Philadelphia Fringe Festival
Nobody does the Fringe Festival quite like Brat Productions, a local company that keeps its record of quality intact with Howie the Rookie, the company's fifth foray into the festival. A pair of connected monologues from Irish playwright Mark O'Rowe, both parts are set in a small Irish community populated by a marvelous array of social misfits and are cleverly linked by a scabies epidemic that has infected several of the town's young men. We first meet Howie Lee (an intense, if erratic, Edward Snyder), a fellow notable for both his street fighting prowess and his odd collection of acquaintances. Believing that he has discovered the source of the scabies, Howie and his companions set out to find the Rookie Lee, a self-possessed ladies man who describes himself as a "breaker of hearts and hymens." But after the expected confrontation with Rookie, a tragedy befalls Howie's little brother; this is a somewhat contrived turn of events but it segués nicely into the evening's second monologue, hosted by the Rookie himself.
Superbly played by the criminally underappreciated local actor Eli Finkelman, the Rookie is in deep trouble. Already beaten by Howie and his companions, he has also raised the ire of the village's toughest and most ruthless character; however, much to his surprise, his namesake turns up to defend him. Boasting a brawl of frightening intensity and a conclusion that is as disquieting as it is oddly satisfying, Finkelman's work displays a gift for bringing imagery to life that is at times astounding, and Madi Distefano's direction is enormously adept at capturing the script's varied and vibrant sense of rhythm.
Another artist who has enjoyed past success at the Fringe is director Mark Lord, whose previous staging of Beckett's Endgame continues to be the benchmark against which all festival works are gauged. This time around, Lord takes on the daunting task of presenting Peter Handke's nearly indecipherable The Ride Across Lake Constance in a site-specific production at the dilapidated Imperial Theater. Set in a once grand hotel (thoroughly realized by scenic designer Hiroshi Iwasaki), the play concerns five main characters who exist on a plane tenuously situated between perception and reality. A sometimes vicious attack on the emptiness of language, the piece is performed in a production of an illusory nature that is highlighted by the hotel's occupants -- a superb group of actors playing their real selves portraying actors. All of this occasionally seems inscrutable, but it is also exquisitely effective. Unable to understand each other, both the audience and the characters are left to their own perceptions of the action, making The Ride Across Lake Constance a unique and intensely personal theatergoing experience.
Of course, with so much to choose from, there are bound to be a few disappointments. Lucidity Suitcase's shockingly inept take on the 9/11 tragedy, titled Earth's Sharp Edge, and Project DNA's The Ghosts are in the Water lead the list of shows to avoid. If you missed Obie Winner (In On It) Daniel MacIvor's remarkable performance in da da kamera's Cul-de-sac, you're temporarily out of luck; having already completed its three-day Fringe run, the production is headed to Canada before it's scheduled to re-emerge in May 2003 at New York City's P.S. 122. It is well worth the wait.