
past military heroics or market successes. He is book-ended by Joe (the excellent Kyle Cameron) who
plays at first the more mild-mannered, let’s-make-nice guy but who transforms
(through Kelly’s coaching) into a dog-eat-dog, let’s-do-this aggressor. Liz Sklar’s Kelly moves in to become the
real mover and shaker of this team; her portrayal of this smart, sophisticated,
but over-the-top sexy assistant is super fun to watch. Marissa Keltie, as Joe’s fiancé Susan,
brings an air of mystery, of bored sullenness, and yet a vengeful drive to beat
Joe at his own game of “my job is more important and stressful.” Together with Nandita Shenoy (who
enters in later scenes as Vashti, the “11th floor” rep), this
ensemble is truly top-notch, well-cast, and expertly directed in all their
comings, goings, and inter-scene mixings by May Adrales.
To say
any more about this farcical, even absurdist look at our current obsession with
reality TV would give away too many clues of what is to come in this fun-filled
thriller of a show. (And by the
way, for the surprise to come, clues are sprinkled everywhere; but who has time
to look or notice with all the shouting, flirting, and frenzy going on?) Richard Dresser has created the feeling
of being trapped from Sartre’s No Exit in this four-walled workspace,
and the parallels increase as the play climaxes. He also calls to mind the mysterious, uneasy feelings we get
in watching Rod Sterling’s Twilight
Zone,
(I really expected Rod
to come out at the end for final commentary). And there are some Beavis and Butthead aspects of farce as
we watch Dennis and Joe push every boundary possible in dreaming up their
reality TV show.
In the
end, we get creepy feelings that no matter how crazy or absurd reality TV has
become, the boundaries between it and our everyday reality are quite porous. Kardashians become our real-life stars to be followed daily.
A Robert Durst confesses murder
while in the bathroom after the taping of The
Jinx. And Joe, Dennis, Kelly, Sue, and
Vashti: Who are they really? Go see Dresser’s top-notch world
premiere, and find out.
The world
premiere of Trouble Cometh continues at SF Playhouse, 450
Post Street, San Francisco through June 27, 2015.
Rating: 4
E’s

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