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Another wordless wonder at Synetic

King Arthur legend transcends dialogue in new production

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‘King Arthur’

Through Oct. 31

7:30 p.m. Wednesday

8 p.m. Thursday-Saturday

2 p.m. Sunday

Synetic Theatre

1800 S. Bell St., Crystal City

Arlington, VA

$40 – $50

synetictheater.org

Synetic Theatre is back with another of its wordless wonders, this time tackling the King Arthur legend in a typically innovative production.   All of it is performed by a cast of 15, most of whom are men, for this was an epoch when it was men with force of arms who ruled and women could hope only to survive - or sometimes even thrive - either by their wiles or to enchant men with their beauty. And it is told throughout by bodies in motion and faces on which emotions are written, urgently but silently.  With never a word spoken, but only the occasional grunt of alarm or anger, we see the warrior Arthur pull the great sword Excalibur from the stone and win the kingship of this early sixth century Roman-British "Camelot." But then he faces only ultimate despair when his graceful Queen Guinevere and his protege the bold Sir Lancelot move from glances and gestures to carnal consummation. Meanwhile he dreads the threat from his half-sister, the malevolent Morgan le Fay, and the shifty Morded, who together conspire against him.  The legend of Arthur begins with lust. King Uther covets another man's wife, Igraine, who is also Morgan's mother. Like the Old Testament King David with the beautiful Bathsheba, Uther decides that his royal rights include sexual prerogatives. And so with the help of the wizard Merlin, he uses a spell to creep near Igraine's husband and slay him and then he sleeps with her in the guise of her husband.    Igraine gives birth to Uther's child, Arthur, but Merlin steals away the baby, and Uther himself is later murdered. These are elemental emotions and Morgan vows revenge for the death of her father and begins her relentless pursuit of both Merlin and Arthur. We see this sword and sorcery presented with a stylized intensity, all muscular movement and moody music, as the cast tells the story with spray and splash in ankle-deep water. This is the first water stage for this troupe, now in its 10th year but in the premiere presentation in its new Crystal City location through Oct. 31.  At times this movement is brightly lit with the sunshine of new hope for a chivalric order — the Knights of the Round Table — but at other times it is the flash of action performed in death-dealing darkness, feral evil illuminated only by flashlights and the sudden glare of a spotlight on a sword or a battle-axe. For this is non-stop beauty and brawn, in a choreography of combat and of romance, of ancient warrior men seeking dominance in battle, but at other times of achingly beautiful moments of tender sensuality, or when furtive longing suddenly becomes fiercely intense coupling.    The lithe and sinuous Guinevere sweetly loves her king even as she is drawn to young Lancelot. But sex comes dramatically also with another "bed-trick," echoing Uther's earlier spell over her mother Igraine, when the incestuous Morgan, a seductress sucubus, steals her way into her half-brother Arthur's bed in the guise of his wife Guinevere and tricks him into impregnating her. Yes, this is high soap opera presented full-tilt with gorgeous gowns and chain-mail and shield.  And there is sex throughout — sometimes only hinted at by the magician Merlin, not here a graybeard but youthful and cunning, serpentine and slinky in revealing, tight-fitting black leather straps. And Merlin seems at times to linger long with nearly a caress across Arthur's frequently bare heroic torso.  The ensemble of Arthur's knights also strut their stuff like stuntmen, their eye-candy athletic bodies in constant motion, cart wheeling and cavorting, then hacking and hewing. One of them, trained by Synetic Theatre and previously in its production of "Carmen," is openly gay: JR Russ, who will be missed if as rumored he plans to leave the D.C. area.    The stand-out performances include those of Synetic company regular Ben Cunis in the title role and the incandescently beautiful Brynn Tucker as Guinevere in her third role with the company.

The cast of Synetic's 'King Arthur' dances in a pool of onstage water. (Photo courtesy of Synetic)

Synetic Theater is back with another of its wordless wonders, this time tackling the King Arthur legend in a typically innovative production.

All of it is performed by a cast of 15, most of whom are men, for this was an epoch when it was men with force of arms who ruled and women could hope only to survive — or sometimes even thrive — either by their wiles or to enchant men with their beauty. And it is told throughout by bodies in motion and faces on which emotions are written, urgently but silently.

