May 23, 2002

 

The Serpent

reviewed by
Matt Cosper

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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We younger types (I am 21) are often left to ponder this question: did Alan Poindexter spring from the womb doing expressionism? I wish I had been around to see the early work at Innovative Theatre, so as to trace the growth of one of our few homegrown theatrical geniuses. When I was a troubled young high school hooligan in Charlotte, I was introduced to Alan, along with the funniest woman alive, Jill Bloede, through the Children's Theatre Ensemble Company. Alan taught me about discipline, depth of character, and that a knowing look and an arch smile are ten times cooler than bragging about your exploits. Most importantly, Alan taught me about the joy of crafting a really beautiful piece of living art. His work has always maintaned a balance between stately imagistic grace, and uncontrollable, vibrant life. His latest work, and last show with the Ensemble Company, is a perfect example of these elements. The Serpent, written for Joe Chaikin's Open Theatre by Jean Claude van Itallie, and reimagined by Poindexter, is part ceremony, part fable, part hallucination.

The Serpent is a fabulous play on its own merit, and Poindexter's staging is nothing short of genius. This is a personal and moving encounter, with everlasting themes and motifs. With Poindexter and 17 high school students, we explore man's endless cycle of violence, both physical and psychic. From the creation of the world and expulsion from the garden, we flash forward to meet the human family in our own time, existing in a post-modern, interior landscape, still plagued by violence and confusion. The spectres of Nazism, the Kennedy and King assassinations, and Rodney King's infamous encounter with the LAPD are vividly brought to life. We also sneak a peek at the disorienting and often comic modern condition: our selfishness and need to fit in to something larger than ourselves, bouncing off each other at crazy angles. This is all executed with humor and terror, in equal doses.

Poindexter's gifts for composition are evident in this work. He utilizes his actors expertly, creating images of startling elegance alongside moments of terror that are straight out of Dante's Inferno. His skill at spectacle shines... using actors, light and sound, The Serpent sometimes borders on theatre of cruelty. His actors do well, alternating between intense emotions and simple human experience. There are obvious skill levels among the actors, which is to be expected in a cast of high school students, but everyone is competent. (Take it from someone who has felt the wrath of Alan when not able to hold an extremely difficult position: this basic level of competency is hard enough!) There are some real standouts in the cast, who are profoundly human, and extremely effective in their roles. The Figures in Black: Eric Foss, Emily Covington, Antnee Napoletano, and Danielle Pardue are our guides through this strange trip. They are all excellent, but Napoletano and Pardue standout in chilling relief. These are survivors... not of a popular TV show, but of some un-named apocalypse. They hiss and writhe, never letting us forget that we are also players in the drama that unfurls in front of us. Sydney Andrews is also excellent as Eve. She evokes, through action, the wonder and sublime curiosity that would lead any of us to eat that apple. She is particularly touching, when she reappears at the evenings end, after a crescendo of horror and noise, to remind us that - in a pure and newborn silence - "Suddenly. This moment. Here, now. I am here, and you. In this place, now we are together."

Beautiful.

Matt Cosper, May 23, 2002

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