Elegant ‘Fan’ at UCI
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Tom Titus
One can only shudder at what Oscar Wilde might concoct if the
celebrated (and infamous) Victorian playwright were practicing his
craft today, given the artistic license modern playwrights enjoy.
In Wilde’s time, the England of the late 19th and early 20th
centuries, playgoers were required to read between the acid-tipped
(for those times) lines to fully appreciate his social satire. Two
Wilde plays, “The Importance of Being Earnest” and “Mrs. Warren’s
Profession” -- both presented on local stages just this season --
appear inconsequential and overdramatic, respectively, when viewed
through 21st century sensibilities.
Before either of those social comments saw the light of day, Wilde
honed his craft on a script that seems to veer between drawing room
comedy and edgy melodrama, “Lady Windermere’s Fan,” which is enjoying
an elegantly well-staged production at UC Irvine.
Guest director J.R. Sullivan has mounted a tantalizingly
intriguing rendition of this early Wilde work, which teases its
audience with a Big Secret that hangs over the theater throughout the
second act. Since this is the first time “Lady Windermere’s Fan” has
been mounted locally in some four decades, it shan’t be revealed here
just what that secret is, although discerning playgoers should be
able to ferret it out before the first-act curtain.
The lady of the title -- married two years and a mother, but who’s
just come “of age” -- is a fascinating character, torn between a
husband she believes has little time for her and a lovesick would-be
swain who has plenty. When she discovers Lord Windermere has been
funneling large sums of money to a strange woman, which he refuses to
explain, marital tension (Victorian-style, always well mannered)
approaches the boiling point.
Sara Parry delivers a superlative performance in the title role,
balancing her often-melodramatic dialogue with a high degree of
sincerity. Taking the audience into her confidence -- a rather cheesy
ploy in today’s theater -- somehow works quite well in a period piece
such as this.
Michael P. Morgan as her secretive husband treads a fine line
between fidelity and deception as he endeavors to ensure that his
young wife remain unaware of the scandalous secret. Andrew Samonsky
thrusts his heart onto his sleeve in his fervent pursuit of this
unavailable women.
The “scarlet woman” in question is exceptionally well interpreted
by Ailene King, whose effect on the production grows immeasurably in
the second act. Windell D. Middlebrooks plays her corpulent swain
(known as “Tubby”) with appreciable comic bluster.
There are some roles not overly consequential, but filled with
rich social commentary which receive particularly adept treatment in
the UCI production. Mandy Schmieder excels as the loquacious duchess
pursuing ripe gossip on one hand while overtly protecting her
virginal daughter (Jessica May Stevenson) from it on the other.
Martin Swoverland is Wilde’s personal voice in this play, peppering
social commentary in all directions.
Some of this commentary will ring familiar to UCI audiences. We’ve
all heard the expressions “I can resist anything but temptation” and
“a cynic is one who knows the price of everything and the value of
nothing,” but how many of us realized both sayings came from this
play?
Technically, the UCI production revels in depth and elegance.
Christopher Sousa-Wynn’s beautifully realized settings are dressed
with Victorian flourish by Samantha E. White’s superbly fashioned
costumes. Christina L. Munich’s lighting designs further embellish
the overall effect.
“Lady Windermere’s Fan,” first produced in 1892, is a valuable
history lesson for today’s students of the theater, in which manners
and morality take center stage and the sly wit of Wilde skewers both
effectively. UCI’s marvelous production is a splendid recreation of
this bygone period.
* TOM TITUS’ columns run Thursdays and Saturdays.
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