With never a word spoken, only the occasional grunt of alarm or anger, we see the warrior Arthur pull the great sword Excalibur from the stone and win the kingship of this early sixth century Roman-British “Camelot.” But then he faces only ultimate despair when his graceful Queen Guinevere and his protege the bold Sir Lancelot move from glances and gestures to carnal consummation. Meanwhile he dreads the threat from his half-sister, the malevolent Morgan le Fay, and the shifty Morded, who together conspire against him.

The legend of Arthur begins with lust. King Uther covets another man’s wife, Igraine, who is also Morgan’s mother. Like the Old Testament King David with the beautiful Bathsheba, Uther decides that his royal rights include sexual prerogatives. And so with the help of the wizard Merlin, he uses a spell to creep near Igraine’s husband and slay him and then he sleeps with her in the guise of her husband.

Igraine gives birth to Uther’s child, Arthur, but Merlin steals away the baby, and Uther himself is later murdered. These are elemental emotions and Morgan vows revenge for the death of her father and begins her relentless pursuit of both Merlin and Arthur. We see this sword and sorcery presented with a stylized intensity, all muscular movement and moody music, as the cast tells the story with spray and splash in ankle-deep water. This is the first water stage for this troupe, now in its 10th year but in the premiere presentation in its new Crystal City location through Oct. 31.

At times this movement is brightly lit with the sunshine of new hope for a chivalric order — the Knights of the Round Table — but at other times it is the flash of action performed in death-dealing darkness, feral evil illuminated only by flashlights and the sudden glare of a spotlight on a sword or a battle-axe. For this is non-stop beauty and brawn, in a choreography of combat and of romance, of ancient warrior men seeking dominance in battle, but at other times of achingly beautiful moments of tender sensuality, or when furtive longing suddenly becomes fiercely intense coupling.

The lithe and sinuous Guinevere sweetly loves her king even as she is drawn to young Lancelot. But sex comes dramatically also with another “bed-trick,” echoing Uther’s earlier spell over her mother Igraine, when the incestuous Morgan, a seductress sucubus, steals her way into her half-brother Arthur’s bed in the guise of his wife Guinevere and tricks him into impregnating her. Yes, this is high soap opera presented full-tilt with gorgeous gowns and chain-mail and shield.

And there is sex throughout — sometimes only hinted at by the magician Merlin, not here a graybeard but youthful and cunning, serpentine and slinky in revealing, tight-fitting black leather straps. And Merlin seems at times to linger long with nearly a caress across Arthur’s frequently bare heroic torso.

The ensemble of Arthur’s knights also strut their stuff like stuntmen, their eye-candy athletic bodies in constant motion, cart wheeling and cavorting, then hacking and hewing. One of them, trained by Synetic Theatre and previously in its production of “Carmen,” is openly gay: JR Russ, who will be missed if as rumored he plans to leave the D.C. area.

The stand-out performances include those of Synetic company regular Ben Cunis in the title role and the incandescently beautiful Brynn Tucker as Guinevere in her third role with the company.

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Rorschach stages ‘Dragon Play’ in unlikely, raw space

Out sound designer Madeline ‘Mo’ Oslejsek notes ‘sound is my bag’

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Madeline 'Mo' Oslejsek (Photo courtesy of Oslejsek)

‘Dragon Play’
Through May 17
Rorschach Theatre
The Stacks @ Buzzard Point
101 V St., S.W.
$50 ($35 for students and seniors)
Rorschachtheatre.org

Celebrated for its site-specific, immersive productions, Rorschach Theatre puts on plays all over town. The unlikely spots have included greenhouses, church vestibules, closed retail spaces (including a vacant downtown big and tall men’s store) and historic locales like Rock Creek Cemetery’s Adams Memorial. 

For its current offering “Dragon Play” (through May 17), a tale of love and longing, Rorschach is using a raw space in The Stacks at Buzzard Point, a new mixed-use neighborhood situated where the Anacostia and Potomac rivers meet. 

