Get your 'spook' on with 'Ghost Light Stories' at LVLT

Now streaming at lvlt.org through 10/31/20.

Like many other theatre companies around the country, Las Vegas Little Theatre (LVLT) is doing its best to provide streaming content to remain financially viable.

Via a writing competition, the latest offering is a new compilation of twelve locally written, short, two-person plays and monologues. All based upon the Halloween theme of ghosts and ghoulies, “Ghost Light Stories” is a delectable distraction.

In the first monologue, “Olive Struts and Frets,” by Rex McGregor, Sabrina Close plays that theatre ghost you may have heard about; the reason theatres leave the single “ghost light” on the stage when the rest of the place is dark. Thus “Ghost Light Stories.” Directed by Gillen Brey, Close has delightful fun in deploring the lack of actors and crews, and audience during the pandemic.

Sabrina Close in 'Olive Struts and Frets'.

Then we get “Late Arrival,” by James McIndon. A guest (David Ament) shows up late for his hotel registration and the desk clerk (Anthony Gomez) has a tough time finding a room. Gomez is funny as he concentrates on the computer, ignoring the screams and sounds of chainsaws, and the flickering of lights. Ament goes too far over the top for too long, taking away from the sense of fright. If you’re looking for the suitcase, like I did, it’s out of camera range until the very end.

“Entity,” by Thomas Misuraca, directed by David Ament, feels a touch lacking. While Chris Davies gives an ever-increasing sense of dread as a journalist looking for an exclusive, Blake Michael Boles as the serial murderer doesn’t have enough deviant, sinister fun with the part. There’s a sense of enjoyment lacking which could’ve added to the goosebumps.

The very short monologue, “Call My Name,” by Christine Foster, has Trina Colon lying in bed. In a bit of a let-down, I never did quite catch the arc of this one.

Shambrion Treadwell and Ernest Medina in 'Ghostie'.

The short, two-person “Ghostie,” performed by Ernest Medina and Shambion Treadwell has potential. A lot of potential. As two young people meeting at a Halloween party and who both hate parties, the issue of feeling left out is well plumbed. The direction by Chris Davies has them facing away from one another almost the entire time, leaving them without any ability to connect at all. There’s thumping in the background, which I assume was supposed to be club music. It was too muted to tell, and it stopped and repeated, stopped and repeated.

If witches are your thing, you’ll get a kick out “Resurrection Gone Bad,” by Adam Yeager and directed by Gillen Brey. Sabrina Close (Witch) screws up a spell and hopes Michael Blair (her brother) will help her fix things. Blair and Close both turn in credible performances, but Close’s lines sometimes get lost.

The monologue “Earthling,” written by John Mabey and directed by David Ament, brings the alien hiding in plain sight. Blake Michael Boles plays it loose and tongue-in-cheek enough that it’s enjoyable from start to finish.

“Flew,” written by Joshua Brewer, won first place in the writing competition. It’s about a woman (Monica Johns) who has escaped an abusive relationship and finds herself visited by the young man (Rowan Johns) in the apartment below. Turns out…no, I can’t spoil it. You’ll just have to see this one for yourself. But I’ll suggest you up the volume on this one because there are times when Monica’s lines get lost.

Jake Taylor in "An Invitation to Dinner".

The third monologue is “An Invitation to Dinner.” Full disclosure: I wrote this rather gothic piece, stilted language and all. Jake Taylor is directed by Gillen Brey and brings just the right touch of fun to my intent with ‘it was a dark and stormy night.’

Shana Brouwers and Anthony Gomez have the most fun of all with “Goodmare,” written by Ron Burch. Is it possible to change the direction of a nightmare? Another one I can’t give away. Directed by Gillen Brey, it’s delightful fun!

In “The Chair,” by James C. Ferguson, Theresa Fullerton and Marty Weaver play a married couple whose dinner guests seem to have vanished. Directed by Walter Niejadlik, this is another fun one, with another twist ending that will make you laugh.

The streaming wraps up with “Stay Out of the Basement,” written and performed by Alex Bassett and directed by Walter Niejadlik. Bassett brings a good sense of reverie to a man whose baby sister disappeared at 10-days old. It’s another twist ending I don’t want to divulge or risk spoiling it.

Costumes and sets fit the pieces, particularly with “An Invitation to Dinner,” and Ginny Adams lit them all with precision.

“Ghost Light Stories” are sure to lighten up your COVID isolation because these were fun. Log on and stream yourself a Halloween treat.

Tickets are $20. Log on at www.lvlt.org.

EMAV Film Review: "Jay Sebring....Cutting to the Truth"

A moment from "Jay Sebring....Cutting to the Truth"

When the general public hears about Jay Sebring, it’s almost always as a sort of afterthought in the story of the Manson Family murders. As the new documentary “Jay Sebring….Cutting to the Truth” points out, the Manson Family victims of August 9, 1969, are generally listed as Sharon Tate and “others,” with Sebring, Abigail Folger, Wojciech Frykowski, and Steven Parent lumped together under that dismissive label.

With “Cutting to the Truth,” Las Vegas filmmaker Anthony DiMaria, Sebring’s nephew, attempts to provide his uncle with the kind of full, complex biography that’s rarely accorded to murder victims, especially those targeted by notorious killers like Charles Manson. As DiMaria points out, there have been countless books, movies, and TV shows about Manson, but “Cutting to the Truth” is the first one about Sebring.

