For its debut production at its new space
      in the Brooklyn Public Library’s Pacific Street Branch, the Ritual
      Theatre Company has chosen to mount August Strindberg’s "Miss
      Julie."
      The choice is excellent, given the nature of the company and
      the talents of its actors.
      Founded in Chicago in 1996 by Robert Kropf, the Ritual Theatre
      Company was reincarnated in Brooklyn after Kropf, a Park Slope
      resident, met fellow-Sloper Winona Sorensen last May at the Wellfleet
      Harbor Actor’s Theatre. Their Brooklyn location was made possible
      by a partnership with the Brooklyn Public Library: in exchange
      for after-school theater classes for young adults, the library
      provides the company with rehearsal and performance space at
      its Pacific Street Branch.
      Ritual Theater Company describes itself as "an actor-driven
      collaborative ensemble dedicated to the celebration of great
      texts." Which makes Strindberg’s classic drama about a passionate
      countess, and her doomed attraction to her father’s valet, an
      obvious choice for launching RTC’s residence in Brooklyn.
      In 1892, when "Miss Julie" was first produced, it caused
      quite a stir. The play, with its themes of gender and class conflict,
      had, in fact, already been banned in Denmark when it was finally
      accepted by the avant-garde little theater of Berlin, Die Freie
      Buhne.
      "Miss Julie" was notable (or notorious) for what was
      then considered its lewd material, and it also commanded attention
      for technical reasons. Strindberg was a strong advocate of naturalistic
      drama based on social Darwinism and Friedrich Nietzsche’s "will-to-power"
      philosophy. His characters are motivated by psychological needs,
      often repressed, and their actions flow naturally from the psychological
      drama. Thus Strindberg advocated the abolition of intermissions
      and act division, and "Miss Julie" runs for over an
      hour of unremitting conflict.
      Today, however, "Miss Julie" seems neither technically
      nor thematically radical, and the play is more often cited as
      an influence on playwrights such as Eugene O’Neill and Tennessee
      Williams than actually performed. Yet Strindberg’s poetic language
      and personal insights remain compelling even when his psychological
      theories seem dated.
      True to Strindberg’s script, RTC has set "Miss Julie"
      in the count’s kitchen on Midsummer Night’s Eve, although they
      have paid scant attention to the playwright’s detailed scenic
      design. The actors, who have also worked on the set, claim to
      have found all the scenic elements, down to an ancient gas stove,
      on the streets of Park Slope, and the turn-of-the-century clothing
      in thrift shops.
      The actors dutifully follow Strindberg’s most tortuous dialogue
      – his long monologues, his ornate prose – and do a magnificent
      job at that.
      Valerie Stanford, a statuesque blonde beauty, arouses both pity
      and scorn as the man-hating servant-seducing "Miss Julie."
      She is passionate, haughty, wonton and, in the end, quite vulnerable.
      Kropf as Jean, the valet, and Sorensen as Kristen, the cook whom
      he intends to marry some day, are priggish and self-righteous.
      They know their place, even if their "betters" don’t.
      The difference is that Kristen, although willing to enjoy stolen
      wine and take small kick-backs, is genuinely respectful of the
      aristocracy and disappointed in their fall from grace, while
      Jean is happy to learn his "betters" are at bottom
      no better than anyone else.
      "Miss Julie" is not only a battle between men and women,
      and the aristocracy and their servants; it is also a battle of
      wits. Is it Julie who seduces Jean or the opposite? Whatever
      has inspired the brutish Jean to such flights of poetry? Does
      anyone win in the end, or have they all lost something: self-respect,
      innocence, a sense of order in their world? The actors bring
      these conflicts vividly, sometimes painfully, to life.
      At a time when the division between classes seems to have become
      fuzzy, when football stars, politicians and movie stars are equally
      admired and reviled, when British royalty cavorts like hormone-driven
      adolescents, when women are lawyers and husbands become stay-at-home
      dads, it’s easy to see "Miss Julie" as a relic of the
      past.
      Yet it’s instructive to note that at 30, Roe v. Wade seems in
      grave danger, that women often do not get equal pay for equal
      work, that most often the poor do indeed stay poor and the gap
      between the rich and the poor is steadily growing in 21st century
      America.
      "Miss Julie" is a welcome reminder of how far society
      has come since the late 19th century, and how far we have yet
