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Hot 'N' Throbbing
Hot 'N' Throbbing is neither. Paula Vogel's newest play
-- which is really a rewrite, but I'll come to that later -- pits a mother
who writes soft porn for a living against her ex-husband, an uneducated
alcoholic laborer and their two horrible teenage children whose bodies
just won't quit. The daughter is a poor student whose pelvis is in
constant motion and the booksmart son, whose hobby is reading, is a voyeur
and masturbator. Vogel also employs two characters dressed
in black who strut the boundaries of the stage commenting on the action
and quote Nabakov and Joyce, writers who really could write good sex. Those
quotes only serve to underscore Vogel's and Smith's flippant treatment
of what could have been a play with depth as well as comedy.
Although the debates surrounding pornography can be hilarious as well
as serious, Vogel never gets beyond flirting with the subject. Characters
are caricatures; jokes all too familiar. One-liner is followed by one-liner
right up to the cinema noir ending. Cinematic devices such as
freeze frames, wipes and voice-overs underscored by sound bites from contemporaneous
pop music, a technique much favored by director Molly Smith, may be popular
in some theatrical circles but are already beginning to get old at the
new Arena.
The current version of Hot is not a first draft. The play
won a grant from the Fund for New American Plays several years ago and
has been performed previously. If it were a first draft, one could (but
shouldn't) make excuses. Audiences paying $27 to $45 per ticket are
entitled to a polished script.
The production values are fine: Bill C. Ray's set gives just the
right sense of lower middle class house pride; Marilyn Salvatore costumes
favor K Mart colors; and the lighting by Allen Lee Hughes, unobtrusive.
The cast is uniformly able, although Lynnda Ferguson as Charlene has an
elegant patrician air that jars with the script's harried, hard-working,
physically abused single mother of two. Colin Lane as Clyde gives
a talented performance. Danny Pintauro as their son Calvin is suitably
fidgety; Rhea Seehorn as Leslie Ann is nubile and nimble. As The
Voice Over, and the play's libido, Sue Jin Song, slings herself around
the stage, video style and Craig Wallace, as The Voice, reads passages
from D. H. Lawrence, Henry Miller, Herman Melville, and James Joyce --
all of which serve to remind the playgoer that there's better writing,
indeed better writing on sex, to be had elsewhere. Also mentioned
in the credits is the author's indebtedness to Mary Joe Frug's 1991
A Postmodern Feminist Legal Manifesto (An Unfinished Draft).
It is a reminder that the pornography/abuse debate, so hot a decade ago,
seems to have calmed down of late. Hot 'N' Throbbing, with its social
pretensions and weak case-- the program includes the phone number of the
local Rape Crisis Hot Line -- will do nothing to further the cause.
HOT 'N' THROBBING
By Paula Vogel
Directed by Molly Smith
With: Lynnda Ferguson,
Colin Lane, Danny Pintauro, Rhea Seehorn, Sue Jin Song and Craig Wallace
Set Design: Bill C. Ray
Lighting Design: Allen
Lee Hughes
Costume Design: Marilyn
Salvatore
Sound Design: Timothy
M. Thompson
Movement Consultant:
Tony Powell
Running time: 1
hour, 30 minutes with no intermission
Arena Stage Kreeger Theatre,
1101 6th Street SW (202) 488-3300
Arena's
website: http://www.arenastage.org
Opened September 9, 1999,
closes October 17, 1999
Reviewed by Susan Davidson
9/10/1999 based on a 9/9/1999 performance. |
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