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Theatre Review: Timeless Classic Finds New Meaning in Beautifully Sung ‘The Sound of Music’ National Tour; at TPAC thru Sunday, October 18

October 15, 2026 by Jonathan Pinkerton

Jack O’Brien’s touring production of Rodgers and Hammerstein’s beloved musical The Sound of Music at TPAC thru Sunday, October 18, delivers gorgeous vocals, grand theatrical storytelling and a timely reminder that love, hope and the courage to stand up for what’s right never go out of style.

Sharing a birth year (yes, I’m that old) with the iconic film adaptation I’ve watched the movie version of The Sound of Music pretty much every year of my life. I’ve seen previous national tours, along with numerous regional and local productions over the years. So, admittedly, I, like most, arrived at TPAC’s Jackson Hall with all the familiar melodies, memorable characters and iconic moments already tucked away in my memory. But something rather wonderful happened this time around: I found myself really listening to the lyrics. And in doing so, I discovered a fresh appreciation for a nostalgic family favorite I thought I knew inside and out. My date for the evening, a huge fan of the film, had never seen the original stage musical, adding another layer to our evening, as she discovered songs omitted from the film that remain in this faithful return to the hills. And, yes, in case there’s any doubt, the hills are indeed still alive with The Sound of Music.

That’s the magic of Rodgers and Hammerstein’s legendary work. Beneath the songs we can practically sing in our sleep is a story with a great deal more on its mind than nuns, children, curtains-turned-playclothes and a certain troublesome case of the yodeling goats. This is a story about finding where you belong, learning to love when life takes an unexpected turn, protecting the people who matter most and finding the courage to stand up for your convictions when doing so comes at a cost.

The current national tour, directed by Jack O’Brien, delivers all the warmth, romance, humor and heart audiences expect, while allowing the show’s more serious themes to resonate without weighing down its infectious spirit. It’s an uplifting theatrical experience, beautifully sung and staged with the sort of attention to detail that makes spending an evening with an old favorite feel like a genuinely special occasion.

At the center of it all is Cayleigh Capaldi as Maria, the spirited postulant whose restless nature and love of music make her a less-than-perfect fit for convent life. Perhaps looking more like our ideal of Beauty and the Beast‘s Belle than the embedded Julie Andrews image many have of Maria Rainer, Capaldi brings an appealing freshness to the role, capturing Maria’s exuberance, vulnerability and determination without turning her into a one-note bundle of sunshine. Her vocals are lovely. More than lovely, she approaches the beloved tunes with vitality and she handles the score’s familiar melodies with warmth and clarity, Immediately making Maria her own. Whether she’s introducing the von Trapp children to the joys of singing or discovering that her own heart has plans she never anticipated, Capaldi makes Maria’s journey feel sincere and relatable. There’s a reason this character has enchanted generations of theatergoers, and Capaldi gives us plenty of reasons to fall for her all over again.

Kevin Earley is equally compelling as Captain Georg von Trapp. Initially stern and emotionally guarded, Georg has built his household around discipline and order in the wake of personal loss. Earley gradually reveals the tenderness beneath that carefully maintained exterior, allowing the captain’s transformation to unfold naturally rather than rushing toward the inevitable romance. His chemistry with Capaldi gives the relationship a convincing emotional foundation, and his performance of “Edelweiss” is a particular highlight. It’s a deceptively simple song, but in Earley’s hands it becomes a crystal clear, heartfelt expression of love for a home and a country whose future is growing increasingly uncertain. Listening to those lyrics in the context of the story gives the moment an emotional weight that’s easy to overlook when the melody is so familiar. Add to that the current state of our own tenuous political climate and it creates a moment all too real.

Then there’s Lisa Howard as the Mother Abbess. Having only recently joined the tour last month, Howard brings a commanding presence and goosebump-inducingly beautiful vocal power to the role. Howard understands that the Abbess is more than a wise spiritual guide who appears to dispense a bit of well-timed advice. She is a woman who recognizes Maria’s gifts and knows that a life of faith sometimes requires trusting the path that leads beyond the convent walls. Howard’s “Climb Ev’ry Mountain” is a stirring showcase, delivered with the kind of soaring, full-bodied vocals that make you want to sit back and let the music wash over you. It’s one of those numbers that reminds you why hearing a great musical performed live is an experience no movie soundtrack can quite duplicate. I have a confession for the Mother Abbess. Listening and watching her command that stage…and the audience in one of the show’s more personal moments, I was awash with emotion, so much so that my “eyes began to sweat”.

As Elsa Schraeder, Kate Loprest brings welcome dimension to the Baroness, Georg’s sophisticated, gorgeous and wealthy romantic interest. In the hands of lesser talent, Elsa could easily be played as the obstacle standing between the captain and Maria, but Loprest gives her intelligence, polish and a very human understanding of what she wants from life. There’s a believable charm to her performance, and she makes Elsa more than a convenient plot device. Nicholas Rodriguez is also a delight as Max Detweiler, the charming, opportunistic family friend whose wit and social savvy provide some welcome comic relief. Rodriguez gives Max plenty of personality, balancing his playful nature with an awareness of the increasingly dangerous political climate surrounding them. Perhaps it’s my own observation, but as presented this go-round, Max’s flamboyance is giving closeted, making his political leanings yet another layer. It’s also most hidng in plain sight or if you can’t be ’em, join ’em vibe. Still another mirror to today’s world and the ever-perplexing Log Cabin Republican.

 Ariana Ferch brings a lovely combination of youthful excitement and vulnerability to Liesl, the eldest von Trapp child. Her performance of “Sixteen Going on Seventeen” captures the dizzying thrill of first love, even as IYKYK audience members may recognize that the romance she imagines is not quite as straightforward as she hopes. The number is a charming highlight, and Ferch makes Liesl’s coming-of-age story an engaging part of the larger family portrait. But that’s not the extent of Ferch’s approach to the eldest von Trapp. Her initial hesitation to foster a relationship with the latest governess seems genuinely to come from a place of a guarded heart, rather than a spoiled oldest child, making the eventual mutual respect and friendship she shares with Maria all the sweeter.

As Liesl’s would-be young suitor, Dylan Bradford‘s Rolf manages to portray both falling in love and falling in line with conviction. Again, though most watching know their relationship is doomed, Bradford and Ferch are so compelling in their portrayal of young love that we all hope against hope that love will inevitable win out.

And what would The Sound of Music be without the rest of the von Trapplings? (YES, I completely stole that moniker from my recent chat with Earley who used it in reference to his young costars in my latest Rapid Fire 20Q with members of the company) Each and every one of the young performers bring plenty of personality and enthusiasm to the production, creating a convincing sibling dynamic that helps the family feel like a family rather than a collection of talented youngsters waiting for their musical cues. Cooper Johnson‘s Frederich shows eagerness to step up into the man of the family role, yet retains a youthful uncertainty. Lilly Belle Lanese‘s Louise possesses one of the most incredible voices of the younger cast. As Kurt, Charlie Palmer‘s playfulness infectious. Stormie Piper Trevino‘s little instigator, Brigitta, whose observances become pivotal to the romantic rise, is a firecracker. Rory L. Prichard‘s Marta exemplifies the sweetness of a young girl eager to bond with her new governess. Emma Rose Marinoff‘s Gretl is a pint-size scene stealer. “Do-Re-Mi” is every bit as delightful as it should be, while “So Long, Farewell” delivers that irresistible blend of playfulness and charm that has made it a perennial audience favorite. The children are an essential part of the show’s charm, and this ensemble gives the musical plenty of heart.

Among the supporting performances, Laura Stracko makes a welcome impression as Frau Schmidt, the von Trapp household’s housekeeper. Having joined the tour recently following her recent stint in the National Tour of Suffs, she seamlessly brings a grounded, reassuring presence to the household, helping establish the everyday rhythms of life in the estate as the world outside grows more complicated. And, listen, even from the back of the house, when Stracko’s Frau Schmidt throws a disapproving glance, you feel it. As Franz, the von Trapp family butler, John Adkinson is the perfect combination of snark and secrecy as his loyalties shift from the family to the third reich.  Daniel Robert Sullivan gives Herr Zeller the sternness and self-assurance the character requires, providing a chilling reminder that the political threat developing around the family is not merely something happening in the background. Sullivan’s Herr Zeller is brutish without stepping into stereotype or caricature. These roles may not command the spotlight in the same way as Maria or the captain, but they contribute meaningfully to the world of the show.

Oh, and can we talk about The Sound of Music‘s very own Sister Act? Alongside the aforementioned Lisa Howard as Mother Abbess, Charlotte Jenkins as Sister Margaretta, Connor Lyon as Sister Sophia and Lisa Rosetta Strum as Sister Berthe are, well, heaven-sent! When the curtain rose at the top of the show and the sisters began “Preludium”, I leaned over and to my theatre companion and said, “I usually skip this part when watching the movie”, but I’m here to tell you…live, on stage, as performed by these talented vocalist, it’s breathtaking. Bookended by the show’s closing “Finale Ultimo”…a little taste of perfection from beginning to end.

The production values are every bit as transporting as the score, with scenic designer Douglas W. Schmidt delivering the kind of grand, sweeping backdrops that call to mind the glory days of old-school Broadway musicals. The Abbey and the von Trapp estate are especially impressive, each establishing a distinct sense of place while giving the story room to unfold on an appropriately expansive scale. Even the movement of the tracked scenic panels, as walls follow actors to transition from one scene to the next, is impressive.

Even the use of projected backdrop imagery is woven into the scenery so seamlessly that it never feels like a technical shortcut; instead, it deepens the atmosphere and makes each setting feel wonderfully alive. One particularly beautiful touch comes inside the Abbey chapel, where shafts of smoky, ethereal light appear to stream through the stained-glass windows. The effect is so convincing and so naturally integrated into the scene that you could easily mistake it for actual light filtering through real glass rather than a carefully crafted theatrical illusion. It’s a lovely example of how the work happening behind the scenes can create a little stage magic without ever calling attention to itself. It’s also a testament to the advances in technical aspects made since the show debuted on stage more than 65 years ago, and how they are being used to bring this story to modern audiences. That’s not to downplay Natasha Katz’s actual lighting. Katz’s skilled traditional lighting effects, blended with the latest advances in tech add dimension and atmosphere, enhancing both the intimate moments and the production’s larger theatrical images, Jane Greenwood’s costumes help establish the characters and their world, from the formal elegance of the adults–I’m looking at you Baroness–to the practical, playful outfits that become part of Maria’s transformation of the children’s lives. Under O’Brien’s direction, the various elements work together to create a polished, engaging production that understands the importance of spectacle while never losing sight of the people at the center of the story.

Of course, the music remains the beating heart of The Sound of Music. “My Favorite Things,” “The Lonely Goatherd,” “Climb Ev’ry Mountain,” “Edelweiss” and the title song are woven so deeply into popular culture that it’s easy to take them for granted. Yet hearing them performed live, in the context of the story and by a cast that embraces both their musical demands and emotional meaning, brings them back into focus. Elevating the experience, there’s also tunes like “How Can Love Survive?” and “No Way to Stop It” that were cut from the 1965 movie, but are in full effect in the stage musical, potentially giving even the most ardent fan of the film something new to add to their list of favorite things. Added Bonus: both of these numbers feature Max and Elsa, rightfully bolstering their presence in the action of the musical. The score is full of melodies that invite you to sing along, but the lyrics also tell us who these people are, what they fear, what they hope for and what they’re willing to risk.

That deeper meaning becomes especially apparent as the story moves toward its final act. The von Trapps’ decision to resist the forces attempting to claim their allegiance gives the musical a seriousness that contrasts with its earlier buoyancy. I gotta admit it, during the singing competition near the end of Act 2, while the von Trapps poured their hearts into “Do-Re-Me” and “Edelweiss” with four Nazi flags as the backdrop, another emotional wave washed over me, for are we really so far from a repeat?  As it is in the story, sadly, so is the current state of our world. The danger is real, the choices are difficult, and the family’s escape is about much more than reaching a safe destination. It’s about deciding what kind of people they want to be and what they are prepared to sacrifice to remain true to themselves.

And that, perhaps, is why The Sound of Music continues to speak to audiences across generations. Its optimism isn’t rooted in pretending that the world is always kind or that doing the right thing is easy. Instead, it suggests that music, love, family and personal conviction can help us find our way through even the darkest moments. That’s a message worth hearing again, especially when a production gives us so many reasons to listen.

I went into this performance expecting to revisit a familiar favorite. I left with a renewed appreciation for the songwriting, the story and the remarkable ability of live theater to reveal something new in material we think we already know. With its standout vocal performances, impressive scenic design, charming ensemble and generous supply of heart, this national tour offers a thoroughly satisfying evening of musical theater. If, like me, you’ve watched the movie more times than you can count, consider this an invitation to experience The Sound of Music again—but this time, really listen. You may find that those beloved songs have a few new things to tell you. YES, the hills are still alive, and this production gives us every reason to be glad they are.

The national tour of The Sound of Music continues in Nashville at TPAC’s Jackson Hall thru Sunday, October 18, 2026. Performance schedule is as follows: Thursday, October 15 thru Saturday, October 17 Evening performances at 7:30 p.m. Saturday, October 17 matinee at 2p.m., Sunday, October 18 matinee at 1p.m.* and a final Music City performances Sunday, October 18 at 6:3 p.m. (*The Sunday, October 18, 1 p.m. performance offers ASL interpretation, open captioning and audio description.)

Ticket prices vary by seating location and availability. For current prices, seat availability and online ticket purchases, CLICK HERE. For tickets and additional information, visit TPAC. Not in Nashville but want your chance to relive the magic of this family favorite? CLICK HERE to check out future dates as the National Tour continues with current dates set through the spring. You can also follow The Sound of Music on Insta, Facebook, TikTok and YouTube.

Following The Sound of Music, Tennessee Performing Arts Center‘s Broadway at TPAC season continues with Death Becomes Her on stage at Jackson Hall November 3-8. CLICK HERE for tickets. Follow TPAC on TikTok, Instagram, YouTube and Facebook.

