Clean-up Needed on "Aisle 7"

Saturday night, we struck out for the UT campus (in spite of the ricin scare) to take in an evening of theatre. Between PR and local coverage, our curiosity about UT's production of "Aisle 7" was adequately piqued.
But first, some helpful information for those of you who, like us, didn't attend UT. "Aisle 7" is being performed at the B. Iden Payne Theatre, the location of which you won't find anywhere online. Go 'head. Prove us wrong. Anyway, it's in the Winship Drama Building on 23rd and San Jacinto. And here's another thing you might not know: free parking is actually very easy to come by on a Saturday night at that part of campus. So there ya go! No more excuses not to check out performances at UT.
And though it had its problems, we think a lot of Austinist's readers would enjoy checking out "Aisle 7." The acting was outstanding, the direction was strong, and the set was very cool -- especially if you spent years in high school slaving away at your local grocery, as we did. Brought back memories. *shudder* But more on that later.
First, let's talk about what didn't work: the script by Kendall Lynch. Things kicked off with plenty of promise. We were engaged in the story, cared a lot about the characters, and by somewhere around the halfway mark -- when things are supposed to really get good (y'know, the story arc hits its high or low, depending on your perspective) -- we definitely wanted more. But then things started to fall apart, and not in a good way. Lynch has a great idea here: place a cracked-up woman in a grocery store utopia, send in an alluring stock boy...who turns out to be a stock girl...to mix things up, and see what happens. But when nothing happens, and all the audience is given is several very confusing monologues, an ill-explained extra character, and lots and lots and lots of annoying, declarative statements to wrap things up, it's very unsatisfying. Indeed, even frustrating.
That being said, there's plenty to like about this production. In particular, we were utterly wowed by the acting. In the lead role of Camille, Jenny Keto had us riveted. Part petulant child, part Stepford wife, and part psychiatric patient, she easily held our focus, and pulled us into her character's world effortlessly. As her seducer Valerie, Kimberly Adams was at ease and confident -- the perfect foil to Camille. We found Adams' relaxed presence a real pleasure to watch. The third female lead, Robbie A. Darby as Delia, was strong, but the character was confusing, and we weren't sure what to make of her. Again, though, fault lies with the script, and Darby turned out a solid performance as a conflicted grocery store clerk. All players in the ensemble cast -- depicting random store workers and shoppers -- were completely charming, and were utterly committed to their work. Last but not least, Joe "The Kid" O'Hare was fabulous as the Man on the Intercom. His role served many purposes: the voices talking in Camille's head, Big Brother watching the store's employees, and more. While we never saw O'Hare until the curtain call, his character was key to the play, and his spot-on timing and vocal range (alternately silky smooth and roughly harsh, as needed) were a delight.
Because the performances were so good, we have to give props to director Corey Atkins. The play zipped along at a wonderful, frenetic pace, and the blocking -- dance-like moves from the ensemble, a rolling seduction scene in a grocery cart, and more -- was clever. Further, the scenic design from Kim Gritzer was thoughtful and creative. The audience sat on both sides of the large stage, creating a grocery aisle for the actors to play in. Each end of the aisle was hung with long sheets of heavy plastic -- the kind you find in a meat or dairy locker -- and from there the players came and went. Accompanied by D. W. Jones' sound design, which included 1970's Muzak, subtle announcements, and plenty of grocery store boops and beeps, the overall production value of the piece was high.
All in all, we wish we'd seen these talented folks sink their teeth into a worthier script. Also, we feel compelled to disclose that our stalwart husband did not enjoy the production at all. But as we said, the compelling performances and the impressive production work saved the night for us. Now that we know where to park and how to find the theatre, we'll definitely keep UT in mind the next time we're looking for a night of unconventional theatre.
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