The Elaborate Entrance of Chad Deity
Victory Gardens Theater and Teatro Vista
Breathless and brainy, this raucous, candy-colored new play gave us insightful commentary on race, identity and pro wrestling. Chad Deity made instant stars of playwright Kristoffer Diaz and lead Desmin Borges while reaffirming Eddie Torres’s status as one of the savviest directors around. And when was the last time we could say we had a blast at the usually staid Victory Gardens?
An Apology for the Course and Outcome of Certain Events Delivered by Doctor John Faustus on This His Final Evening
Theater Oobleck
A decade ago, the initial run of this diabolically clever monologue established the singular genius of playwright Mickle Maher, insouciantly infecting the Western canon with his dark brand of whimsy. This time around, Colm O’Reilly’s indelible performance as the soul-selling scholar, whispering and ranting his way through Maher’s hauntingly absurd and slippery language, made the chilly Chopin basement space the Chicago fringe’s epicenter. When David Shapiro’s silent Mephistopheles turned off the lights at play’s end, he left audiences as speechless as his character.
Red Noses
Strawdog Theatre Company
The funniest play about the Black Plague we saw this year, Matt Hawkins’s revival updated Peter Barnes’s allegory (first staged in 1985) about clowns battling the medieval church. Hawkins’s kinetic staging cannily incorporated ’80s pop music (artfully arranged by Mike Przygoda), and designers Nic Dimond and Aly Renée Greaves made the space a plainclothes playground for the large cast. And what a cast: The 18-member ensemble pulled together some of our favorite storefront stalwarts and let them ping off one another like pinballs.
Animal Crackers
Goodman Theatre
The success of this revival of the 1928 Marx Brothers vehicle was no foregone conclusion. While some fretted in advance over Molly Brennan’s gender-bending Harpo, we were more uncertain that the light-comedy format would hold up fourscore years later. But Brennan’s wicked clowning, Joey Slotnick’s deft ad-libbing and Jonathan Brody’s hammer-fingered piano stylings all captured the anarchic trio’s spirit brilliantly, supported by Ora Jones’s elegant Margaret Dumont act and Doug Peck’s fine onstage band. Henry Wishcamper’s lavish, imaginative staging rendered even the perfunctory romantic plots a delight.
The Mystery of Irma Vep
Court Theatre
This year, tireless Hypocrites artistic director Sean Graney won some (Oedipus) and lost some (Frankenstein), but his finest moment was helming this revival of Charles Ludlam’s 1984 campy parody of the gothic novel. Switching fluidly among a plethora of roles, reedy Erik Hellman and monumental Chris Sullivan exhibited impeccable teamwork. Their final exit through the production’s costume rack underscored Irma Vep’s theatrical magic.
The Ruby Sunrise
The Gift Theatre
NYC-based playwright Rinne Groff’s 2005 multilayered fantasia on the early days of television boasts an intricately deceptive structure and a compelling, if old-fashioned, tale of taking on big business—like Clifford Odets with an ontology jones. The play’s Chicago debut gave the Gift, always solid but not always inspired, a chance to shine; a smart ensemble headed by Michael Patrick Thornton and Brenda Barrie demonstrated the emotional depth of Groff’s cerebral scenario.
Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom
Court Theatre
After 12 outings directing August Wilson’s work, Ron OJ Parson might just be the playwright’s premier interpreter. This pitch-perfect production of Wilson’s 1984 barn burner, in which a Chicago blues recording session goes badly wrong, certainly helped his case. Alfred H. Wilson, A.C. Smith and Cedric Young bickered as though they’d been stuck on the road together for years, while James T. Alfred lent trumpeter Levee a majestic hurt power.
The Man Who Was Thursday
New Leaf Theatre
New Leaf’s new adaptation of G.K. Chesterton’s 1908 satire about a man who finds himself tapped by Scotland Yard to infiltrate a council of anarchists was blessed by playwright Bilal Dardai’s deft touch and the shrewd, apparently endless inventiveness of director Jessica Hutchinson and the company’s resident designers. New Leaf has often found innovative ways of looking at its unique space; here the troupe did it several times in the same night. Add an ensemble equally adroit with the urbane and the farcical, and this theater experience is one we’d like to revisit every day of the week.