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Theatre Review: At The Keeton’s ‘The Curious Savage’ a Wealth of Eccentricity, Laughs and Surprising Heart

October 14, 2026 by Jonathan Pinkerton

There’s something wonderfully reassuring about a play that suggests the people society considers crazy might actually have a better handle on life than those who insist they’re perfectly normal. John Patrick’s The Curious Savage delivers plenty of eccentric comedy, but beneath the laughs lies a pointed observation about money, family, compassion, and the absurdity of judging people by society’s standards. Currently onstage at The Keeton Theatre through October 25, director Michael Welch takes on this 1950 classic with a story that feels surprisingly relevant, reminding audiences that good manners don’t necessarily make good people, and a healthy bank account doesn’t guarantee a happy life.

The premise is deliciously simple. Wealthy widow Ethel Savage wants to use her late husband’s fortune to help people pursue their dreams rather than surrender it to her greedy stepchildren, Titus, Lily Belle, and Samuel. Their solution? Have Ethel committed to The Cloisters, where they expect to bring her to her senses. Instead, Ethel discovers a community of wonderfully unconventional individuals whose humanity puts her supposedly respectable family to shame.

Welch’s production understands that the comedy works best when the characters are treated as people rather than punchlines. The residents’ eccentricities provide the laughs, but their vulnerability and capacity for compassion give the play its heart. The result is a reminder that perhaps the most troubling behavior comes not from those who see the world differently, but from those convinced their own way is the only acceptable one.

Ann Street-Kavanagh’s Ethel Savage is, to borrow a phrase, a performance of “tenacious mediocrity unhampered by taste.” I kid, I kid. (See the show and you’ll get the joke.) Seriously, this might be Street-Kavanagh’s shining moment in local theatre. She seems to have been born to play Ethel Savage, balancing the character’s whimsical nature with a quiet determination that makes her impossible to dismiss. She is the heart of the production, and watching her navigate Ethel’s determination to live life on her own terms is a genuine pleasure. The night I attended, Street-Kavanagh’s mic pack slipped from her dress mid-scene. Without missing a beat, she simply grabbed it, held it in her hand, and finished the scene like a pro. It was an impressively unfussy bit of theatrical problem-solving that demonstrated exactly the kind of composure you want from a seasoned performer.

As Titus Savage, Jason Rainwater delivers the haughty, self-important attitude that fits perfectly into the world of the societal Savages. Titus is a man accustomed to having his opinions respected and his expectations met, and Rainwater captures the character’s sense of entitlement without losing sight of the comedy. He represents the kind of respectable authority that playwright Patrick enjoys skewering, proving that a distinguished public image and a decent moral compass are two entirely different things. Yet another reason this 76-year-old play still feels oh so relevant.

Frederick ‘Rick’ Heiman Jr.’s Samuel Savage brings an authenticity to the character’s disdain for just about anything that inconveniences him. A judge whose own values are considerably less impressive than his professional title suggests, Samuel is driven by greed and an impressive capacity for irritation. Heiman makes that self-serving attitude part of the character’s comic appeal, giving Samuel the air of a man who considers everyone else’s existence a personal affront.

Katie Delaune’s Lily Belle Savage is an especially enjoyable balancing act. She understands Lily Belle’s concern with appearances and what other people think while also allowing a genuine concern for her stepmother to peek through. That little bit of humanity makes Lily Belle more interesting than a simple caricature of an avaricious socialite. Delaune also demonstrates terrific comedic prowess, particularly in one late-hour scene when Lily Belle drops behind the sofa and re-emerges a little worse for wear to riotous laughter. It’s a perfectly timed physical-comedy moment that earns every giggle.

Among the residents of The Cloisters, Brittany Mask brings gentleness and humanity to Florence, the grieving mother who carries a doll she believes to be her young son, John, lost to illness five years previous. In researching to chat with some of the cast for my recent Rapid Fire 20Q, I discovered that some recent productions have chosen to portray the child as presence throughout the play, but The Keeton’s presentation follows the original 1950 production’s approach, allowing the doll to represent Florence’s son as she understands him. It’s a choice that keeps the focus squarely on Florence’s emotional reality, and Mask handles the character with tenderness rather than turning her grief into a cheap laugh. Her performance brings an affecting humanity not only to Florence but to the play itself, reminding us that the residents’ eccentricities often have deeply personal roots.

And speaking of John, young Logan Dowlen makes a brief appearance as Florence’s son during the dream sequence at the play’s end, earning the distinction of cutest co-star, ever. It’s a fleeting moment, but one that adds a sweet punctuation mark to Florence’s story.

As Hannibal, Damon Cathey brings a kind of Forrest Gump-ish simplicity to the role. His character’s conviction that he is a concert violinist is another example of the play’s fascination with the realities people create for themselves. Cathey leans into Hannibal’s guileless quality, adding another distinct personality to the ensemble without making the character’s eccentricity the whole point.

Riley Basner’s Jeffrey is notable for his perfectly presented shyness. An all-too-young war veteran carrying emotional scars, Jeffrey is a character whose reticence speaks volumes. Basner’s understated approach provides a welcome contrast to some of the production’s broader comic personalities, giving Jeffrey space to be vulnerable without pushing the sentiment too hard.

Kathy Crisp’s Ms. Paddy is captivating—and relatable. After all, my mantra is quite often “I hate everybody,” so a woman who only speaks to list the things she hates is my kind of woman. Crisp’s otherwise nonverbal Ms. Paddy is a silent scene-stealer, proving that a character doesn’t need a mountain of dialogue to leave a memorable impression. Her expressive presence and wonderfully sour outlook make her one of the production’s most entertaining eccentricities.

Christina Shandor’s Fairy May is the group’s resident optimist, comedically bespectacled and wigged in what can only be described as a cross between Little Orphan Annie and Pippi Longstocking. Her sunny disposition and colorful imagination provide plenty of comic opportunities, but there’s a more vulnerable character underneath all that cheerfulness. Fairy May’s insistence on seeing the good in everything is also a way of protecting herself from the harsher realities of the world. Shandor brings an infectious energy to the role, and you absolutely have to stay until the end to see not just how Fairy May sees herself, but how Mrs. Savage sees her and her fellow inhabitants. It’s a lovely final touch that gives the audience one more reason to reconsider the assumptions they’ve made about the people of The Cloisters.

The staff of The Cloisters provides another perspective on the institution and its residents. Tony Barrow’s textbook performance as Dr. Emmett works well within the sterile, mechanical atmosphere of a sanitarium. His recitative, unfluctuating delivery offers a contrast to the unpredictable personalities in his care, reinforcing the system-desired orderly framework surrounding the residents’ unconventional lives.

photos by Donna Driver/courtesy The Keeton

Kathleen McClanahan’s Miss Willie, meanwhile, mixes kindness with empathy and a little unexpected spirit. As the nurse who remains at The Cloisters to care for her husband, a war pilot who has lost his memory, Miss Willie embodies the complicated intersection of love and obligation. McClanahan gives the character warmth while allowing glimpses of the determination beneath her gentle exterior. I have always found it odd that the revelation about her relationship doesn’t happen sooner in the play, as it is almost lost when it finally comes to light. It’s an important piece of her story, and one that might carry greater emotional weight if the audience had more time to absorb its implications.

Behind the scenes, Welch is supported by stage manager Hailey Pelletier, and a team of skilled artisans. Technical director and set designer Kevin Driver brings authenticity to the play’s mid-century setting by peppering the stage with a console tube radio, the de rigueur framed print of Thomas Lawrence‘s portrait of Pinkie and other touches. Though I do question the publication date of a certain magazine located on the coffee table. (I’m sure The Keeton’s go-to graphic designer Danny Proctor, or even I could provide a vintage mag if asked, but I digress). Costumer Denese René Evans‘ work, most notably via wardrobe choices of Florence and Lily Belle again reinforce the vintage era. Mrs. Savage is decked out in finery–though that sparkle-accented jacket reads a bit too modern and those black character shoes are, well, out of character for a woman of her status. Sound designer Steve Love, and lighting designer Jesse Watts. work seamlessly in tandem to help establish the institutional, yet inviting world of The Cloisters, providing the setting for a story that moves between comic absurdity and genuine emotional reflection.

Ultimately, The Curious Savage is less interested in defining madness than in exposing the peculiar behavior of people who are convinced they have everything figured out. Ethel’s stepchildren may have money, status, and social standing, but the residents of The Cloisters offer something far more valuable: compassion, companionship, and the freedom to be themselves.

The Keeton Theatre’s production gives this classic comedy an opportunity to remind us that kindness matters more than appearances, that wealth cannot buy genuine affection, and that the people who make life worthwhile are often those who understand us without demanding that we change. After all, a little eccentricity may be the least of our problems. And if Ethel Savage has anything to teach us, it’s that a generous heart and an independent mind are worth considerably more than a fat bank account and a family tree full of people waiting to cash in.

The Keeton‘s The Curious Savage continues through Sunday, October 25. CLICK HERE for tickets. For Friday and Saturday performances, doors are at 5:45pm with dinner service until 6:45 and show beginning at 7pm. Thursdays are show only with doors at 6:30pm and show at 7pm. For Sunday matinees, doors open at 12:45pm with meal service until 1:45pm and showtime at 2pm.

Next up following The Curious Savage, The Keeton presents their holiday offering Scrooge in Love on stage December 3-20. So you don’t miss out on upcoming shows at The Keeton Dinner Theatre, follow them on Facebook, X and Instagram.

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Theatre Review: Full Disclosure: Studio Tenn’s ‘The Addams Family’ a Broadway-Worthy Musical Fright Delight

October 13, 2026 by Jonathan Pinkerton

all photos by Sammy Hearn/courtesy Studio Tenn

They’re creepy, they’re kooky, they’re altogether spooky, and they’ve arrived in Franklin looking better than ever. Studio Tenn’s production of THE ADDAMS FAMILY MUSICAL, on stage through Sunday, October 25, at The Turner Theater inside The Factory at Franklin, is a wickedly entertaining reminder that when it comes to theatrical spectacle, impeccable casting, and deliciously dark comedy, this beloved family knows how to make an entrance. With Broadway-worthy production values, eye-popping costumes, powerhouse vocals, and director Patrick Cassidy keeping the macabre merriment moving at just the right pace, this is one family reunion you won’t want to miss.

Based on the iconic characters created by Charles Addams, with a book by Marshall Brickman and Rick Elice and music and lyrics by Andrew Lippa, THE ADDAMS FAMILY MUSICAL finds Wednesday Addams (Anna Jones) in the unfamiliar territory of being in love. Her chosen beau, Lucas Beineke (Dylan James), is a perfectly respectable young man from a perfectly respectable family. Naturally, Wednesday’s idea of domestic bliss involves introducing him to her delightfully dysfunctional clan, while asking her parents to keep their more unusual tendencies under wraps. What could possibly go wrong? Well, when Gomez (Brian Michael Jones), Morticia (Sandra Allen), Uncle Fester (Jacob Waid), Grandma (Rachel Agee), Pugsley (James Hodgin), and Lurch (Scott Patrick Wilson) are involved, practically everything—and that’s precisely the fun of it.

At the helm, Cassidy understands that the trick to a successful ADDAMS FAMILY isn’t simply to deliver a parade of familiar characters and macabre sight gags. The comedy works because the characters are played with conviction, the relationships feel genuine, and the absurdity is never treated as an excuse to phone in the performances. Cassidy’s direction allows the physical comedy, romantic entanglements, and musical numbers to coexist without one overwhelming the others. The result is a production that feels polished, purposeful, and gloriously larger than life. There’s a confidence to this staging that recalls the kind of professional sheen audiences associate with Broadway, and the company delivers on that promise.

As Gomez Addams, Brian Michael Jones is the consummate master of ceremonies for this gloriously peculiar household. Familiar to Studio Tenn audiences, Jones marks his fourth production with the company, and his turn as the amorous, quick-witted patriarch is another welcome addition to that relationship. Gomez must balance his devotion to Morticia with his protective instincts as a father, all while navigating the family’s increasingly complicated affairs. Jones handles the character’s comic timing and romantic sincerity with ease, giving Gomez the charm and theatrical flair the role demands. He makes it clear that, beneath the pinstripes and the mischief, this is a man who adores his family—even when that family makes his life considerably more complicated.

Sandra Allen’s Morticia Addams is a vision of dark glamour and commanding theatricality. Allen possesses a voice that is every bit as alluring as Morticia herself, and she uses it to glorious effect throughout the production. Her movement is equally impressive, particularly in “Tango de Amor,” where she brings the character’s sensuality and precision together in a number that practically sizzles. And then there’s that dress. Yes, that dress, cut down to Venezuela! It’s a jaw-dropping bit of costuming that would make even Morticia’s famously expressive eyebrows arch in approval. Allen understands that Morticia’s power lies in her composure, her wit, and her ability to command a room without appearing to exert the slightest effort. She is the very definition of dark elegance, with a vocal presence and physical confidence that make every entrance an occasion.

Jacob Waid’s Uncle Fester is an absolute delight, combining vocal strength, romantic exuberance, and an endearingly off-kilter sincerity that makes the character impossible not to love. Fester’s devotion to the moon is one of the musical’s most wonderfully ridiculous romantic conceits, and Waid embraces it with the enthusiasm of a man who has finally found his celestial soulmate. During “The Moon and Me,” he looks positively the bee’s knees in his swimsuit, an unexpected visual treat that only adds to the number’s goofy charm. But Waid’s performance is more than a collection of laughs and eccentricities. His commitment to Fester is evident in every detail, right down to the transformation required for the role. Usually quite hirsute, Waid has shaved his head AND his lumbersexual beard to become the bald, delightfully peculiar Fester. That’s dedication, folks! His performance once again backs up why he was named Best Stage Actor in Nashville Scene’s recently announced annual Best of issue. Between the vocals, the physical comedy, and the sheer joy he brings to the role, Waid makes a compelling case for the honor all over again.