      to go. The Ritual Theatre Company should be commended for letting
      us forget neither the play nor the issues it brings to light.
      Ring of truth
      In 1937, when Clifford Odets’ "Golden Boy" was first
      produced by The Group Theater, the American people were in the
      midst of the Great Depression and on the brink of entering World
      War II. The parallels with present-day America are unmistakable.
      That may be one reason The Impact Theatre chose to stage this
      play. Or they may have been drawn by Odets’ powerful language
      and unforgettable characters. Either way, director Ron Parrella
      has staged a hit.
      "Golden Boy" reflects Odets’ personal battle with the
      temptations of profit and the ideals of social justice and art.
      (Odets ended up in Hollywood.) 
      Joe Bonaparte (Mikal Saint George) is an Italian-American youth
      whose father (Bob Melia) is grooming him to become a violinist.
      But Joe, eager to make his mark in the world and escape the poverty
      in which his family lives, instead turns to manager Tom Moody
      (Tim Lewis), who promises to make him into a champion prize fighter.
      While Joe keeps winning more and more fights, he also wins the
      heart of Moody’s mistress, Lorna Moon (Joan Ryan). But his father
      never gives up his dream.
      Saint George is tender and tough in the title role. He makes
      up for his lack of girth with his hard-nosed defiance. And Parrella
      has wisely kept him covered up so no one notices too much that
      he doesn’t look like he could K.O. a 10-year-old.
      Ryan has blond hair and innocent blue eyes. But she definitely
      is not the girl-next-door. She’s a smart-alecky but sensitive
      broad who delivers lines like "When I came out of the cocoon
      I was a butterfly. And butterflies don’t work," but also
      complains that unless Moody divorces his wife to marry her, she
      will continue to feel like the "Tramp from Newark."
      Lewis, who as head of The Impact Theatre appears on stage infrequently,
      proves to be a dynamo on stage. His textured performance creates
      a Moody who can threaten, cajole, cry and cringe.
      Odets has populated his play with choice parts for gifted character
      actors – Carp (Michael Maher) the armchair philosopher and radical;
      Roxy Gottlieb (Ed Ferruzza) the sleazy cigar-smoking promoter;
      and Siggie (Tom Clemons), Joe’s whining brother-in-law. And the
      cast in the Impact Theatre production acquits itself admirably
      in the supporting roles.
      This is a spare production – in fact, a bit too spare. One would
      have liked to see more than a few chairs and a desk as scenery.
      True, The Impact Theatre does have limited space, but surely
      a few photos of champion boxers could have been put on the walls
      and perhaps a trophy or two adorned the shelves in the office
      of a manager of prize fighters?
      Nevertheless Odets’ evocative language creates its own landscape
      with lines like "A woman’s place is in the hay, not in the
      office" and "I’ll make Niagara Falls turn around and
      go back to Canada."
      "Golden Boy" has had an interesting history. It ran
      for 250 performances when it was staged by The Group Theatre
      under the direction of Harold Clurman, with Luther Adler as Joe
      Bonaparte, Morris Carnovsky as his father and Frances Farmer
      as Lorna. It not only revived the company financially, it also
      turned out to be the Group’s biggest moneymaker.
      In 1939, "Golden Boy" was turned into a film directed
      by Rouben Mamoulian with a stellar cast that included Barbara
      Stanwyck (Lorna Moon), Adolphe Menjou (Tom Moody), Lee J. Cobb
      (Joe’s father) and the unknown 21-year-old William Holden in
      the role of Joe Bonaparte. 
      The play was revived in 1952 and again in 1975. And in 1964,
      "Golden Boy" was transformed by Odets and William Gibson
      into a musical with lyrics by Lee Adams and music by Charles
      Strouse, and Sammy Davis Jr. in the lead role.
      With all the talent on stage in this production, one can only
      hope "Golden Boy" will continue its series of successes
      for The Impact Theatre.
The Ritual Theatre Company’s production
      of "Miss Julie" plays through Feb. 1, Wednesdays through
      Saturdays at 8 pm, at the Brooklyn Public Library’s Pacific Street
      Branch, 25 Fourth Ave. on the corner of Pacific Street in Boerum
      Hill. Suggested donation $15. For reservations, call (212) 946-5613
      or e-mail ritualtheatre@yahoo.com. For more information, visit
      www.ritualtheatre.org.
      "Golden Boy" plays through Feb. 2, Thursday through
      Saturday at 8 pm and Sunday at 3 pm at The Impact Theatre, 190
      Underhill Ave. between Sterling Place and St. Johns Place in
      Prospect Heights. Tickets are $15. For reservations, call (718)
      390-7163.
    
  



 
			












 








