Down the Rabbit Holes
This one-woman show is written by Lisa Kron and directed by
Jane Unger. It is playing at the Artists
Rep space, 1515 SW Morrison St., through February 11th. For more information, go to their site at www.profiletheatre.org or call
503-242-0080.
This is a roller coaster ride in an amusement park in the
Mid-west, via the Concentration Camps of Poland, by way of her brother’s
wedding, which gives you a vague idea that you are in for the ride of your
life. Lisa (Allison Mickelson) is on her
own personal sojourn to make a simple documentary about her father and his
life, but is Life ever that simple?!
When you begin investigating “the windmills of your mind,” it can take
you through all sorts of rabbit holes, a labyrinth of twists and turns of
undiscovered countries, of roads not taken, the ones imagined and, through it
all, we are still looking at Life from our own perspective, perhaps, “through a
glass darkly.”
Lisa decided to accompany her father on a trip back to the “old
country,” Germany, where he grew up, and the camps of Poland. The mission was to find where his parents
were buried as, like so many Jews of the WWII era, they lived in ghettoes and
were taken to a concentrate camp where they were murdered, like so many others. It is one thing to hear the stories, but
something entirely darker to actually visit those places where the horrors took
place. Her father’s memory, although his
eyesight was failing, described every pothole and curve in the road as they
traveled--a path of broken dreams.
But, as memories do, other images come to mind, such as the
love of roller coasters her father had.
Did they represent the ups and downs of his life, his family—possibly? And how does one describe a dysfunctional
family, anyway. It is one thing to have
lived it, as it may have seemed so normal, but another thing altogether to try
and describe it: Why was her mother
afraid of cameras; or why, in a whole day at an Amusement Park, the concentration
was on the food choices from her family; or, with a brother getting married,
what kind of uproar such events can cause; or explaining being gay in
small-town, mid-west America to your family.
Well, that is only the tip of the iceberg of her
explorations, a type of stream-of-consciousness that, if it doesn’t drive you
crazy, just might make you stronger.
Believe me, the story is better told in Mickelson’s capable hands, who
is a whirlwind, a firestorm of activity, and is directed by Unger, who has
conceived the pace of the show from very rapid-fire to some very pronounced
pauses, and they keep you intrigued every step of the way. They are both masters of their crafts and it
shows!
An interesting side note, and I’m not giving anything away
since it happens right at the beginning of the play and continues throughout,
Lisa has a slide show that she presents at various points in the story—but the
slides are blank! One speculation is
that the author wanted the audience to put themselves into those pictures so
that they became more personal. My own
thoughts are that pictures are permanent, but memories, fluid, and that seems
to be the point, or state-of-mind, of Lisa.
Whatever the reason, it works and you can make up your own minds as to
the reasons.
--DJS
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