Anna Jones, a recent Lipscomb University graduate making her Studio Tenn debut, has the unenviable task of making Wednesday Addams her own while following in the footsteps of one of the most recognizable characters in contemporary musical theatre. Consider that challenge conquered. Jones gives Wednesday a wonderfully deadpan exterior, but there’s just enough vulnerability beneath the black lipstick and killer stare to make her emotional journey believable. Her performance in the Act One fan favorite “Pulled” is a particular highlight, capturing Wednesday’s bewilderment as love begins to interfere with her carefully cultivated darkness. Jones delivers the number with an appealing blend of comic frustration and genuine feeling, making it easy to understand why Wednesday’s sudden brush with normal teenage romance feels so catastrophic to her. She doesn’t merely imitate the character audiences already know; she makes Wednesday her own. If director Cassidy knows what’s good—and I’m quite certain he does—this won’t be Jones’ last outing with Studio Tenn.

As Wednesday’s unsuspecting romantic interest, recent Belmont University graduate Dylan James makes for a charming Lucas Beineke. Last seen in Studio Tenn’s JERSEY BOYS ensemble, James steps into a featured role with an appealing combination of youthful sincerity and romantic determination. His Lucas is a teen dream, and that’s saying something, considering the nightmarish circumstances that meeting the creepy, kooky, ooky, spooky Addams Family might present to a young man expecting a relatively ordinary introduction to his girlfriend’s parents. James makes Lucas more than a straight-laced foil to Wednesday’s eccentricities. He brings enough personality and warmth to the role to establish why these two seemingly incompatible young people might actually be a perfect match. Their budding romance provides the emotional engine for the evening, and James is a winning partner for Jones.

Rachel Agee’s Grandma Addams is one of the production’s many highlights. Almost completely unrecognizable beneath the wig, makeup, glasses, and that wickedly wonderful, intricately detailed costume, Agee disappears into the character with gleeful abandon. And yes, I’m fairly certain one layer of Grandma’s skirt features a zombie print, because apparently even the undead need a little fashion flair. Agee has a knack for making every moment count, whether she’s delivering a perfectly timed reaction or simply occupying a corner of the stage with the air of someone who has seen everything, done most of it twice, and probably poisoned the rest. If she’s onstage, she’s commanding the audience’s attention. Agee, as directed by Cassidy, is a deadly combination—in the very best way.

James Hodgin, the Pugsley I saw, is perfection as the bratty little brother who would rather torture his sister than see her fall in love and leave him behind. As a self-admitted bratty little brother myself, I feel uniquely qualified to recognize the authenticity of this particular sibling dynamic. Hodgin captures Pugsley’s gleeful mischief and underlying desperation with just the right balance, making his attempts to reclaim Wednesday’s attention both funny and oddly sympathetic. There’s something deliciously familiar about a younger sibling who considers torment a legitimate expression of affection, and Hodgin mines that relationship for every laugh. Lucas Goodfriend also shares the role of Pugsley at alternating performances. With these two young actors, rest assured that the Addams’ pint-sized agent of chaos remains a force to be reckoned with throughout the run.

As Lurch, Scott Patrick Wilson breathes life—and a generous helping of heavy sighs—into the Addams family’s towering butler. Lurch is a character whose impact often depends on stillness, timing, and the occasional perfectly placed vocalization, and Wilson understands the assignment. His imposing presence and unhurried delivery provide a terrific counterpoint to the household’s more animated personalities. But don’t mistake his near-silent demeanor for a lack of theatrical contribution. Spoiler alert: Wilson is front and center in the show’s “Move Toward the Darkness” finale, proving that he’s not just a tall drink of Acrimonium. His contribution to the closing number is a particularly satisfying payoff for audiences who have watched this seemingly stoic servant hover in the background.

For the uninitiated, Acrimonium is the potion Pugsley swipes from Grandma to dose Wednesday in an attempt to return his suddenly besotted sister to her former tormenting self. Unfortunately, when Megan Murphy Chambers‘ Alice Beineke accidentally swigs the elixir, an otherwise hopefully uneventful family dinner erupts into a euphoric, laugh-riot awakening. Chambers is absolutely in her element as Alice, the buttoned-up suburban mother whose carefully maintained composure goes spectacularly off the rails. Watching her unleash a liberated, uninhibited version of Alice is one of the evening’s comic pleasures. Chambers knows how to turn a scene into an event, and her transformation gives the production one of its most memorable bursts of hilarity.

As Alice’s husband, Mal Beineke, Geoff Davin holds his own beautifully, proving that Alice’s straight man knows how to bend. Davin supplies the grounded reactions that make Chambers’ increasingly outrageous antics all the funnier, and the pair’s chemistry feels earned rather than manufactured. Both are beloved members of the Nashville-area theatre community, having shared the stage from time to time over the years, and their pairing here allows them to shine in roles that demand both comic precision and a convincing portrayal of a marriage under pressure. Their scenes are a reminder that the show’s central conflict isn’t simply about a supposedly normal family meeting a supposedly abnormal one. It’s about what happens when everyone’s carefully guarded secrets, insecurities, and expectations come spilling out at the same dinner table.

Rounding out the cast as the Addams Ancestors is a virtual who’s who of area up-and-comers and established favorites: Kelsey Brodeur, Maria Logan, Ryann Katherine Perkins, Meggan Utech, O’Neal Black, Alex Dee, Jonah M. Jackson, and Douglas Waterbury-Tieman. They provide the production with much of its visual richness and theatrical energy, helping establish the sense that the Addams family’s eccentricities stretch far beyond the living. The ancestors are more than atmospheric decoration; they contribute to the musical’s sense of tradition, history, and delightfully unconventional family values. Their collective presence gives the ensemble sequences added dimension and helps make the world of the show feel fully populated.

Of course, a musical of this scale succeeds only when the production values can match the performers’ energy, and Studio Tenn has assembled an impressive theatrical package. The costumes, designed by Devon Renee Spencer, are a particular triumph. The Addams family has an unmistakable visual identity, and these designs honor that legacy while giving each character a distinctive silhouette and personality. Homage without without exact duplication and it’s appreciated. Gomez’s tailored darkness, Morticia’s dramatic glamour, Wednesday’s severe monochrome aesthetic, Fester’s gloriously peculiar look, Grandma’s layered eccentricity, and Lurch’s imposing presence all contribute to the production’s cohesive visual language. The ancestors add another dimension of detail, with costumes that reward a closer look and reinforce the show’s macabre sensibility. Look and you’ll find a powdered-wigged dandy, a cowgirl, a flapper and more among the deliciously decked-out deceased. There’s a fine line between spooky and silly, and the wardrobe consistently lands on the right side of both. Makeup and wig design by Bailey Dorflinger-Slee is primarily spot-on, save a couple questionable wig choices—Wednesday’s Karen-ish flyaway nape fringe circa 2020, is…an interesting choice, but Grandma’s fright wig is chaotically crisp and frightfully right. The makeup, especially Fester’s sleepless hollowed eyes, Morticia’s ghoulish glam and the Ancestors’ ghostly glow, all add to the spooktacular look of the show.

The Broadwayesque scenic design by Andrew Cohen, perfectly mood-enhancing lighting design by Stephen Moss , choreo by Anna Claire Perry, music direction by Scott Brons and sound design by Danny Northup all come together brilliantly to further elevate the experience, creating a theatrical world that feels suitably grand without overwhelming the performers. The production’s visual atmosphere shifts to accommodate the show’s romantic, comic, and supernatural elements, while the lighting helps focus attention where it belongs, whether on an intimate exchange or a full-company musical number. The overall aesthetic is polished and purposeful, lending the evening the kind of professional finish that makes Studio Tenn’s larger-scale productions so satisfying. The design elements work in concert with Cassidy’s direction, allowing the performers to remain the focus while surrounding them with an appropriately extravagant Addams universe.

And then there are the voices. This is, after all, a musical, and the company delivers the vocal goods. Lippa’s score moves between big ensemble moments, character-driven comic numbers, and romantic passages, giving the cast ample opportunity to demonstrate its range. Jones’ “Pulled,” Allen’s commanding vocals, Waid’s spirited musicality, and the ensemble’s contributions make the score feel vibrant and alive. The music is never simply an interlude between jokes; it advances the story, deepens the characters, and gives the production its emotional momentum. The choreography and physical staging add further polish, with the company maintaining the precision necessary to make the larger numbers feel exciting rather than chaotic.

What impresses most about Studio Tenn’s THE ADDAMS FAMILY is the way it balances spectacle with character. The familiar black-and-white iconography, the dark humor, and the outrageous family dynamics are all present, but they’re supported by performances that understand the people beneath the eccentricities. Gomez and Morticia are devoted partners. Wednesday is a young woman discovering that love may be more complicated than she imagined. Lucas is a romantic caught between affection and bewilderment. Alice and Mal must confront the distance between the lives they present and the lives they actually lead. Even Pugsley’s desperate attempts to keep his sister close spring from a recognizably human fear of being left behind.

That emotional grounding gives the comedy room to land. The production never asks its audience to choose between laughing at the Addamses and caring about them. Instead, it recognizes that the family’s peculiarities are precisely what make them such enduring theatrical and pop-culture favorites. In this household, being normal would be the real horror.

Studio Tenn’s THE ADDAMS FAMILY MUSICAL is a terrific showcase for a talented local company working at the top of its game. Cassidy’s assured direction, the cast’s spirited performances, the sumptuous costumes, the polished production values, and the score’s infectious theatricality combine to create an evening that feels every bit as ambitious and entertaining as the material deserves. From Allen’s show-stopping Morticia to Waid’s irresistible Fester, Jones’ winning Wednesday, and a supporting company that makes every corner of the Addams universe feel alive, this production delivers the goods.

The Addams family may have built its reputation on darkness, but Studio Tenn has found plenty of light in the shadows—and a whole lot of fun along the way. If you’re looking for a musical with Broadway-worthy polish, memorable performances, and enough kooky charm to make even the most buttoned-up Beineke loosen their collar, head to The Turner Theatre before the family packs up and returns to the crypt. Studio Tenn’s THE ADDAMS FAMILY MUSICAL is on stage now through Sunday, October 25, at The Turner Theatre inside The Factory at Franklin, 230 Franklin Road. CLICK HERE for tickets.

From Spooky Season to the most wonderful time of the year, following THE ADDAMS FAMILY MUSICAL, Studio Tenn rings in the holiday cheer with a return engagement of It’s a Wonderful Life: A Live Radio Play onstage at The Turner Theatre December 3-20. CLICK HERE for tickets or more information. Wanna keep up with the latest from Studio Tenn? Be sure to check out Studio Tenn online at StudioTenn.com or on social media at Facebook, Instagram and X.

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Theatre Review: Nashville Rep’s ‘John Proctor is the Villain’ Flips the Script on ‘The Crucible’ with a Vibrant, Thought-Provoking & Impressive Youthful Eye

October 9, 2026 by Jonathan Pinkerton

all photos courtesy Nashville Rep

If you join us here on JHPEntertainment.com with any regularity, you likely know, after two decades of covering area theatre and a lifetime of loving it, I truly enjoy getting the opportunity to see something new. Having debuted on Broadway just last year, playwright Kimberly Belflower’s John Proctor is the Villain fits the bill. For its Tennessee premiere—on stage at TPAC’s Johnson Theatre thru October 18— Nashville Repertory Theatre wisely places Lauren Shouse at the helm. Shouse’s beautifully staged production of the acclaimed play proves that sometimes the most important thing young people can do is question the stories they’ve been told.

If the name in the title seems familiar, there’s good reason. He’s the perceived tragic hero of Arthur Miller’s The Crucible. There is something wonderfully audacious about taking one of the most frequently assigned American plays in the high-school curriculum and essentially telling an audience, Wait a minute…what if we’ve been looking at this all wrong? That is precisely what playwright Kimberly Belflower does with John Proctor Is the Villain, and Nashville Repertory Theatre’s new production embraces that challenge with intelligence, humor and a remarkable amount of heart.

Rather than attempting to retell Arthur Miller’s The Crucible, Belflower uses it as a jumping-off point for a much larger conversation about the stories we inherit, the people we label heroes and villains, and what happens when a younger generation starts asking questions that previous generations may have been too comfortable not asking. And in the hands of this terrific company, those questions become anything but academic.

Taking place in 2018 and set inside a rural Appalachian Georgia high-school classroom in a one-stoplight town (they’re getting another one), John Proctor Is the Villain follows a group of teenagers whose discussions of Miller’s classic begin to collide with their own increasingly complicated understanding of feminism, relationships, power, reputation, consent (yes, it takes place right smack in the middle of the #MeToo movement) and what it means to actually listen to someone else’s experience. It is indeed serious subject matter.

Fortunately, Belflower knows that teenagers don’t spend their lives speaking in serious declarations about serious subjects. They joke.They gossip. They interrupt each other. They misunderstand each other. They fall in and out of alliances. They say something hilariously inappropriate at exactly the wrong moment. And sometimes, almost accidentally, they say something extraordinarily profound. That balance between humor and emotional weight is one of the greatest strengths of Belflower’s writing—and Shouse’s production understands it beautifully. One can only assume Shouse’s “day job” as an Associate Professor of Theatre Directing at nearby MTSU might have aided her direction.

There is a natural rhythm to this staging that allows the comedy to land without ever diminishing the more difficult material. Just when you think you’re settling comfortably into a funny classroom exchange, the conversation shifts and suddenly you’re thinking about what you’ve just heard. Simply put, that is good theater. And John Proctor Is the Villain is very good theater. Shouse proves particularly adept at working with this predominantly young ensemble. There is no sense that she is directing young actors to act like teenagers. Instead, she gives them the freedom to create recognizable young people with individual personalities, insecurities, contradictions and senses of humor. The result is an ensemble that feels genuinely connected.