Stupid Kids
About Face Theatre
In one of Bonnie Metzgar’s first big, bold moves at About Face’s helm, she and co-director Megan Carney lovingly ripped apart John C. Russell’s 1991 caricature of teen angst, splicing Russell’s stylized study of closeted gay teens negotiating the John Hughes era (played by professional actors) with observations by a Greek chorus of modern-day queer kids from About Face’s youth program. Stupid Kids 2.0 climaxed in a dizzy dance-off between the two groups that encapsulated the fusion’s fizzy fun.
The History Boys
TimeLine Theatre
It wasn’t TimeLine’s only triumph this year—Kimberly Senior’s searing revival of All My Sons would follow—but the astounding success of Alan Bennett’s 2004 English-schoolroom drama in Nick Bowling’s Chicago premiere was a phenomenon like no other. The intimate production in TimeLine’s transformed space (scenic designer Brian Sidney Bembridge squeezed an entire boarding school into a single room) made an indelible impression, not least for its eight outstanding young male actors, all practically unknown. We don’t think that’s a problem any of them will have from here on out.
There were far too many great shows from which to choose this year, which I think we can all agree is an excellent problem to have. I named some of our honorable mentions last week on the TOC blog: http://bit.ly/4NxHLI
Theatre is an art, and art is subjective, which makes evaluating it very tricky. But while Animal Crackers and Chad Deity weren't bad, I myself wouldn't refer to them as the best of the year. What about Steep Theatre Company's outstanding In Arabia We'd All be Kings, Dog & Pony's God's Ear, or Strawdog's Cherry Orchard? The best is usually when smaller companies rival and trump the bigger theatres like Steppenwolf or Goodman, who have much higher budgets and worldwide resources at their disposal
Brian, that makes total sense to me now. I suppose the claustrophobic school environment of the play led me, and others, to read the bedrooms as on site. My error! And whatever, it was still a great setting. Cheers, Nick
Did everyone just forget about the brilliant work being done in rogers park? The glorious ones? the recent Man of La Mancha, new adaptations of Shrew, or the Jeff sweeping EVITA? where are these on this list?
An Apology... for the win. Maher can kick the teeth out of any other writer in America today, and Oobleck can stomp out the biggest Victory Gardens budget with the clever use of paper clips. Worship them as they deserve, Chicago theater goers. They're a national goddamn treasure.
Nick in actuality, our goal was never to say that the boys were in a boarding school, but because of the size of the lobby it might have appeared that way. We always saw it as the boys in their own homes. Boarding school was never a consideration. The rooms were our way to show you more about the boys and their personalities, the period, England in the 80's, pop culture... They were our "dramaturgy boards" that we usually but in the lobby to help audiences get into the piece.
thanks, kris, for a provocative list--all of which deserve mention in a very varied year. My one quibble with History Boys is still the one that everyone mentions--Brian's boarding school set, brilliant as it was--as a Yorkshireman bred and educated, I can tell you, the school is not a boarding school, and the plot does not make sense if it is--or why does Hector offer boys a ride home on his motorcycle?
FYI: Blackbird was misogynist drek. What's better than women with permanent masochistic attachments to people who abuse them? Oh, right, when we get to see them half-naked on stage practically f-ing their former abusers. Not my cup of tea. However, I agree 12th night was great--it shoulda made it to the list. Wish I had seen the other pieces you mention. Hypocrite's Oedipus also was great.
I loved Chad Diety as well - it was fun, but the best play of all year? Seriously? Not sure about that one. I don't know how you can really compare these plays as "the best" is a bit absurd in this area, but for what it's worth - I think the following should have been on your list: Blackbird at Victory Gardens Twelfth Night at Chicago Shakespeare Top Dog Underdog at ATC Death of a Salesman - Raven Blue Surge at Eclipse Cuba & his Teddy Bear - UTC Graceland - Profiles Great stuff from everyone in 09