Out sound designer Madeline ‘Mo’ Oslejsek considers all sites – whether traditional theatrical spaces or not – specific, particularly in terms of sound. She says, “Part of my practice is if you’re creating a soundscape for a theatrical production you’re also working with sound that already exists with the space.”

For instance, The Stacks space comes with its own unique qualities. It’s a large cement room that has a different reverberation, an echo.

“Some sounds (a car, dog bark) are planted or they might just happen. What starts as a live sound might be heard again as something recorded.”

Whip smart with a ready laugh, Oslejsek never set out to be a sound designer. She was going to direct. And now, the 2025 Helen Hayes Award nominee for Outstanding Sound Design (“Astro Boy and the God of Comics” at Flying V,) says, “Sound is my bag. Sometimes it seems that I’m the only one in the room thinking about it.” 

As an undergrad studying theater at Ohio Wesleyan University, she was first exposed to sound design, but it didn’t make a big impression. 

In grad school at Royal Central School of Speech and Drama, University of London, she was interested in direction. But when students were offered a choice of three more specific tracks to choose from (performance, composition, and scenography, which includes sound design), Oslejsek was swayed. 

“An introduction to scenography by the department head radically changed the course of my life,” she says.  

What struck her most about sound was the subjectivity: “The core of my practice is that sound has no meaning until it’s experienced. All sound is noise. It’s just a pitch, active, or vocalization. It becomes real when you hear it and apply meaning to it. That’s very exciting to me.”

Today, Oslejsek and partner Caitlin Hooper, an actor and intimacy choreographer, are based in Baltimore but work primarily in D.C.

“It feels good to be in a place where art and queerness in art are celebrated. It’s not like that everywhere, and making that kind of work down the street from this White House where that’s not the vibe, is real resistance. That feels really meaningful.”

Also important to Oslejsek (who identifies alternately as queer and lesbian) is “queer as a practice,” a concept suggesting that a queer identity or practice does not seek to replace other identities but to encompass and bridge them.

“I’m queer because I like women, but the work is more about making room for what everyone in the room hears,” she says. “Never do I want to come into a space thinking I have all the answers. That’s no fun.”

As its title might suggest, Jenny Connell Davis’ play directed by Rorschach’s Randy Baker is filled with magic. “Dragon Play,” blurs the past and present; one world bleeds into the next; and, of course, there are dragons. At 80 minutes with no intermission, the play moves in and out of different timelines; increasingly things start to overlap. 

And it’s also about the magic of relationships – all kinds. There’s a line where the dragon girl asks a Texas boy what he dreams about and he replies “you, always you.” 

Oslejsek, 30, is touched by those words: “In my little gay heart, I cried. It makes me think of my partner. This play is about the idea of people who strike a match in your heart that never really goes away.”

In creating a layered soundscape, she brings her own brand of magic to the production. Her big goal was “not to play with how we think a dragon might sound, but rather with how does the world sound to a dragon.” 

Sometimes sound design takes the lead, but in some productions, sound is purposely subtle or secondary, she says. Either way, sound can be monumental in shaping theater.

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Minimal version of ‘Streetcar Named Desire’ heading to Dupont Underground

Director Nick Westrate on this traveling take on Williams’s masterwork

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Lucy Owen and Nick Westrate (Photo by Walls Trimble)

‘A Streetcar Named Desire’
Produced by The Streetcar Project
April 20-May 4
Dupont Underground
19 Dupont Circle, N.W.
Tickets start at $85.
Dupontunderground.org

An aggressively minimal version of Tennessee Williams’s “A Streetcar Named Desire” is poised to run at Dupont Underground (April 20-May 4), the nonprofit cultural space located in a repurposed, abandoned 1949 streetcar station beneath Dupont Circle.

The Streetcar Project’s production performs in site-specific spaces. It’s almost entirely without design elements. There is no steamy, cramped Vieux Carré apartment. You won’t see Blanche’s battered trunk exploding with cheap finery, faded love letters, and demands for back property taxes, or the familiar costumes. 

Co-created by Lucy Owen (who stars as Blanche DuBois) and out director Nick Westrate in 2023, this traveling spare take on Williams’s masterwork about a fragile woman on the margins in conflict with her brutish brother-in-law seems a reaction to necessity. It’s also an exploration of whether, like Shakespeare’s “Henry V,” it can subsist on language alone.   