Norah Younger’s Shelby Holcomb might not be in the opening scene, but once onstage, immediately commands attention. Younger gives Shelby an appealing intelligence and quickness, but wisely show restraint and uncertainty. There is something more complicated happening underneath Shelby’s rapid-fire observations, and Younger gradually reveals those layers with an impressive combination of confidence and vulnerability.

Advika Ravishankar’s Raelynn Nix is equally compelling. Ravishankar finds the humanity in a character who has spent much of her young life navigating expectations—expectations about who she should be, how she should behave and what her relationships should look like. Watching those assumptions begin to crack is one of the production’s more affecting journeys, and Ravishankar handles that evolution with considerable sensitivity. One of my personal favorite Raelynn moments comes early on in the play when she fires off a rapid succession monologue of exposition to catch up Nell, the newest student, she ends the fast-paced info dump with “and that’s what you missed on Glee”—taking a cue from the intro phrase from the iconic teen-driven TV series that always started each episode.

Aubrey Bagley’s Beth Powell is perfection as the eager to please brainiac of the group who strives for acceptance. She’s the every-girl we all knew and were friends with in high school. Brityn Ramsey’s Nell Shaw, the newest addition to the classroom, having relocated from the more metropolitan Atlanta area, is the cool girl who isn’t afraid to follow whatever is said with an oh-so-biting retort or a not-so-subtle eye roll. Ella Saliba’s Ivy Watkins, who finds herself at the center of one of the many subplots offers up a quieter, unassuming version of the typical well-to-do school girl who could easily be stereotyped as a mean girl, but absolutely isn’t.

At no point do these actors seem like they’re standing around waiting for their next line. They are listening, reacting, judging, supporting, teasing and occasionally steamrolling over one another in ways that make the classroom feel genuinely inhabited. There is a terrific sense of rhythm to the dialogue as presented by the playwright and as brought to life among the performers.

And then there are the adults of the piece Lucas Calhoun as Mr. Carter Smith and McKenna Steel as Ms Bailey. Lucas Calhoun’s Carter Smith, who finds just the right balance in the production’s adult male presence. As the English teacher and faculty advisor to the girls’ newly formed feminism club, Carter occupies an interesting position within the story. Calhoun doesn’t make him a conveniently enlightened adult who always knows exactly what to say. Instead, there is a humanity to his performance that allows Carter to listen, learn and occasionally realize that the most useful thing he can do is get out of the way. That makes Calhoun’s performance considerably more interesting—and considerably more believable. Calhoun’s Mr. Smith is the teacher we all remember from high school. Just a little older than the students, good looking, interested, but not hovering…again reference Glee, think Matthew Morrison as Mr. Will Schuester. McKenna Steel’s Ms Bailey Gallagher, the schools guidance counselor who many of the girls know from when she was a student herself, brings a welcome grounding presence. The girls relate to Steel’s Ms Bailey because she sees herself in them and they in her. When one of the girls unexpected blows up at Ms Bailey, it’s a tense moment that quickly quiets because of the familiarity of their shared experiences as women in a small rural community.

Rounding out the cast and reppin’ the boys, Lorenzo Rivera’s Mason Adams and Brent Bentley’s Lee Turner provide some of the production’s lighter moments without ever allowing their characters to become broad caricatures. In the hands of less skilled young actors, both roles could easily be stereotypes…Mason the jokester, Lee the cocksure jock, but as played by Rivera and Bentley, they reveal layers of uncertainty, self-doubt and eventual understanding, not only of themselves but of their female counterparts. Don’t get it twisted though, this play is about the young women. That said, it is an impressive company from top to bottom.

The chemistry among Younger, Ravishankar and their fellow cast members is one of the production’s greatest assets. There’s never a moment in the action that the audience has to be convinced that we’re not privy to a group of high school girls expanding upon the drama that is being a teenager in the modern era.

These characters have to feel like people who have known one another for years. They need to possess the casual shorthand of friendship—the glances, interruptions, private jokes and tiny frustrations that tell us there is a history between them even when the script isn’t explicitly telling us about it.

A lot of the success also comes from the physical world they’ve been given to inhabit. Scenic Designer Gary C. Hoff creates a classroom that feels immediately recognizable without becoming overly fussy or distracting. It is an environment that feels lived in, and because the entire play unfolds within this world, that authenticity becomes an important part of the storytelling. I frequently say I could live on one of Hoff’s sets and while I have no desire to return to the classroom, Hoff’s classroom is warm, inviting, and memory-unlocking. Minute details like an authentic intercom speaker box we all remember those morning announcement booming from, portraits of literary greats Wilde, Poe, Austen and the like lining the wall above the chalkboard all come together seamlessly to create a believable environment. Oh, and those fall leaves among the smooth rocks lining the path just outside the non-existent school wall nearest the front-facing audience. Nice touch!

The Johnson Theater’s intimacy works especially well here. Rather than placing the audience at a comfortable distance from the action, the space makes us feel almost like another group of observers inside the classroom. We’re close enough to catch the reactions, the shifts in body language and the moments when someone realizes that a conversation has suddenly become much more personal than expected. That closeness is invaluable.

Lighting Designer Amber Whatley complements the staging with a design that subtly tracks the emotional shifts without calling attention to itself. The lighting becomes increasingly expressive as the world of the characters begins to change, helping Shouse transition between the playful, familiar atmosphere of a classroom and the more emotionally charged territory the play eventually explores. Without giving too much away, that Lorde-enhancing pivotal “Green Light” sequence…cinematic indeed!

Melissa K. Durmon’s Costume, Hair & Makeup Design is equally effective. The characters look like contemporary teenagers rather than actors dressed to announce that they’re playing contemporary teenagers. Each individual has a distinct personality reflected in their appearance, while the ensemble still feels like a believable collection of students from the same community. From Mr. Carter’s teacheresque khaki pants to Mason’s plethora of sarcastically phrased t-shirts the wardrobe details do not go unnoticed.

That authenticity extends to the smallest details. And those details matter. From Lee’s fidget spinner to Beth’s stress stuffy. From the way Beth carefully places her books and binders in a mannerly fashion to Raelynn casually tossing her backpack on the floor. Each movement, carefully curated to reveal more about these characters.

Because Belflower’s play is ultimately about authenticity. It’s about the difference between the story we’ve been handed and the story we experience ourselves. It’s about the danger of accepting a narrative simply because it has become familiar. It’s about the uncomfortable realization that the people we have been taught to admire may not always deserve our admiration—and that people we’ve been taught to dismiss may have considerably more to say than we ever bothered to hear.

That is a particularly potent idea to place in the hands of young characters. And Belflower never underestimates them. That’s perhaps what makes John Proctor Is the Villain so refreshing. The adults aren’t automatically right. The teenagers aren’t automatically right, either. Nobody gets to walk away with the moral high ground simply because they have the best argument in the room. Instead, the play asks everyone—including the audience—to listen.

Belflower’s writing is smart enough to leave room for disagreement, while Shouse’s direction keeps that disagreement rooted in character rather than turning the production into a lecture. And that’s an important distinction. This isn’t a play telling an audience what to think. It’s a play encouraging an audience to think. By the time the production reaches its most emotionally resonant moments, the title John Proctor Is the Villain has become more than a provocative punchline. It has become a question about the very nature of heroes and villains—and about how easily those labels can be assigned when we only hear one version of a story. That is where Nashville Rep’s production really hits its stride. What begins as a clever reexamination of The Crucible gradually becomes something much more personal. Because eventually, the question isn’t really about John Proctor. It’s about us. What stories have we accepted without questioning? Whose version did we automatically believe? Who taught us what a hero was supposed to look like? And what happens when someone finally has the courage to say, Maybe that’s not the whole story.

Nashville Repertory Theatre has assembled a production that understands the power of those questions without becoming weighed down by them. Shouse keeps the pace energetic, the young cast keeps the world vibrant and Belflower’s script provides plenty of humor along the way. That combination makes John Proctor Is the Villain not only an important piece of contemporary theater, but an entertaining one. And perhaps that’s the biggest surprise. You come expecting a play about The Crucible. You leave thinking about the stories you’ve been carrying around your entire life. That’s the kind of theatrical alchemy Nashville Rep does exceptionally well.

With Lauren Shouse’s assured direction, Kimberly Belflower’s incisive script, Gary C. Hoff’s authentic scenic design, Amber Whatley’s evocative lighting, Melissa K. Durmon’s finely detailed costumes, hair and makeup, and an exceptionally committed ensemble led by Norah Younger, Advika Ravishankar and Lucas Calhoun, Nashville Repertory Theatre’s John Proctor Is the Villain is a production that earns both its laughs and its more difficult conversations. It doesn’t ask audiences to forget The Crucible. It asks us to look at it again. And perhaps more importantly, it reminds us that sometimes the most important lesson in the classroom is learning that you don’t have to accept the lesson exactly as it was given to you. Smart, funny, provocative and deeply human—Nashville Rep’s John Proctor Is the Villain is contemporary theater at its most engaging, giving a talented young ensemble a story that trusts them to question everything, including the stories we thought we already knew.

Nashville Repertory Theatre‘s John Proctor is the Villain continues at TPAC’s Johnson Theatre (505 Deaderick Street, Nashville, TN 37243) with performances weekends through Sunday, October 18. Thursday thru Saturday evening performances are at 7:30pm. Saturday and Sunday matinees begin at 2pm. Tickets range in price from $45.53-$89.23 (including fees). CLICK HERE to purchase tickets. 

Following John Proctor is the Villain, Nash Rep presents Disney‘s Frozen starring Rachel Potter as Elsa and Aleia Eagleton as Anna, with Lane Adam Williamson as Hans, Colin Carswell as Kristoff, Reagan Allen as Olaf and Connor Adair as Sven. Frozen will be presented in TPAC’s Polk Theatre from December 4-20. CLICK HERE to purchase tickets or for more information. As always, check out Nashville Rep online and follow them on Facebook, X, YouTube and Instagram.

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Theatre Review: HPAC’s ‘Jekyll and Hyde’ a Monster Success; Final Performances Thru October 4

October 1, 2026 by Jonathan Pinkerton

If you’ve never read Robert Lewis Stevenson’s gothic novella The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, first published in 1886, upon which Steve Cuden and Frank Wildhorn conceived the musical Jekyll and Hyde (now onstage at Hendersonville Performing Arts Company through Sunday, October 4) with book and lyrics by Leslie Bricusse and music by Wildhorn—it’s the tale of a Victorian doctor so desperate to find answers about his father’s mental illness who creates a serum which isolates and presents one’s darker side as an almost separate being. Unable to find test subjects, the doctor takes the serum himself, but soon discovers he can’t control when his evil persona comes out of the darkness to wreck havoc on the streets of London—OR…in our current clickbait headline society, and through a slightly sarcastic lens, perhaps the plot of Jekyll and Hyde could easily be mistakenly interpreted as Bipolar Gothic Musical Fever Dream. Ok, so I’m joking, about that last part, but seriously, Jekyll and Hyde is one of a handful of musicals—most of them from the 80s and 90s—that I think I don’t like…until I see them again. HPAC’s current production definitely fits into that category. And, dang, was I wrong about not liking it. I loved it.

HPAC’s presentation helmed by director Marsalis Turner and music director Matthew Marcus marks my third time seeing this gothic musical, following the original pre-Broadway National Tour at TPAC in 1995, Circle Players’ 2010 production. After seeing Jekyll and Hyde three times over the course of more than 30 years, I walked into HPAC knowing the story, knowing the score and knowing exactly what happens to Henry Jekyll. While each production has had its own personality, what I didn’t know was that this production would leave me thinking I had just witnessed something extraordinary. HPAC’s Jekyll & Hyde doesn’t simply stand shoulder to shoulder with those previous productions—it just might be the best locally produced musical I’ve seen in my 20 years of covering theatre and my half century as an audience member. That is not a statement I make lightly.

Through Turner’s guidance, this production understands that Jekyll & Hyde requires more than strong voices and a familiar score. It needs atmosphere, danger, romance, desperation and just enough theatrical excess to make the gothic melodrama work. Turner delivers all of that while making remarkably effective use of HPAC’s performance space. And that space becomes part of the experience.

There is a wonderful sense of movement throughout the production, and I’m not just talking about the revolving circular cutout section of HPAC’s stage. Turner, alongside choreographer Allee Williams present a clear vision and keen eyes while staging the show and its two dozen plus ensemble with direction, placement and movement that makes the theatre feel considerably larger than the intimate space it occupies. Interestingly, when the plot calls for it—Jekyll’s transformation, a crowded street, the angry mod—the space also becomes uncomfortably crowded, but in the best way. Having been seated on the front row, there were scenes when Hyde’s snarling seemed frighteningly aimed directly at those of us in the audience within eyeshot. Conversely, there were moments when Lucy and the dancehall girls gave audience members a flirtatious glance. The result is a production that never feels confined by its surroundings, but invites its audience in. It’s a bit of unexpected immersive theatre.

One of the biggest surprises of the evening is just how ambitious this production looks. The set design by Dr. Andrew Armstrong and Britt Burkey is truly breathtaking, with Jekyll’s laboratory standing out as a particular triumph. Spookily illuminated and beautifully integrated into the action, the laboratory becomes more than scenery—it feels like an extension of Jekyll’s increasingly fractured mind. Spoiler Alert: When that turntable section of the stage rotates to reveal the laboratory (and if you didn’t read the word laboratory hearing a mad scientist’s voice in your head, what’s wrong with you?) there were approving audible gasps. It’s that gorgeous.

That atmosphere is heightened by Will Scoggins’ lighting design, which understands that Jekyll & Hyde is a story built in shadows. The lighting doesn’t simply illuminate the action; it helps create the world in which these characters are trapped. Gotta love a flooding of red light washing over the entire set when Hyde claims prey. A truly cinematic moment.

