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Iphigenia: A Rave Fable
Three shows left: Th/Fr/Sa @8pm
Salvage Vanguard Theater (2803 Manor Road)
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All we have to say is that if you were ever tempted to follow the white rabbit, make sure the rabbit is not, we repeat, NOT Dustin Wills. His androgynous tart will lead you in, around, over, under, and finally throw you into a sea of troubles that is the world of Iphigenia Crash Land Falls on the Neon Shell That Was Once Her Heart (a Rave Fable). What starts as a happy meeting in the open, outside Salvage Vanguard Theater’s eastside space, quickens to a techno pulse as we moved into the theatre, and the beat will not let you go until the inevitable tragic end.


Caridad Svich’s play, based on the ancient Greek tragedy Iphigenia at Aulis, positively oozes doom. From the first moments, you know there is no way for this to end well. Set non-specifically in a volatile Latin state, a dictator (Harvey Guion) has a tenuous hold on his realm. The propaganda surrounding the first family is just about the only glue holding things together. Adriene Mishler plays the titular dutiful daughter, comfortable not even in her own skin, let alone the suit she is forced to wear for Daddy’s sake. She remains in great control for someone so near the breaking point. Iphigenia’s need to break free (or down) and the country’s need to have a face to go with the tragedy around them become almost one and the same.

This play, unlike its predecessor, focuses on Iphigenia’s journey of discovery. Here, we see how she takes a hand in her own fate. We found the poetry of the script beautiful, if a little ponderous. Coherence is not the goal of the language, leaving the actors with difficulty in phrasing some sections of the text so that the larger meaning was clear.

That said the show was intensely good. As Iphigenia, Mishler is appropriately unsteady until she commits to her course of action. There is an element of hope in her performance that lingers in spite of the wreck and rubble. We already love Jude Hickey, but his Achilles was a raw sumptuous treat. He slinks and sings better than any siren, and frankly we can’t blame Iphigenia for wanting to follow him to the end of the earth. Monika Bustamante is far more than cookie-cutter as the alcoholic trophy wife, and as Violeta Imperial, this petite actress fills the room. Mical Trejo tries to be truthful as a news anchor undermined by the regime. Our favorite character was the ensemble (or Greek chorus, if you will) of Trejo, Guion and Wills as the raving ghosts of dead factory girls.

The real star of this production, however, is the video design of Lee Webster. Omnipresent from the beginning, the video is perfectly integrated into the show and yet still stands out on its own. And the music…did we mention the music?...ah, the music was written by Graham Reynolds. Need we say more?

Jenny Larson has done a bang-up job of conducting this wild party that you should all want to attend. The audience has complete freedom to move and sit where they like, but no matter which angle you see it from, the perspective is the same. There is no happy ending here, but the journey is quite a ride. No chemical enhancement required.

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