Ever since man could pick up a pen, the muses have inspired
countless accounts of hell in all its grotesque grandeur. Why? Who knows. We
are forbidden fruit junkies I guess. But every once in a while, you come across
someone illustrating hell as maybe something smaller… not necessarily in scale
but in concept. Like maybe there’s a little hell right inside you clamoring to get out?
Justin Giachetti wrote and directed a marvelous NEW work
about sin called Inferno. Absolutely no current topic has been spared in the
writing and editing of this masterful piece. I found myself squirming in my
chair as images of bulimia, police brutality and a school shooting danced
before my eyes in the intimate Flea Theatre down in TriBeCa.
Darin Earl II leads the ensemble as, you guessed it, Damian-
a misunderstood giant of the devil incarnate. We find Earl appearing in
vignette after vignette (a Sgt. General father , a pothead, a schizophrenic
voice…) all the while commanding control and sophisticate nuance the duration
of the sinners stories as well as his own.
Liz Carlin plays his angelic opposite Phoebe- the love of
his life who sacrificed herself. Carlin is an amazing antithesis to the
collection of angst-ridden sinners and provides a new scope of suicides in the
afterlife. Dressed all in white against a sea of black, Phoebe quickly becomes
our voice box as to what is wrong in our world.
Other stand out performances are Joe Piserchio as Gus, a
heavyset boy struggling with his homosexuality in the 1950s. Piserchio’s entire
demeanor encapsulates that sugar sweet generation and the evils that lie
beneath. Heather Baisley and Eme Bentancur led the ensemble of lost souls with
eerie finesse. Baisley’s “Mama Rose” embodiment paired with Bentancur’s
alcoholic father persona could shake even the hardest of hearts to the
core. Deborah Bjornsti plays a
heartbreaking shell of a ballerina, Paul Rahter has his finger to the pulse on
current police brutality, Dylan Scifo makes a damned good druggie, and Jenna
Moschella will scare the shit out of you.
I found myself leaving the Flea a bit wiser and a bit more
at ease. With all the goings on in the world these days, we need to find
answers within art and communication. This is it guys. Will I see you in hell?
Here's a little teaser, complete w. cast/playwright interviews: https://youtu.be/Oz9vDK9RARY
Oh, & here’s the dates:
Thursday, August 4 at 7pm
Friday August 5 at 7pm
Saturday, August 6 at 2pm
Saturday, August 6 at 7pm
Sunday, August 7 at 2pm
Sunday, August 7 at 7pm
Wednesday, August 10 at 7pm
Thursday, August 11 at 7pm
Friday, August 12 at 7pm
Saturday, August 13 at 2pm
Saturday, August 13 at 7pm
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