And then there are the three people at the center of that world. DéYonté Jenkins, as Henry Jekyll and Edward Hyde, takes on one of musical theatre’s great dual-role challenges and makes the transformation between the two personalities feel like an actual psychological unraveling rather than a theatrical gimmick. With the seemingly simple act of letting down his hair, increasing his audible breathing, snarling and yes, a bit of sweat and snotting, Jenkins transforms from Jekyll to Hyde in a scarily brilliant manner. Jekyll’s idealism, desperation and obsession gradually give way to Hyde’s darker liberation, and Jenkins makes that descent increasingly compelling. Again, the intimacy of this venue works with the show, not against it. Let’s not sleep on Jenkins’ vocals either. From Jekyll’s first musical number “Lost in the Darkness” to his final public transformation during “The Wedding”, whether as the meek and smooth as silk voiced Jekyll or the growling, guttural Hyde, Jenkins’ vocal control is enchanting. Those familiar with the musical can rest assured when Jenkins tackles “This is The Moment”, it’s not just a song title, it is the truth.

As Emma Carew, Dr. Henry Jekyll’s intended, Rebekah Joy brings an emotional strength to the production that keeps the character from becoming merely the devoted woman waiting for the troubled man she loves to come to his senses. There is genuine resilience beneath Emma’s affection, and Joy gives that emotional journey considerable weight. Vocally, Joy puts the opera in gothic opera. “Take Me As I Am”, Emma and Jekyll’s Act 1 duet showcases Joy’s control and power as a vocalist and as an actress. During this number you could have heard a pin drop in the sold out audience as Joy’s Emma hit that final note. Same goes for her Act 2 showstopper, “Once Upon a Dream”—goosebumps.

Then there is Francesca Noe as Lucy Harris, whose performance may be the production’s most heartbreaking. Noe gives Lucy vulnerability without ever making her fragile, allowing us to see a woman desperately searching for a way out of a world that has offered her precious few choices. Let’s face it, Lucy is the OG Pretty Woman, a hooker with a heart. Matching her co-stars note for note Noe’s vocal performance is gorgeous, but it is the emotional storytelling underneath those vocals that makes Lucy so affecting. From the rousing, rambunctious “Bring On the Men” to the Act 1 11 o’clock showstopper, “Someone Like You” Noe’s Lucy is stunningly captivating.

Together, Jenkins, Joy and Noe create something particularly effective: three people surrounded by others while carrying their own profound sense of isolation. It is that shared loneliness that gives the story much of its emotional power.

Skillfully aiding our lead as he navigates the uncertainty of his transformation is Elliott Robinson as Gabriel John Utterson, who initially serves up a bit of narrative exposition. Not gonna lie…knowing Robinson was among the cast was reason enough for me to check out this production. As he has done with any role he has taken on over the last two decades that he’s been a staple of area theatre, Robinson, simply by his presence, elevates the production. While this production doesn’t necessarily need any extra help in elevation, Robinson’s Utterson is the perfect unexpected ally to Jenkins’ troubled duality. Early on, Robinson’s Utterson joins the crowd for ‘Facade’ where he sings the telling line, “Each man you meet in the street isn’t one man, but two!” And how! It’s a simple phrase that could easily be lost if uttered by a lesser performer, but in Robinson’s capable hands, you’re like…Damn right.

The supporting cast features Lewis Walling, Alex Brazil, Jennifer Agatte, Tristan Graves, Noah Evitts, Ben Teal Davis, Adam Lang, Anthony Leverenz, Ezra High, Grace Montgomery, Brian Traughber, James Pevahouse and Kristen Pevahouse, Listen, thanks to their shared last name…

and their playbill bios…I now know that James and Kristen are married in real life, but even before I read that little tidbit, I noticed their playful chemistry as the brutish Spider and the spiritedly seductive Nellie.

The ensemble includes Francine Green-Thomas, Rachel Kell, Mary Mayhugh, Mack Overfelt, Jaime Riley, Savannah Villines, Genevieve Weaver and Sarah Fye (who also serves as assistant choreographer…wait! is that why she was the only dance hall girl wearing white lace-up ankle jacks when all the other Red Rat girls wear black?). Each and every member of the cast contributes to the production’s sense of place, helping create a world that feels populated beyond whatever scene is immediately unfolding.

Marsalis Turner, pulling double duty as director and Sound Designer, deserves particular praise, along with Markis Turner and Music Director Matthew Marcus, for the sound mixing. The score sounds full without swallowing the singers, allowing the vocal performances to remain front and center while still giving the orchestra the room it needs to create the musical’s dramatic sweep. Another subtle touch that deserves recognition: the use of reverb on several of the show’s key solo numbers. It gives those voices an almost ghostly quality, enhancing the haunting sense of aloneness that all three leads unknowingly share. It is a relatively small technical choice that adds considerable emotional depth to the production.

Marcus’ work as Music Director also helps keep the show’s demanding score moving with the dramatic urgency it requires, while the ensemble and supporting cast provide the Victorian world surrounding our central trio.

The production’s sound design makes that feeling even more pronounced. This is only my second show at Hendersonville Performing Arts Company, and while I thoroughly enjoyed HPAC’s previous production of Merrily We Roll Along, I recall the orchestra occasionally overpowering the vocals.

That problem has been remedied beautifully for Jekyll and Hyde. The 12-piece orchestra is located across the hall from the theatre space, allowing the sound team to control and blend the instrumentation with the vocals rather than having the orchestra compete with the performers. The difference is immediately noticeable.

There is also plenty happening behind the scenes to make the Jekyll and Hyde world work. Melissa Harris’ costume design helps establish the period and social distinctions of the characters without overwhelming the performers, while Melissa Kelly, as Assistant Costume Designer, contributes to that visual cohesion. If I could offer one tiny nitpicky note: steam those gorgeous gown fully. What can I say? I was distracted by a crease in one of Emma’s early outfits. Oh, and what was up with those mismatched argyles one of the male ensemble was sporting…YES, when a production is this great, you notice very minor imperfections).

While there was no one listed in the playbill credited for wigs/hair, it’s another element that lends authenticity and professionalism to this production. I was indeed impressed with, in particular, the ladies of the cast and their period authentic hairstyles. As for the good doctor, Jenkins opts for a, shall we say, smooth operator look in real life, so for Jekyll/Hyde he dons a wig. Yes, production could have sprung for a less-synthetic one—it did get kind of tangled during one key transformation scene and seemed to present a slightly lower hairline during Act 2, but again…when the rest of the show is so stellar, I’ve gotta mention the tiniest flaws, otherwise my own Jekyll/Hyde reputation as an honest reviewer might be tainted.

From the spooky frothing magic potion that turns Jekyll to Hyde to those candles that light the lab and books that become almost unnoticeably more disheveled and chaotic as the transformations become more frequent and uncontrolled…it’s those little touches by the set, scenic and props crew that bring you in this gothic world, and keep you there. Oh, and be sure and take notice of the handbills, notices and posters pasted to the wall just to the right of the main stage. My companion for the evening and I had fun during intermission figuring out what classic London lore each one represented. Nice touch! There’s also a fun, albeit completely out of place nod to our own skyline mixed in amongst the 1880s London skyline.

What makes all of this especially satisfying is discovering how much talent exists inside a company that could easily be overlooked by Nashville audiences. This incredibly ambitious theatre company is unassumingly tucked away in a newly revitalized strip mall just 15 miles outside Nashville in nearby Hendersonville. You could drive right past it. Don’t.

If Merrily We Roll Along was my introduction to what HPAC could do, Jekyll and Hyde is the production that has made me sit up and pay considerably closer attention. Because there is a difference between a community theatre production that successfully puts on a musical and a production that makes you momentarily forget where you are. HPAC achieves the latter.

There are moments during Jekyll and Hyde when the combination of Jenkins, Joy and Noe, the orchestra, the lighting, the sound design and that spectacular laboratory create an atmosphere that feels far bigger than the address on the marquee would suggest. And that’s ultimately what theatre is supposed to do.

Marsalis Turner and his cast and creative team have created a production that is ambitious without being pretentious, atmospheric without becoming overdone, and emotional without losing the deliciously melodramatic spirit of the material. For a musical about a man attempting to separate the good and evil within himself, HPAC has found the perfect balance between the two. There is the spectacle. There is the darkness. There is the romance. There is the madness. And, at the center of it all, there are three remarkable performances and two dozen more supporting players that make us care about the people underneath the gothic theatrics. After 20 years of covering theatre and 50 years of sitting in the audience, I don’t throw around “best locally produced musical” casually. But this production makes a very convincing case for the distinction. HPAC’s Jekyll and Hyde isn’t simply a production worth discovering. It’s a production worth talking about. So don’t sleep on this company. Don’t let the unassuming address fool you. And don’t wait for Hyde to come looking for you. Go find him yourself.

Jekyll and Hyde: The Musical promises HPAC patrons a suitably sinister and thoroughly entertaining way to ease into the Halloween season. Jekyll and Hyde wraps its three week run at Hendersonville Performing Arts Company (260 West Main Street Suite 204, Hendersonville, TN 37075) with performances through Sunday, October 4. Performances are at 7:30pm Thursdays-Saturdays with 2pm matinees on Sundays. Tickets are $25/Adults and $22/Students and Seniors. All tickets are reserved seating. CLICK HERE to purchase tickets. For ADA accommodations, please call the box office at 615.826.6037. Please note: Jekyll and Hyde is rated PG-13 for violence, dark themes, sexual content and frightening scenes. 

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Theatre Review: OH, WHAT A NIGHT! JERSEY BOYS Still Has the Magic 20 Years Later; at TPAC thru Sunday as National Tour continues

September 18, 2026 by Jonathan Pinkerton

There are shows you see once and check off the list. Then there are shows that keep pulling you back, year after year, like some sort of particularly catchy musical siren song. For me, Jersey Boys is definitely the latter. Now onstage at TPAC‘s Jackson Hall thru Sunday, September 20 as the 20th Anniversary National Tour continues, attending the show’s second night in Music City marks the sixth time in 20 years I’ve seen it—and my third time seeing it at Tennessee Performing Arts Center. So, yes, I know when the songs are coming, I know where the laughs are, I know where the story is going…and I still found myself completely caught up in the ride.

That may be the greatest compliment I can give Jersey Boys: after six times, it still works. Officially kicking off just last week in Syracuse, this national tour arrives with an interesting distinction. While the 20th Anniversary Tour is a non-Equity production, the creative forces behind the original phenomenon remain very much in charge. Des McAnuff, the show’s original director, is back at the helm, while Sergio Trujillo, whose original choreography helped define the production, returns with his original choreography. I mention the non-equity status because a non-equity tour can, occasionally, be scaled-down considerably from a show’s Broadway run. Perhaps, because this tour has been so hands-on with the full cooperation of the original creative forces, this incarnation doesn’t feel like any expenses were spared, no corners were cut and no holds barred for this landmark anniversary tour. For the show’s two and a half hour runtime, I’m confident that the entire audience at TPAC would tell the cast our eyes and ears adored them!

This isn’t just another jukebox musical. This is a show with some serious hardware in its trophy case: the Tony Award for Best Musical, the Laurence Olivier Award for Best New Musical and the Grammy Award for Best Musical Show Album. Twenty years after its Broadway debut, it doesn’t take long to see why.

The genius of Jersey Boys has always been its storytelling structure. The show cheekily divides itself into Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter, giving a knowing wink to the name of the group while providing four distinct chapters in the lives of The Four Seasons.

Spring gives us the genesis—the young men, the dreams and the unlikely beginnings. Summer is the rocket ride, as the group discovers fame, fortune and what happens when those little songs they’ve been working on suddenly become enormous hits. Fall brings the cracks in the foundation: personal conflicts, financial problems, uncertainty and the realization that success can be every bit as complicated as failure. Then comes Winter, with its reflection, loss and the ultimate accolade: The Four Seasons’ 1990 induction into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Not bad for some kids from Jersey.

The cleverness of that four-season structure isn’t merely branding. It gives the show a natural dramatic progression while providing one of those delightful little theatrical winks that Jersey Boys is so good at delivering.

Of course, you can’t talk about Jersey Boys without talking about the music. And in the vernacular of the Jersey Boys, holy f’in jukebox, is there a lot of it. The production packs more than 30 songs, and this cast nails the vocal demands with the kind of precision that makes The Four Seasons’ famously distinctive sound seem effortless.

The Four Seasons’ musical catalog is so deep—they had 40 songs land on the Billboard Top 40—that there simply isn’t enough room in one musical to accommodate all those hits. The Playbill acknowledges that problem in particularly delightful fashion, with a footnote titled “The Ones That Got Away,” recognizing more than a dozen additional Four Seasons and Frankie Valli bangers that didn’t make the final cut.

But it’s not simply the quantity of the songs that makes this production sing. It’s the quality of the vocals. Audiences arrive knowing exactly how these songs are supposed to sound, from Valli’s unmistakable falsetto to those intricate Four Seasons harmonies.

This cast understands that assignment.

As Frankie Valli, Coby Oram delivers the vocal precision you’d expect from a performer stepping into one of pop music’s most distinctive voices, but there’s also a strong emotional dimension beneath the falsetto. Valli isn’t simply the guy who sings the really high notes; we’re watching a young man grow into the person who ultimately has to carry the group forward. Oram is equally adept at hitting the high notes as he is knocking it out of the park during the show’s more tense relationship moments whether exploring his fractured family dynamic or the never-ending allegiance to his fellow hitmakers.

Peyton Schoenhofer brings youthful energy and confidence to Bob Gaudio, the songwriter whose creative contributions helped fuel the group’s remarkable run. His Gaudio possesses just the right combination of ambition, talent and youthful uncertainty. Schoenhofer exemplifies a great balance of Gaudio’s seemingly more sheltered upbringing–compared to the a couple of the other boys, who racked up police records before platinum ones–with an unexpected business savvy that would be a key element in his relationship with Valli.

Harry Sperduto makes Tommy DeVito an entertainingly combustible force, bringing plenty of swagger and humor to a character whose ambitions ultimately come with a steep price. Tommy can be charming, funny, infuriating and reckless—and Sperduto keeps all of those qualities in play without reducing DeVito to a cartoon gangster. You know he’s good when, time after time of screwing over his bandmates, the audience still feels for him and cheers both his misdeeds and his achievements.