With little distractions (even Blanche’s cultivated southern belle accent has been daringly stripped away), the spotlight shines almost solely on text. “This play holds that,” says Westrate, 42. “I remind the actors that the while there is plenty of movement, language is really the only game in town.”

New York-based Westrate, who’s best known as an esteemed actor with New York and regional credits including Prior Walter in János Szász’s production of “Angels in America” at Arena Stage, describes “Streetcar” as “the most perfect play on earth” but not one he thinks of acting in (“I’m not right for Stanley Kowalski or Mitch”) though he agreed to direct. 

“These days if you’re not a not a movie star or an established director, you’re not likely to do “Streetcar.” So, for us, we have to be able to do it with almost nothing, on the New York subway if necessary. And that’s kind of how we built it.” 

Westrate first experienced Dupont Underground while attending a staged reading. He was so obsessed with the space as a prospective place to take the production, he found it hard to concentrate. He says, “With its long, curved track and tunnel, Dupont Underground is a terrifying, beautiful room that carries so much metaphorical weight, so much possibility for our production.”

WASHINGTON BLADE: Is finding the right space for this “Streetcar” part of the thrill?

NICK WESTRATE: Whenever I enter a weird room or pass by an abandoned CVS, I try to figure out how we might do the show there, especially places that are dilapidated, architecturally odd, or possibly haunted. And each space we use, lends something to the production. The Rachel Comey store in Soho was a very Blanche coded space. And an artist’s workshop on Venice Beach in California with its huge saws and metal hooks lent raw imagery. The scenes between Blanche and Stanley near the end were absolutely terrifying.

BLADE: More recently that same bare bones production has played in more traditional spaces like the Wheeler Opera House in Aspen and San Francisco’s A.C.T. Is it hard to now go to Dupont Underground? 

WESTRATE: Each time we do this we have to crack open the play again because the staging is entirely new, but we’re used to performing in unusual spaces and Dupont Underground rather takes us back to form. As a former streetcar station, it’s the most appropriate space we’ve had yet. 

The cast will literally act on streetcar tracks and go without dressing rooms but they’re game, and because they have history and authorship over the work, the sacrifice is more meaningful than if they were just some hired guns.

BLADE: Audiences have an expectation, especially with a work they’re likely to know. How do they react seeing such an unadorned take on Williams’s American classic?

WESTRATE: For the first 10 or 15 minutes, they’re unsure. Then, you can pretty much see the audience members’ brains click in and their imaginations turn on. It’s like they’re scratching an itch that they didn’t even know they had.

BLADE: Did you and Lucy foresee gaining this kind of momentum behind your vision?

WESTRATE: Absolutely not. Lucy had a philosophy that we’ll just walk through open doors. Early on, we were given spaces and artists filled the seats, and increasingly we’ve begun to rent some spaces and attract more regular theatergoers. 

We basically sell tickets in order to pay a living wage to artists involved. There isn’t some big institution or commercial producer who’s getting a lot of money from this. Audiences of all types seem to respond to this mode of making theater.

BLADE: In presenting “Streetcar” intermittently, usually with the same cast over three years in wildly varying venues, have you learned more about a piece that you already loved?

WESTRATE: Mostly I’ve come to realize that Blanche is the smartest character I’ve ever read in a play. She’s like Hamlet – tormented by dreams and terrified of death. She’s skilled at wordplay and always ahead of everyone else in the room. Also like Hamlet, people think she’s insane and she uses that to her advantage. 

Blanche is certainly the Everest of roles for actresses and watching Lucy sort of break it apart in a different way than you’ve ever seen, and knowing that I’ve helped to facilitate this performance has been one of the great joys of my career.

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Iconic Eddie Izzard takes on 23 characters in ‘Hamlet’

Energized take on role offers accessible way to enjoy Shakespeare

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Eddie Izzard in ‘The Tragedy of Hamlet.’ (Photo by Carol Rosegg)

‘The Tragedy of Hamlet’
Through April 11
Shakespeare Theatre Company’s Klein Theatre
450 7th St., N.W.
Tickets start at $90
Shakespearetheatre.org

Eddie Izzard is an icon.  

