Average Rating Given : 4.00000
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|Columbinus, by Stephen Karam and PJ Paparelli
Tuesday, August 10, 2010 ||
As I entered this new theatre, I didnt know what to expect. I was uneducated about the matrial I was seeing (as most everyone there was), and In reality I went to the show as a favor. The treat was all mine. A fantastic show, a birlliant young and rising cast, obviouse cast work and marvolous direction. There were no apparent faults|
Columbinus, as I quickly found out, is contrivesal to say the least. The small cast of teenagers (middle/high school and early college range) started out the show in the their symbolicly white underwear. Oh how I love to be uncomfortably jolted at the beginig of a show.
The show progressed the the first act as each of the characters devlope their own generic high school idenity, ie- prep, jock, rebel, etc. And your finding yourself following two boys "trip" through teenage agnst. the two teenagers, the two killer in the Columbine shooting.
The place that these mere children went was asstounding. tackling such a tough subject with professionalism and wisdom. Michael Peavey (Loner) dutiflly played one of the killers. He showed the true struggle of how torn this actual character was. Next I must Commend the work of Joe Arnotti (prep). As Someone I've seen before in mainly musicals, correction, musical comedies he blew me out of the water with his connection to the blackbox audience and his understanding of his characer. The whole cas Blew me out of the water. it was phenominal.
As the show pregressed seemlesly with music interludes, the other charcters take the backseat to the killers. they helped move the story along by becoming thoughts, judges, parents, family members and townspeople.
The Finall moments of the show were unbearablly intense. you know that feeling you get in your stomach the moment you realize that you leaned to far back in a rolling chair... thats the inense feeling I had through he last 15 minutes. Every actor sat onsage. straightface, on boxes spladered with red paint. And recounted (as quoted from actual surviors) ever moment the killers were in the cafiteria and library.
The take on this ending was interesting. A novice actor would have over emoted this ending. crying, screaming their lines for a more "powerful" feel. tThe Cast sat there. Emotionless. Sharing hese stories. Not Their stories, But the stories of those who were there. And in that breath rose power. chilles went down spines, tears fell from eyes on to goosbumped skin. Unforgettable.
by David Shire (music), Richard Maltby, Jr. (lyrics)