Owen McCredie gives Nick Massi the quietest member of the quartet a genuine presence, allowing us to understand the man beneath that reserved exterior. There’s a dry wit and simmering frustration beneath Nick’s reserved exterior,  and McCreedie lets those qualities emerge naturally, making Nick’s eventual departure from the group on of the evening’s more effective moments. McCredie doesn’t let get lost amid all those bigger personalities, he crafts a careful, thoughtful presence. While Valli’s falsetto might have made him the bigger star, McCredie’s booming bass voice as Massi is swoon worthy.

Together, the four are a cohesive, convincing unit—and that’s crucial. The Four Seasons weren’t four soloists who happened to stand next to each other. Their magic was in the blend. This cast gets it.

While the primary focus is of course on the aforementioned quartet, one of the strengths of this production is that Jersey Boys doesn’t treat its four principals as the only people worth watching. Andrew Sattler makes an especially memorable impression as Bob Crewe, bringing a larger-than-life theatricality to the eccentric producer and lyricist who becomes such an important part of the group’s story.

Nicholas Dion Reese gets the evening off to an energetic start with an updated, internationally flavored take on “Ces soirées-là,” better known stateside as “December, 1963 (Oh, What a Night!),” The Four Seasons’ final No. 1 hit from 1975. It’s an attention-grabbing opening that immediately announces that this isn’t going to be a sleepy trip through an oldies playlist.

Among the female members of the ensemble, Eliza Levy makes an impression as Mary Delgado and others, helping bring the women surrounding these four men into sharper focus rather than allowing them to become mere scenery in the boys’ story. While she’s initially written as a stereotypical Jersey girl, Delgado doesn’t rest on that, bringing dimension to what could easily be a throw-away role. Her vocals on the late Act 1 tune “My Eyes Adored You” in an adroit call and response opposite Oram’s Frankie, reveal a welcomed depth to not only her portrayal, but the classic song itself. 

Another highlight in the supporting cast comes in Sarah Coleman‘s turn as Francine Valli particularly as the story begins exploring the one of the show’s more somber elements revealing the personal costs of Frankie Valli’s extraordinary career. It’s a relatively small role with only a couple of minutes on stage, but it’s one of the show’s most impactful. Coleman, like many of the supporting players appears throughout in a multitude of other roles, but it’s her brief time on stage as Valli’s daughter that stays with the audience.

And then there’s Joe Pesci. Yes, THAT Joe Pesci, as the script cheekily reminds us. The real Pesci was friends with the young Four Seasons, and his connection to the group is one of those almost-too-good-to-be-true details from their early history. Here, the role gets an especially fun Nashville twist thanks to Grant Weathington, a 2025 Belmont University graduate. For those in the TPAC audience who know that little bit of local trivia, it’s one more reason to enjoy the character when he pops up.

Speaking of Nashville, the Music City connection doesn’t stop there. One of the original members and creative forces behind The Four Seasons, Bob Gaudio, has been a Nashville resident since the 1990s. So when the show reaches its later “where are they now?” passage and mentions that Gaudio now spends his days on his boat in Nashville, the response from the TPAC audience was noticeably more enthusiastic than your average biographical footnote. There was definitely a little “That’s OUR Bob!” energy in the room. It’s a small moment, but it’s one of those details that makes seeing a touring production in its proper local context so much fun.

The remarkable thing about Jersey Boys after two decades (six decades if you count The Four Seasons’ real-life history) isn’t simply that the songs remain popular. It’s that the story still works. The musical understands that success stories are rarely as simple as the finished record. Behind every No. 1 hit are relationships, egos, debts, bad decisions, sacrifices, arguments and people trying to figure out what comes next.

That’s what keeps Jersey Boys from becoming nothing more than a jukebox with a plot. The music may be the sugar, but the complicated relationships are the substance. And the 20th Anniversary Tour gives audiences the best of both worlds: a production rooted in the staging that originally made the musical a Tony-, Olivier- and Grammy-winning phenomenon, now performed by a fresh cast with its own chemistry and energy.

Twenty years after Jersey Boys first took Broadway by storm, this new generation of Four Seasons proves that the songs still soar, the story still resonates and there are apparently still plenty of audiences willing to sing along. After six trips alongside The Four Seasons myself, I’m apparently still not ready to say goodbye. And really…why would I? Four seasons. More than 30 songs. Forty Top 40 hits. Twenty years. as one of modern theatre’s most beloved musical.Oh, what a night!


Catch the 20th Anniversary National Tour at Nashville’s TPAC September 16-20. CLICK HERE to purchase tickets or for more information. Following Jersey Boys TPAC’s 2026/2027 Season continues with The Sound of Music onstage October 13-18. Follow TPAC on TikTok, Instagram, YouTube and Facebook.

Not in Nashville? It’s likely Jersey Boys will be working their way back to you, so check them out on Facebook, X, Insta, TikTok, YouTube and Threads to see when it rolls into your city and find out why, two decades later, Jersey Boys remains one of Broadway’s most irresistible musical stories.

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Theatre Review: Playhouse 615’s ‘Die, Mommie, Die!’: Campy Family Affair That’s Dressed To Kill with Caustic Laughs

September 1, 2026 by Jonathan Pinkerton

Charles Busch’s Die, Mommie, Die! , currently onstage thru September 13, as co-directed by Diane Bearden and Daniel Vincent, transforms Playhouse 615 into the lavish Beverly Hills home of Angela Arden Sussman (local drag persona Veronika Electronika), a once-famous Hollywood star whose glamorous life has become considerably less glamorous behind closed doors. Her marriage to film producer Sol (Daniel Vincent) is crumbling, her daughter Edith (Christian Swann) is devoted to Daddy while harboring a serious grudge against Mommie, and son Lance (Zach McMasters) is trying to navigate his own peculiar place within the family. Add Angela’s decidedly complicated relationship with her lover Tony Parker (Wanderson Rezende), Bootsie Carp (Deborah Seidel), a suspicious maid and enough secrets to fill a Hollywood gossip column, and Busch has concocted a comic thriller where murder and mayhem are served right alongside the martinis.

I attended opening night, and before the play even began, I was already impressed by what I saw onstage. The set design (courtesy Eric Bradley & Wanderson Rezende) and construction (Bradley, Rezende, McMasters & Abby Waddoups) perfectly convey the expected opulence of a forgotten star’s late-1960s Beverly Hills mansion. It’s a vast improvement over the company’s previous production’s bubbled-up faux wood wallpaper, giving me hope before the lights even dimmed to start the show.

Thankfully, that optimism wasn’t misplaced. While there were a few occasional fumbled lines and a couple of dropped props along the way, opening night jitters are to be expected, and the cast generally recovered without disrupting the momentum. More importantly, everyone seemed to understand precisely what kind of theatrical playground Busch has created—and they were more than willing to play in it.

Electronika, who, in recent years has appeared in pretty much every drag-related production at Playhouse 615, proves effective as Angela Arden Sussman. Having been a fan favorite amongst Nashville’s drag community for nearly a quarter of a century (she knows I love her, it just reads cattier that way) whether she’s reading to kiddies at drag story hour–literacy…it’s SO controversial–hosting a charity event, lobbying for LGBTQIA+ rights, performing a drag show or appearing in a theatrical production, you know you’re gonna get a bit of the diva that is Veronika Electronika, especially if that’s how she’s credited in the playbill. Such is the case with Veronika as Angela. She’s larger than life, self-indulging, wickedly self-important, and thanks to Veronika’s own wardrobe doubling for Angela’s, dressed to the mother-fuckin’ nines–or at least sixes, because that’s how many wardrobe changes I counted, not including at least two outer layer discardings revealing more fashion underneath–while chewing on every inch of that decadent scenery. Yes, per Busch’s script you’ll find aspects of many a great diva including, but not limited to Bette Davis, Joan Crawford, and even Mama Rose, but make no mistake about it, it’s Music City diva Veronika Electronika who’s most present in this portrayal of Angela Arden Sussman.

It’s difficult to imagine anyone more naturally suited to play a faded screen siren who has absolutely no intention of surrendering her place at center stage. Veronika understands Angela’s theatricality instinctively, but there’s enough calculation beneath the glamour to keep her from becoming merely a caricature. Her exchanges with Daniel Vincent’s Sol crackle with marital venom, while her scenes with Wanderson Rezende bring an entirely different kind of heat.

While Veronika Electronika’s Angela Arden Sussman is the assumed, and self-proclaimed star of the show, she’s got some tough competition for that honor, most notably Wanderson Rezende’s Tony Parker is literally and figuratively Veronica’s stiffest scene-stealing competition. From his hilariously overly-dramatic ‘soap opera stare’ after nearly every line, to the comedic callback of his ongoing flippant chain-smoking habit (He literally puts cigarette after cigarette in his mouth only to carelessly flip them somewhere in the vicinity of the nearest ashtray, only to rinse/repeat this action throughout the show). As if stealing each scene weren’t enough, Rezende’s Tony never simply exits the stage. With every exit comes a last-minute fourth wall-breaking knowing over-the-shoulder glance letting you know he’ll be back for more mayhem. The audience just couldn’t keep their eyes off this production’s licentious lothario. Then there’s the matter of his wardrobe. It’s well-established early on that Rezende’s Tony is, um…above average in certain aspects. Suffice it to say Jimmy Fallon’s “Tight Pants” skit could easily have been written in Rezende’s Tony Parker’s honor. Humor suited for any horned-up 12-year-old, and it plays hilariously in the hands of Rezende.

Oh, and you gotta love one particular scene in which Tony arrives at the mansion to give Angela a tennis lesson. Angela, dressed in a cute green knit tennis ensemble (a reliable source tells me it was procured at a local Goodwill, if you can believe that)  is carrying a matching equipment bag with the words RACKET and BALLS on it. Perfect to decribe both the racket going on within the house and well, Tony, in general. Meanwhile, it also wasn’t lost on me that Wanderson’s Tony is sporting track pants by Everlast©.

Rezende’s portrayal thrives on precision. That ridiculously prolonged stare, the ever-present cigarette and the calculated physicality could easily become tiresome in lesser hands, but he keeps finding new ways to wring another laugh from them. Tony is the kind of character who seems convinced that every room is his personal stage—and Rezende gives him exactly that level of shameless confidence. Having seen Rezende in just under a dozen roles in recent years, I’m continually impressed with his versatility as an actor and his masterclass-level comedic timing.

Daniel Vincent’s Sol Sussman is the butt of many of the show’s jokes. That ASSessment makes more sense if you’ve seen the show. Pulling double-duty as co-director of this production, perhaps Vincent leans a bit too heavily into the stereotypes of the character’s Jewish film producer tropes. Regardless, Vincent is most fun to watch when he’s trading barbs with his on-stage wife, when paired with Christian Swann as his too close for comfort dotting daughter, Edith Sussman. or dodging advances from his mildly obsessive maid.  But it’s the aforementioned nearly-incestuous ick between Sol and Edith as played by Vincent and Swann that’s pure Charles Busch camp.

There’s a particularly entertaining rhythm to Vincent’s scenes with Veronika, as Sol and Angela volley insults with the practiced ease of a couple who have spent far too many years perfecting the art of getting under each other’s skin. His scenes with Swann take that discomfort somewhere considerably stranger, particularly as Edith’s devotion to her father begins veering into decidedly inappropriate territory.

On the subject of Swann’s Edith, when I heard Playhouse 615 had cast a male  in the role of the Daddy-worshiping, Mommie-hating Edith Sussman, I fully expected the joke to be drag queens playing the rivaling mother/daughter duo to the hilt. Much to my absolute camp-loving delight, making his Playhouse 615 debut, Swann’s Edith is played strictly for laughs as a boy in a wig and a short dress. Sure his nails are painted, the wig has potential and he’s donned a bit of makeup, but there’s not even the slightest attempt at a higher-pitched voice, or perceived ultra-feminine gesturing or movement. Yet, somehow Swann simply reads brilliantly as Edith. I suspect the show’s co-director, Diane Bearden had a hand in this. Either way, kudos to Swann for not only making Edith his very own, but also for making her among my personal favorites in the show.

That choice proves particularly effective because Swann never seems to be chasing the joke. He simply inhabits Edith’s bizarre worldview and allows the circumstances around him to generate the comedy. His expressions and reactions do a tremendous amount of work, particularly when Edith is confronting Angela or fawning over her father. For a Playhouse 615 debut, Swann makes a memorable first impression, turning what could have been a one-note gag into a character with a distinct presence of her own.

Cast as Lance, the Sussman’s ne’er do well, oddly twitchy son is Zach McMasters. In my recent Rapid Fire 20Q with cast from this production, I chastised Zach about the raven-colored, poorly groomed wig as seen in the show’s promo shots, so at least they went with something less offensive for the performance. Looking AND sounding like a less-mellow Shaggy Rogers from Scooby-Doo, I half expected McMasters to let out the occasional “ZOINKS!” when action in the play took a surprising turn. Nonetheless, his Lance mugs for the audience, somehow transcending the camp, evoking a bit of sympathy for his familial circumstances. And is it weird that among the on-stage overlapping love interests, couplings, flirtations and strange bedfellows, his scenes with Rezende’s Tony somehow equate to the most chemistry between actors? Nope. It’s not weird. In a production filled with tangled relationships and improbable romantic entanglements, their exchanges have an oddly genuine spark that makes their scenes particularly enjoyable. Lance could easily disappear beneath the eccentricities, but McMasters gives him just enough vulnerability to make us wonder what might have happened if he’d grown up in literally any other family.

Rounding out the cast is yet another scene-stealing, dialogue-devouring member of the cast comes courtesy the Sussman family’s sedulous, albeit frequently soused (was that a Tiffany & Co. flask I spotted?) maid, Bootsie Carp, as played by Deborah Seidel. Part devoted Alice Nelson from The Brady Bunch, with a healthy does of Agnes Moorehead’s loudmouth, back-talking maid Velma Crutcher in Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte, Seidel’s Bootsie simultaneously throws verbal punches to Veronika while while whispering often unrequited sweet nothing to Sol. Spoiler Alert: her ‘death scene’ blatantly steals every over-reaching laugh-grab from classic comedians like Carol Burnette, and we’re here for it.