This is obviously a personal project for DiMaria, who was only a small child when his uncle died but retains strong memories of the man he loved. DiMaria spent years working on “Cutting to the Truth,” and the effort shows: This isn’t just a small-scale family affair, although DiMaria interviews his own parents (his mother is Sebring’s sister) and other family members.

Before being reduced to a statistic in the Manson saga, Sebring was a pioneering hairstylist who worked with nearly every major male star of the 1960s, and DiMaria lands big names like Quincy Jones, Robert Wagner, Paul Anka, and Nancy Sinatra, among others, for interviews in the film. It’s clear how long DiMaria spent working on the movie when Dominick Dunne and Dennis Hopper show up, talking about their friendships with Sebring, in footage captured before their deaths more than a decade ago.

An interview with Hollywood and TV star Robert Wagner is among several in the film.

It’s not just the big-name interviewees that mark “Cutting to the Truth” as an impressive production. DiMaria effectively weaves together interviews, archival material, and onscreen graphics to tell the story of his uncle’s life, from Sebring’s days growing up in Michigan to his stint in the Navy to his efforts to establish an entirely new brand of men’s hairstyling in Los Angeles. The movie makes a strong case for Sebring as an important style innovator, possibly the first person to treat men’s hairstyling with the same creativity and dedication (and price) as women’s hairstyling. Among other achievements, Sebring created Jim Morrison’s iconic look from the early days of The Doors, and styled Kirk Douglas’ hair for “Spartacus.” Fashion icons including Vidal Sassoon and Fred Segal praise Sebring’s skills in the film.

DiMaria paints a full picture of Sebring as a complex human being, delving into his personal relationships with family and significant others (including Tate, whom Sebring dated before she married Roman Polanski) along with his professional accomplishments. DiMaria rehabilitates the image that the media created of Sebring as a deviant and a coward in the initial weeks following the murders, and in the process, he delivers a strong statement about the treatment of all high-profile murder victims. Sebring is getting his movie thanks to his connection to celebrities and the dedication of his nephew, but most victims of notorious murderers aren’t afforded the same treatment.

DiMaria also interviews Quentin Tarantino, who created one of the only multi-dimensional portrayals of Sebring onscreen in “Once Upon a Time in Hollywood,” in which Sebring was played by Emile Hirsch. “Once Upon a Time” is clearly an important catalyst for “Cutting to the Truth” finally being completed and reaching an audience, but of course in its way it’s just another sensationalized treatment of the Manson murders. DiMaria understands the prurient interest that may draw viewers to stories like this, but once he has their attention, he presents them with a thorough, heartfelt tribute to his uncle’s life and talent.

“Jay Sebring….Cutting to the Truth” is available on September 22 on all major VOD platforms.

EMAV Review: 'Rogues' run rampant at LVLT online

When Las Vegas Little Theatre announced its second streaming production, I was prepared this time and managed to get my Smart TV to wise up. Ah, so much better than squinting at a 15” computer monitor.

“Rogues’ Gallery” is a collection of bizarre, dark, humorous monologues from the mind of Pulitzer Prize winner John Patrick Shanley, whose “Doubt” also won the Tony Award for best play. These short pieces were culled together by Shanley in June, during this year of the pandemic.

Consider plays like this the royalty houses’ way of trying to entice production companies and playwrights into accepting what everyone appears to be calling our “new normal.” It’s rather about time they helped theatre figure out a way to stay solvent. Though, the royalty fee seems counterproductive to that unless there’s a wealthy patron who has been standing by; at least for a local community company.

The overall arc of the monologues is subtle: We’ve all dealt with the rogue, the person who has treated us poorly. In hindsight, we can look on these people and, perhaps, find humor in the situation we allowed ourselves to be put in (“Unknown Caller,” performed by Kris Mayeshiro). Sometimes it’s more difficult to deal with, (“Drive,” performed by Nicole Unger). And, sometimes, if we’re able to admit it, the rogue is us (“The Choreographer’s Hand,” Glen Heath).

Directors Gillen Brey and Walter Niejadlik assembled eleven actors, placed them in a back alley setting, changing the viewing angle and adding different elements, which works for some pieces, though not all. For instance, Lockdown, which is performed by Brey, a window has been added to infer an inside location. What doesn’t work about that is the same brick façade visible through and around the window. In the actual theatre, lighting can better isolate.

The toughest part of watching these was trying to feel some connection to the characters. The recent production of locally-written “Quarantine Monologues” fared much better. Here, everything felt shallow, as if the needed intimacy wasn’t captured by the camera.

The sound needed to be modulated. There were lines loud enough to cause distortion (“Drive,” with Nicole Unger, “I Was Right About Everything,” performed by Geo Nichols), and lines spoken so softly (“The Choreographer’s Hand,” Glen Heath) that were barely picked up by the microphone.

Be that as it may, this is a new way of doing things. There are bound to be learning curves galore as companies try to deal with the technological challenges of streaming productions where actors cannot be on a stage together, and audiences cannot be seated in the venue containing the stage.

Visit lvlt.org for more information about Las Vegas Little Theatre.