Best known for her innovative standup and film roles, the famed British performer is also a queer activist who over the years has good-naturedly shared details from her decades long trans journey. What’s more, Izzard has remarkably run 43 marathons in 51 days for charity. 

And now, Izzard finds a towering new challenge with the worldwide tour of “The Tragedy of Hamlet” (at Shakespeare Theatre Company’s Klein Theatre through April 11), in which she plays 23 characters (Hamlet, King Claudius, Queen Gertrude, the ghost, etc.) in a solo performance running just over two hours. 

At a recent performance, Izzard, before slipping into character, appeared on the unadorned stage to say that though infused with comedy, “Hamlet” is definitely a tragedy, a story of a family and country both tearing themselves apart. She also warns that there’ll be a lot of breaking the fourth wall. After all, it didn’t exist in 1600 around the time when “Hamlet” was written.

The play unfolds in flurry of movement and scandal as the Danish prince begins to plot revenge after learning that his father, the old king was conspired against and murdered. 

While some of Izzard’s character shifts are shown only by a subtle change in stance or modulation of voice, others are more obviously displayed like court sycophant Polonius walking with a stiff leg and mimed cane, or his ill-fated daughter Ophelia trotting girlishly across the upstage platform.

Delivered downstage at the intimate Klein venue, Izzard’s Hamlet soliloquies are performed with striking clarity. The one actor play is adapted and edited by Mark Izzard (the star’s older brother) and directed by Selina Cadell who successfully fosters the visceral connection between the actor and the house. Directly addressing an audience is something Izzard does exceedingly well. You feel as if she’s looking at/speaking to only you. 

Cuts and choices are made that might not please traditionalists. The stabbing of eavesdropping Polonius might prove disappointingly underplayed to some. Whereas, the subsequent satisfying dual/death scene is long and precisely choreographed. Fear not, Izzard doesn’t flag a bit, not even when battling a cough (as was the case on the night of No Kings Day).

Not surprisingly, Izzard leans into the comedy. Her deliciously placed pauses, lines read ironically, and double takes, all gifts of comedy sharpened to perfection over a long career that kicked off as a street performer in the early eighties in London’s Covent Garden.

The play within a play scene finds Hamlet slyly rattling the conscience of King Claudius. As played by Izzard, it’s wickedly delightful and especially good. And the back and forth between the grave diggers done as a clever Cockney and his green assistant is a master class in how to play a Shakespearean clown.

Kitted out in a black peplum jacket over leather leggings and boots, Izzard gives gender fluid shades of contemporary diehard scenester and a Renaissance courtier. (Design and styling by Tom Piper and Libby DaCosta)

Attention has been paid to the blonde high ponytail, crimson lips and matching lacquered nails. The hands are important. Whether balled into fists or fingers fluttering, they’re in use, especially when playing Hamlet’s ex-friends Rosencrantz and Guildenstern (a clever surprise that can’t be spoiled).

Tom Piper’s set is wonderfully minimal. It’s an empty white walled space with three narrow windows that appear cut deeply into stone like those of a castle. These white flats serve as the ideal canvas for lighting designer Tyler Elich’s looming shadows, ghostly green light, and other unexpected flourishes of drama.

Izzard fills the stage. Her presence is huge, and her acting first-rate. At times, you forget it’s a one-person show.  

I’d like to say, prior knowledge of the Bard’s best tragedy isn’t necessary to enjoy this fast-paced production. Despite a halved runtime and obscure words replaced with modern equivalents (“tedious old git” Hamlet says of Polonius), familiarity with the play is helpful. 

With “The Tragedy of Hamlet,” Izzard secures a place among fellow queer Brits like Miriam Margolyes (“Dickens’ Women”), Sir Ian Mckellan (“Ian McKellen on Stage”), and more recently Andrew Scott (“Vanya”) in the solo players’ pantheon. 

Izzard’s energized take on Hamlet is terrific. The way her powerful public persona bleeds into the work without taking over is exciting, and a uniquely accessible way to enjoy Shakespeare. 

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