Seidel has the timing to make Bootsie’s every appearance feel like a comic punctuation mark. She knows exactly how long to hold a reaction, when to fire off a retort and when to let the audience enjoy the sheer ridiculousness of what’s unfolding around her. Her rapport with Veronika is especially delicious, with Bootsie seemingly possessing just enough nerve to say what everyone else in the mansion is thinking. And when she turns her attention toward Sol, that flirtation adds yet another wonderfully inappropriate wrinkle to the household. As for that death scene, subtlety clearly never entered the room. And frankly, why would it?

Charles Busch’s particular brand of comedy works best when the performers embrace the outrageousness rather than attempting to sand down its sharper edges. Having assembled a cast that brings distinctly different flavors to the Sussman household Playhouse 615 get it. Veronika Electronika has the glamorous excess of Angela down to a rhinestone-encrusted science, while Wanderson Rezende turns Tony into a walking, talking, smoking, smoldering testosterone laugh-fest. Daniel Vincent finds just enough mileage in Sol’s perpetual discomfort, Christian Swann delivers an unexpectedly terrific Edith in his Playhouse 615 debut, Zach McMasters gives Lance an appealing vulnerability beneath all that neuroses, and Deborah Seidel makes Bootsie the kind of maid you absolutely want around, especially if your’e the black sheep of the family and the rest of your relations start behaving badly. It’s worth mentioning again, this production also benefits enormously from that sumptuous set. It provides exactly the sort of decadent backdrop this story demands and immediately establishes the world in which these characters can indulge their worst impulses. Just remember: in Beverly Hills, the family that schemes together may not stay together—and when Mommie says everything is fine, you might want to check the body count.

If you like your family drama served with murder, marital betrayal, sexual innuendo, extravagant wardrobes and a maid who knows entirely too much, Die, Mommie, Die! is ready to welcome you into the Sussman mansion as Playhouse 615 continues the camplicious hysterical histrionics thru September 13. CLICK HERE to purchase tickets (use the drop-down to select specific date/time). For more from Playhouse 615, check out their website or follow them on Instagram and Facebook.

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Theatre Review: Keeton’s ‘Come From Away’ Soars as a Powerful Reminder of Human Kindness in Times of Tragedy

August 20, 2026 by Jonathan Pinkerton

In a world that can sometimes feel painfully divided, The Keeton’s Come From Away arrives as a beautifully timed reminder that when everything else falls away, kindness can still bring us together. While Irene Sankoff and David Hein’s Come From Away score is effective in the moment, it’s not exactly one of those musicals filled with earworms audiences are likely to be singing or rushing out to download on their Broadway playlists. That said, there are moments in musical theatre when a production becomes more than the sum of its songs, characters and choreography. The Keeton’s Come From Away is one of those productions.

Set in the immediate aftermath of September 11, 2001, Come From Away tells the remarkable true story of the 38 planes diverted to Gander, Newfoundland, leaving thousands of passengers unexpectedly stranded in a small community. But rather than focusing on the tragedy itself, the musical turns its attention toward what happened next: strangers opening their homes, sharing what little they had, forming unlikely friendships and discovering that compassion can flourish even in the darkest circumstances.

Under the direction of Susan Walsworth, with musical direction by Trey Lundquist, choreography by Mckenna Driver and set design/tech director courtesy Kevin Driver, The Keeton’s production captures that spirit with an ensemble that understands the show’s greatest strength is its collective heartbeat. Each of these creative, and the cast, come together to present a cohesive piece that presents the technical elements in a minimalist way. Effective, but never overpowering or competing with the strengths of the story and those tasked with bringing it to emotionally charged life.

With an obvious nod to the original Broadway run’s scenic design by Beowulf Boritt, for The Keeton’s production, Kevin Driver and his scenic team (Abby Waddoups, Donna Driver, Aras Alexander, Eric Bradley and Crystal Liles) construct a seemingly simple but successful set. The backdrop, a stripped-down horizontal slat wall that beautifully plays with Jesse Watts’ lighting design. Also reminiscent of the original set design, Keeton’s stage is flanked on either side by tall, thin but sturdy trees that extend out of sight above the action. Driver and company nicely represent the play’s locale with the added touch of downstage rock formations, giving just a hint of a rocky-shored island vibe. No need for elaborate set pieces or projections representing the various scene locations. Throughout the action of the piece, a chair can represent a seat on a plane, a place at a table, a passenger waiting for answers or simply another piece of the constantly shifting landscape. To that end, the choreography by Mckenna Driver works hand-in-hand with that concept, keeping the ensemble in perpetual motion and allowing the story to move with the same speed and urgency as the characters’ rapidly changing circumstances. Here, chairs become airplanes one moment, a bus headed to parts unknown the next, and then a crowded airport filled with weary strangers who somehow become fast friends. If you read my column with any regularity, you know I love a bit of chairography (blame Sweet Charity’s Shirley MacLaine or Janet Jackson if you want) and in Come From Away, chairography—a wonderfully inventive use of the simplest theatrical object to create an entire world—is key.

There may be twelve cast members, but the way Come From Away is presented, each cast member plays at least two roles: those of the displaced passengers and crew of the diverted planes and the townspeople of Gander, Newfoundland. At the center of the ensemble is Melissa Silengo, whose performance as Beverly Bass is nothing short of a powerhouse. Silengo brings an impressive combination of authority, vulnerability and warmth to the role of the pioneering female pilot. Her rendition of “Me and the Sky” is one of the production’s defining moments, taking Beverly from a young girl captivated by the possibility of flight through the challenges of becoming a pilot and ultimately into the extraordinary circumstances that put her leadership to the test. Silengo never plays Beverly simply as a heroic figure; she gives her humanity, making the character’s determination all the more affecting.

As for the passengers, Yolanda Treece’s Hannah, is equally heartbreaking. Her story, particularly as she waits desperately for word about her son, gives the production some of its most emotionally devastating moments. Treece allows Hannah’s grief to unfold with restraint rather than melodrama, making the quiet moments every bit as powerful as the big ones. When the characters gather in prayer, the scene becomes a poignant reminder that despite differences in religion, nationality and circumstance, there are some fears and hopes that belong to all of us.

Then there are the Kevins. Justin Tinker as Kevin J. and Jason Scott as Kevin T. provide some of the production’s most welcome humor while never losing sight of the humanity underneath it. Their relationship gives the audience permission to laugh amid the heavier material, and the chemistry between the two actors makes their banter particularly enjoyable. Their scenes are a reminder that even during extraordinary circumstances, people are still people—and sometimes humor is exactly how we survive the unbearable. Tinker gives Kevin J. a wonderfully complicated edge, while Scott brings Kevin T. an appealing warmth. Together, “the Kevins” are one of the production’s comedic bright spots. 

Another unexpected delight is the developing relationship between Ben Gregory’s Nick and Ashlie Welte-Lopez’s Diane. What begins almost as an accidental connection between two people caught in an extraordinary situation gradually becomes something genuinely sweet. Their relationship never feels forced; instead, it grows naturally out of conversation, curiosity and the simple comfort of having someone beside you when you suddenly find yourself very far from home. Gregory and Welte-Lopez find the tenderness in those moments, giving the audience one more reason to smile.

The rest of the ensemble fills Gander with an infectious sense of personality. Brian Best’s Claude, the Mayor of Gander, reveals grace and a bit of befuddlement under pressure (what’s up with those cargo pants though?). Stephanie Jackson’s Beulah is the take charge Gander resident who keeps things moving in a time of crisis, while finding time to slow down and offer friendship, in particular to Treece’s Hanna. Leslie King’s Bonnie shows that empathy extends beyond the people affected by tragedy. Her scene with unseen animals in the cargo holds end up being some of the show’s most emotionally charged moments. Jack Joiner’s Oz, the constable and other minor roles provide more humor and heart. Jayden Murphy’s Bob, a young man who’s uncertain about “collecting bbq grills’ from Gander residents’ yards to help feed the masses provides a bit of humor, but also examines prejudices. Claire Yancey’s Janice, newbie local reporter who’s thrown into the spotlight on her first day on the job, adds another layer of self-doubt were crisis is concerned. Each ensemble member, regardless of their role, contributes distinct—at times humorous and through-provoking pieces—to the community that ultimately becomes the emotional center of the story.

As the story unfolds and the actors switch from townsfolk to displaced temporary Ganderites and back again…multiple times, there comes an unexpected pleasure in watching the ensemble shift from one character to another. One actor may be a passenger in one scene and a Gander resident in the next, with a change of posture, voice, costume piece or simply a new chair position doing the work. It is an enormous theatrical challenge, and this cast embraces it, and carries it out with everything they’ve got.

From the all-in half narrative/half sung-through opening number, “Welcome to The Rock”—to the production’s lighter moments, whether the passengers discovering the peculiarities of Newfoundland life, the infamous “Screech-In”, or the increasingly chaotic attempts to accommodate thousands of unexpected guests, there are genuinely funny moments—without ever making light of the circumstances surrounding them.

And then there are the moments when the laughter suddenly stops. The production’s treatment of the passengers watching the news footage for the first time is devastating precisely because it doesn’t need to overplay the moment. Staged somberly by director Walsworth, the passengers face the audience looking just above them, watching unseen tv screens. The audience doesn’t need to hear audio or see a video loop of the harrowing moments American Airlines Flight 11 and United Airlines 175 crashed into the Twin Towers to know what these characters are seeing. Those of us old enough to remember, know what they don’t yet know. The silence carries the weight and the resulting tears that streamed down my face as I watched this scene during the show’s opening night prove we truly will never forget.

That emotional balance is one of the most difficult things about Come From Away, and The Keeton largely gets it right. The show can move from laughter to tears and back again without feeling manipulative because the characters have been allowed to become real people rather than symbols.

Walsworth’s direction keeps that humanity front and center. Her staging trusts the material, the actors and the audience. Trey Lundquist’s music direction is equally essential, giving the production the vocal drive required by a score that rarely sits still. The music propels the story forward, while the ensemble sound helps create the feeling that this is one giant story being told by many voices.

And ultimately, that is exactly what Come From Away is. It is a story about people. People who were scared. People who were grieving. People who were annoyed, confused, exhausted and occasionally overwhelmed. But also people who opened their doors. People who cooked meals. People who provided beds. People who drove strangers around town. People who listened. People who laughed together. People who, for a brief moment, stopped being strangers.

The Keeton’s Come From Away understands that the show’s greatest spectacle isn’t in constructing a realistic aircraft cabin. It’s not in unnecessarily perfect choreography or even the remarkable feat of telling dozens of stories with a relatively small ensemble. It’s the kindness. In a time when it can be easy to become cynical about humanity, Come From Away offers something refreshingly simple: proof that we still possess the capacity to care for one another.

The Keeton’s Come From Away is an affecting, spirited and beautifully assembled production that takes flight because its talented ensemble never loses sight of the human beings at the heart of this extraordinary story. With Susan Walsworth’s assured direction, Trey Lundquist’s vibrant musical leadership, Mckenna Driver’s understood simple movement and a cast that seamlessly transforms chairs into planes, buses, airports and gathering places as effectively as they bring their characters to life, this is a production that reminds us that even in our darkest moments, there are still reasons to believe in each other. A beautiful reminder that sometimes the most powerful stories aren’t about what happened. They’re about what happened afterward.

The Keeton‘s Come From Away continues thru Sunday, August 30. CLICK HERE for tickets. For Friday and Saturday performances, doors are at 5:45pm with dinner service until 6:45 and show beginning at 7pm. Thursdays are show only with doors at 6:30pm and show at 7pm. For Sunday matinees, doors open at 12:45pm with meal service until 1:45pm and showtime at 2pm.

Next up following Come From Away, The Keeton presents John Patrick‘s wickedly funny mid-century comedy The Curious Savage on stage October 9-25. So you don’t miss out on upcoming shows at The Keeton Dinner Theatre, follow them on Facebook, X and Instagram.

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Theatre Review: Playhouse 615’s ‘Ain’t Misbehavin’’ Swings, Sways and Soars as a Jazzy Celebration Worth Savoring

June 11, 2026 by Jonathan Pinkerton

When Ain’t Misbehavin’ first arrived on Broadway in 1978 starring Nell Carter, Ken Page, Amelia McQueen, Charlaine Woodard and André DeShields, it introduced a new generation to the music, humor and enduring brilliance of jazz icon Thomas Wright “Fats” Waller. Nearly five decades later, Playhouse 615’s production proves these songs haven’t lost a step. Under the direction of Mitchell Vantrease and featuring Yolanda Treece, Elliott Robinson, Lisa Graham, Raven Buntyn and Isiah Rankin, this vibrant revival is equal parts concert, cabaret, history lesson and celebration, delivered by a cast that understands the assignment and then some.

Unlike a traditional book musical, Ain’t Misbehavin’ doesn’t tell Waller’s life story. Instead, it uses his catalog as a lens through which to explore romance, heartbreak, joy, humor, resilience and Black artistry. The result is a revue that feels both nostalgic and surprisingly contemporary.

One of the production’s most charming touches is its homage to the aforementioned legendary original Broadway cast. Rather than adopting character names, or using their own as is often done in regional productions, the performers are billed as playing Nell, Ken, Andre, Armelia and Charlaine, honoring the now-iconic artists who first introduced these songs to Broadway audiences.

From the moment the company launches into the title number, followed by the energetic “Lookin’ Good But Feelin’ Bad,” audiences are welcomed into Vantrease’s intimate jazz club atmosphere.

