Moore, McLynn and Whitfield in Big Rock (Chris Bennion) |
Big Rock
Onward Ho Productions
(at West of Lenin)
Through March 31, 2018
Several years ago, Onward Ho Productions mounted Sonya Schneider’s Royal Blood, which was a funny family dramedy with some dark
overtones. Starring an irascible Todd
Jefferson Moore, it addressed aging relationships and difficulties with
adult children. Moore again stars in Schneider’s new world premiere production
of Big Rock, now at West of Lenin.
Again, his character is irascible and idiosyncratic, but different from the
caustic character in the former play.
Again, Moore’s character, Harris Sands, grapples with an
adult child, Signe. But this version unfolds more quietly and with more subtle
backstories. Harris is a famous poet who feels that he has lost his ability to
write and has hibernated into a small cabin on a spit of island off the Pacific
Northwest. Signe (Meg McLynn) is an
artist who works in “found” materials, and apparently makes “boxes” of some
kind, but has also found a fair amount of success. However, she has long been
estranged from her father.
Harris tells Hamish (Evan
Whitfield), the local handyguy/fixit/delivery/odd-job man, to pick his
daughter up and bring her to the island for a visit. He isn’t sure why she’s coming,
but seems to hope for the best. We soon learn that Signe is running away, too,
from an opening night of a new art exhibit that she’s terrified is going to get
terrible reviews.
Both of these broken souls look to Hamish for support. He
looks to them for inspiration and hopes Harris will teach him how to write
poetry. There is a lot of longing in this well-written play. Connection is
precious and hard to come by. Hamish, himself, doesn’t quite know what he
wants, but he seems to want connection, too.
There are a lot of short scenes moving the story along,
which entail a rich tapestry of sounds, song, and light to set moods and pass
time. Director Laurel Pilar Garcia keeps
the pacing alive with a feeling of not know quite what will happen next. Julia Welch’s beautifully crafted set
gives us the front of the cabin, a tiny bit of ground and a huge rock that
characters can climb or love. Jessica
Trundy’s subtle light shifts establish day or evening or night, and Robertson Witmer’s delicate sound
design fills set changes with aural comforts.
Schneider’s characters are a bit heightened in their
reality, and the two Sands are definitely “artistic,” but their emotional
changes happen in real enough time to give a solid sense of grounding. We do
want to know if Signe and her dad ever find understanding and if Signe can
unbend enough to let Hamish be her friend.
The trio of actors embody their characters beautifully.
Whitfield has played a number of characters on Seattle stages with a certain
diffidence and lack of confidence. Here, that aspect fits an enchanting arc of
developing awareness as Hamish learns what he values and what he’d like to
change in his life. Moore knows how to dominate a stage with his presence.
McLynn gets to show her range as Signe starts off so icy we don’t know how to
like her and proceeds to fall apart and gain our sympathy.
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