Isiah Rankin, pulling double duty behind the scenes as the show’s music director helps shape a score that feels authentic, alive and wonderfully spontaneous. Performing as Andre, Rankin brings an easygoing best-friend, wing-man energy to nearly every scene he inhabits. Whether leading the slyly playful “T Ain’t Nobody’s Biz-ness If I Do,” joining the delightfully flirtatious “How Ya Baby,” or bringing swagger to “The Viper’s Drag,” he consistently demonstrates both vocal confidence and magnetic stage presence.

Yolanda Treece, performing as Nell, emerges as one of the production’s most engaging personalities. Possessing a remarkable ability to connect with the audience through nothing more than a wink, an eye-roll or a flirtatious grin, Treece makes every moment feel personal. Her spirited rendition of “Cash for Your Trash” earns plenty of laughs, while “Mean to Me” reveals a deeper emotional vulnerability. By evening’s end, it becomes clear she knows exactly how to work a room…and we’re all better for it.

Lisa Graham’s Armelia is powered by boundless energy and a voice capable of effortlessly navigating Waller’s jazz-infused melodies. Her playful “Squeeze Me” is an Act 1 standou, while later numbers such as “Find Out What They Like”, alongside Treece showcase both her comic timing and vocal precision. Graham consistently finds fresh colors within each song, making every appearance memorable.
Raven Buntyn proves herself the show’s most versatile performer. One moment she’s the provocative, self-assured Charlaine commanding attention during “Yacht Club Swing.” The next she’s leaning into a more innocent, delightfully ditzy persona. Buntyn handles every shift seamlessly, while her heartfelt “Keepin’ Out of Mischief Now” offers one of the evening’s loveliest vocal moments.
As Ken, Elliott Robinson demonstrates remarkable ease navigating both sides of Waller’s catalog. He is equally comfortable delivering laugh-out-loud comedic lyrics as he is tackling material with deeper emotional resonance. His charming performance of “Honeysuckle Rose” helps establish the production’s playful tone early on, while “I’m Gonna Sit Right Down and Write Myself a Letter” becomes one of Act Two’s most satisfying highlights.

The ensemble numbers are where the production truly catches fire. “The Joint is Jumpin’” practically explodes off the stage, delivering exactly the kind of high-octane energy audiences hope for when attending a show built around Waller’s music. As the Act 1 closer, it leaves the audience anticipating Act 2. Likewise, “Spreadin’ Rhythm Around” and the finale “Honeysuckle Band” showcase the cast’s impressive vocal blend and infectious enthusiasm.

Comedy plays a significant role throughout the evening, and two numbers in particular generate some of the production’s biggest laughs. Robinson’s “Your Feet’s Too Big” is a crowd-pleasing delight, while “Fat and Greasy,” featuring Robinson and Rankin, gleefully breaks down the wall between performers and audience. The interactive nature of both songs perfectly complements the nightclub setting and creates some of the evening’s most memorable moments.

Yet beneath the humor and exuberance lies something far more profound. Late in the second act comes “Black and Blue,” arguably the emotional centerpiece of the entire production. Presented simply and sincerely, the number lands with considerable power. Suddenly, the playful flirtations and comic observations that precede it take on added depth and context. It serves as both reflection and reminder, honoring the experiences woven throughout Black history while underscoring the cultural significance of Waller’s artistry. The cast delivers the number with remarkable restraint and honesty, creating one of the production’s most affecting moments.

The decision to position the musicians directly onstage pays immediate dividends.
Anchoring the evening are three exceptional musicians: John Todd on piano, Rick Malkin on drums and Owen Ananich on bass. Their presence onstage transforms the production from a traditional musical into something closer to a genuine Harlem nightclub experience. The trio doesn’t merely accompany the performers—they become an integral part of the storytelling.

Vantrease’s direction remains focused throughout. Even without a traditional narrative, he ensures every song functions as a miniature story. His choreography complements rather than overwhelms the material, allowing the performers and music to remain front and center. Especially entertaining a near-exactly move-for-move homage to the original Broadway company’s piano-ography during “Handful of Keys”.

Technically, the production embraces simplicity to excellent effect. Conceived by Ann Street-Kavanagh, Craig Hartline and Vantrease, the set utilizes silver ladder-style lighting battens wrapped in string lights and draped with shimmering fabric that forms an elegant arch around the onstage band. Stage right features what appears to be a fully stocked bar accompanied by a pair of stools beneath a sign reading “Fats Club.” Though one might playfully argue the sign could use an apostrophe after the “s”—or perhaps should have been named “Club Fats”—the overall effect contributes nicely to the immersive nightclub atmosphere.
Complementing the set beautifully is Carter Stumbo’s mood-enhancing lighting design, which effortlessly shifts from playful and vibrant to intimate and reflective depending on the emotional demands of each number. Strumbo doesn’t seem to leave out a single color in the rainbow in his lighting design. Each one perfectly enhancing the mood and emotion of the song being performed.

Playhouse 615‘s Ain’t Misbehavin’ is being presented during National Black Music Month and with closing weekend coinciding with Juneteenth celebrations, Ain’t Misbehavin’ arrives at a particularly meaningful moment. More than a revue, it serves as a celebration of an artist whose influence continues to echo throughout American music.

Playhouse 615’s production succeeds because it never treats Waller’s music like museum pieces. Instead, these songs feel vibrant, immediate and alive. Powered by a terrific cast, outstanding musicians and thoughtful direction, Ain’t Misbehavin’ offers audiences exactly what its title promises: an evening of irresistible fun with plenty of heart underneath the swing.

Whether you arrive as a longtime fan of Fats Waller or simply looking for an entertaining night at the theatre, this production sends audiences home smiling, humming and perhaps even tapping their too big feet all the way to the parking lot. Not gonna lie—after all, it’s a sin to tell a lie—since attending an opening weekend performance of Playhouse 615‘s Ain’t Misbehavin’, the music of Fats Waller has been a constant on my playlist.

Ain’t Misbehavin’ runs June 5-21 at Playhouse 615 (11920 Lebanon Rd, Mt. Juliet, TN 37122) with Friday and Saturday evening performances at 7:30pm and Sunday matinees at 2:30pm. General Admission tickets are $22 for Seniors/Military and $25 for Adults. As mentioned above, there are a limited number of cocktails tables near the front of the stage adding to the nightclub atmosphere of the show. Those VIP seats are available for $35. CLICK HERE to grab your tickets. 

Following Ain’t Misbehavin’, Playhouse 615‘s season continues with Agatha Christie’s The Unexpected Guest on stage July 17-August 2. CLICK HERE for ticket. For more from Playhouse 615, check out their website or follow them on Instagram and Facebook.

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In case you missed it, check out our recent Rapid Fire 20Q with Ain’t Misbehavin’ director and cast.

Rapid Fire 20Q: Cast and Creatives of Playhouse 615’s ‘Ain’t Misbehavin’ Talk Fats Waller, Jazz, and Bringing a Beloved Broadway Classic to Life; On Stage June 5 thru 21

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THEATRE REVIEW: Manual Cinema’s ‘The 4th Witch’ Casts a Spell Over OZ Arts Nashville; Performances Continue thru June 6

June 5, 2026 by Jonathan Pinkerton

There are plenty of productions that ask audiences to suspend disbelief. Then there is Manual Cinema‘s The 4th Witch, which somehow makes you forget disbelief exists in the first place. Presented at OZ Arts Nashville through Saturday, the Emmy Award-winning collective’s latest work transforms Shakespeare‘s Macbeth into something wholly original—a visually stunning coming-of-age story told through shadow puppetry, live performance, music, filmmaking, and sheer theatrical ingenuity. What unfolds over the course of the evening feels less like watching a play and more like witnessing a movie being created before your eyes.

Founded in 2010 by Drew Dir, Sarah Fornace, Julia Miller, Ben Kauffman, and Kyle Vegter–all five share co-artistic director credits–Manual Cinema has built an international reputation for pushing the boundaries of storytelling. The 4th Witch may be their most ambitious creation yet. Rather than simply retelling Macbeth from the perspective of kings, warriors, or even Shakespeare’s famous trio of witches, the production introduces audiences to a young girl whose life is forever altered by the violence occurring around her. What begins as a story unfolding in the shadows of Shakespeare’s tragedy gradually becomes a deeply human exploration of loss, survival, identity, and the choices we make when confronted with cycles of violence.

The plot itself is compelling, but it is the method of storytelling that leaves the strongest impression. Using vintage overhead projectors (you know the kind…those of us of a certain age surely recall teachers using them to project transparencies of mathematical equations and the like in high school classes), cameras, handcrafted puppets, live musicians, projected animation, and an astonishing amount of precision shadow-ography, the ensemble simultaneously performs the story while creating the cinematic images projected above them. One thrill of a Manual Cinema experience is that audience members can watch both the finished “film” and the intricate mechanics behind its creation at the same time. Somehow, knowing exactly how the illusion works only makes it more magical.

One of the evening’s most impressive achievements is the seamless collaboration between the performers, musicians, and designers responsible for bringing this world to life. Conceived and directed by Drew Dir and devised alongside Sarah Fornace and Julia Miller, The 4th Witch demonstrates the remarkable creative shorthand that has developed among Manual Cinema’s founding artists over the last fifteen years.

The production’s visual language is particularly striking. Dir’s storyboard and puppet design work provides the foundation for a series of hauntingly beautiful images, while Julia Miller’s silhouette mask designs help create a dreamlike aesthetic that feels simultaneously ancient and contemporary. Combined with David Goodman-Edberg‘s atmospheric lighting and Sully Ratke‘s costume and wig design, the result is a world that exists somewhere between folklore, nightmare, and fairy tale.

Yet for all of the technical wizardry on display, it is the performers who make the impossible seem effortless. The puppeteering ensemble works with the precision of a championship relay team. Lizi Breit, Leah Casey, Sarah Fornace, Julia Miller, and Jeffrey Paschal constantly shift responsibilities, characters, and storytelling functions, often within seconds. One moment they are manipulating puppets, the next they are operating cameras, creating visual effects, changing costumes, transitioning scenery and magically bringing the silhouetted shadow puppets to life. Watching them perform below the screen becomes almost as fascinating as the imagery being projected above it.

Particularly impressive is how seamlessly Fornace and Miller balance their roles as co-creators of the piece while simultaneously serving as performers within it. Miller’s commanding presence as the Lead Witch anchors much of the production’s visual storytelling, while Fornace’s work as the young Girl at the center of the narrative provides much of the show’s emotional heart. Jeffrey Paschal brings physicality and gravitas to multiple roles, including Macbeth himself, while Breit and Casey navigate a variety of characters that help populate the production’s ever-shifting world.

Equally deserving of recognition is the magical yet anything but witchy trio of musicians positioned in full view of the audience throughout the performance. Alicia Walter‘s vocals and keyboard work, joined by Lucy Little‘s violin and vocals and Erica Kremer‘s cello and vocals, create a lush, cinematic score that frequently serves as the emotional engine of the story. Their contributions elevate the production beyond a technical marvel into something genuinely moving, underscoring moments of wonder, danger, grief, and hope with remarkable sensitivity.

What makes The 4th Witch especially memorable is that none of these elements ever feel isolated from one another. The puppetry, music, projections, acting, sound design, and storytelling function as a single living organism, each piece dependent on the others. Kauffman and Vegter’s original score and sound design provide the connective tissue binding everything together, creating a production that feels less like a stage play and more like a handcrafted cinematic experience unfolding in real time.

Visually, The 4th Witch is breathtaking. Drawing inspiration from storybooks, silent cinema, and graphic novels, the imagery is often hauntingly beautiful. Interestingly, there’s no dialogue or narration, no intertitles like you’d see in a traditional silent movie. Moments of darkness and danger are balanced by scenes of wonder and imagination, creating a rich emotional landscape that feels both timeless and urgently contemporary. The story unfolds naturally and fully narratively cohesively through the skill and beauty of this truly groundbreaking cinematic medium.

What ultimately makes The 4th Witch resonate, however, is its heart. Beneath the inventive staging and dazzling visuals lies a story about resilience, empathy, and finding one’s place in a complicated world. It is a reminder that even amid chaos and conflict, there remains the possibility of hope.

In an era where audiences have seemingly endless entertainment options available at the touch of a screen, Manual Cinema offers something increasingly rare: a theatrical experience that can only truly be appreciated in person. For Nashville theatergoers looking for something unlike anything else currently on stage, The 4th Witch is not merely recommended—it is essential viewing.

Manual Cinema’s The 4th Witch continues at OZ Arts Nashville (6172 Cockrill Bend Circle) with an 8pm performance Friday, June 5 and concludes Saturday, June 6 with both a 2pm matinee and a final 8pm evening performance. The venue opens an hour before each performance and offers a bar menu featuring a variety of alcoholic and nonalcoholic beverages for purchase. Youth and Artists/Creative tickets are $25, General Admission tickets are $35 and Generous tickets are $45. CLICK HERE to purchase tickets. As an extra bit of fun, following the June 5 performance, Oz Arts will host a post-show Friday Night Talkback featuring Sarah Fornace and Julia Miller moderated by Nashville Shakespeare Festival‘s Artistic Director Jason Spelbring. (this event is free to Friday night’s audience).

Whether you’re a Shakespeare enthusiast, a theatre lover, a film buff, or simply someone searching for an unforgettable artistic experience, this remarkable production proves that some of the most powerful magic still happens live and right before you eyes. Forget what The Wizard of Oz said…at this Oz Arts Nashville performance, go ahead and pay attention to the men and women behind the curtain!

Manual Cinema’s The 4th Witch marks the close of Oz Arts‘  current season, so be sure and CLICK HERE to stay in the know as Oz Arts reveals their coming 2026/2027 Season soon. To keep up with all things Oz Arts, follow them on Facebook, YouTube and Insta.

For more about Manual Cinema, and their current multi-city tour schedule, CLICK HERE or follow them on Facebook, Insta, Vimeo and Bandcamp.

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Shadows and Storytelling: Rapid Fire Q&A With Sarah Fornace & Julia Miller; Manual Cinema’s The 4th Witch at Oz Arts June 4-6

 

 

 

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