Stacy Keach storms the stage for one of the best performances ever, as he takes on the role of author Earnest Hemingway in Pamplona at Goodman Theatre.

This world premier at Goodman was originally planned for Spring 2017, but Keach fell ill opening night and the full run was suspended until now. Clearly the delay has only enhanced his delivery, as Keach commands our non-stop attention in this one-act by Jim McGrath.

Set in 1959, we meet Hemingway holed up in a hotel (it would be the Hotel Quintana) in Pamplona, Spain – the site of the famous running of the bulls – faced with writers block as he struggles to finish a 90,000-word piece on bull fighting for Life magazine. Anyone who has been challenged in writing will recognize how playwright Jim McGrath captures those patterns of distraction and stimulation used to release the story.

Hemingway was an accomplished journalist who very well knew how to pound out the words on deadline. But in the lonelier pursuit of making art, it’s a different matter.

Hemingway indeed struggled to complete his first creative works and determined to let the pressure build until the real work came - ultimately yielding a new style if fiction writing, and a model for stylish manliness that American males widely adopted down to his haircut and sweaters.

In Pamplona, Hemingway tries to boost himself by reading aloud his letter thanking the Nobel Prize Committee for the 1954 award he received following publication of The Old Man and the Sea. He plays loud swing and jazz on the radio and phonograph. His back pain distracts him, and he inventories his bottles of prescription drugs, finding the one for pain. He considers taking a drink but stays away, knowing that will lead him astray – he has asked hotel staff not to bring him liquor.

Though Keach works alone on the stage, there are several characters introduced via his phone and sounding through the walls of his room – further distractions from his work. His lawyer calls with the news of taxes due. The hotel desk clerk calls frequently, despite orders that Hemingway not be disturbed, as a guest in the next room repeatedly complains of noise. On one level, the plot of the play revolves around that unseen and unnamed guest. We later learn he had specifically requested the room next to Hemingway. Who is this unseen force messing with Hemingway’s mind?

By injecting this abstraction into the play, McGrath transcends the level of a purely biopic storyline, just as Hemingway did with in his own works: beyond the literal surface of stories about an old fisherman, or a young matador, the characters are encountering their mortality and facing down death.

Keach and McGrath worked together for years on the development of this play, and it seems to embrace the continued scholarship into the forces that shaped and wound Hemingway’s outlook. So that audiences will have enough detail to follow, one-person plays by necessity have the performer delivering all their own background exposition – a requirement that may not always be in keeping with the character.

In this case, McGrath has balanced that demand well, and Keach captures the big blustery and frankly theatrical quality of Hemingway, who was by most accounts this blustery, larger than life figure we see on the stage. Hemingway's monologs of self-deprecation over his failed marriages and his neglect to aid his own ailing father, somehow seem natural, Keach convincingly makes Hemingway sound like he is "thinking aloud." (Keach also won a Golden Globe for playing the role of Hemingway in a 1988 TV mini-series.) 

Directed nimbly by Robert Falls, with sets by Kevin Depinet, Pamplona is a chance to see an actor truly in his element and delivering an enthralling performance. It runs through August 19 at the Goodman Theatre, and may be the very best show on stage in Chicago.

Two kinds of people are loving the Broadway musical roadshow Waitress: fans of Sara Bareilles, the multi-platinum singer-songwriter who created the songs and lyrics; and fans of the 2007 Sundance sleeper hit film, Waitress.

That right there is a big built-in audience, and Broadway in Chicago is drawing them in to the Cadillac Palace Theatre – perhaps many of them new to live stage.

In this vibrant, energy-packed show, Desi Oakley plays Jenna, a young woman in a small town, who faces an unwanted pregnancy, trapped with an extremely abusive husband in a loveless marriage (for her, anyway), while working as a diner waitress at Joe's Diner & Pie Shop. (Jenna was played by Keri Russell in the film.)

Jenna’s specialty is pies, and these will be the key for one day to run her own shop – the successful resolution of the story in the film and a made-to-order happy ending for a Broadway show. The staff and customers of the diner provide the de rigueur corps of sidekicks, supporting characters, and chorus of singers and dancers. The sidekick trio largely makes the show work: Charity Angel Dawson is Becky, the tough waitress with a heart of gold; Lenne Klingaman play the ditzy waitress Becky; and Ryan Dunkin is Cal, the diner cook who looks like a tough biker but is really a pushover.

The show is lively and colorful, and avoids veering into the extremes of “manufactured musical” (like Jimmy Buffet’s Margaritaville) or jukebox show (The Cher Musical) – largely on the basis of Sara Bareilles’ excellence as a songwriter. The emphasis by Bareilles also seems to be on how the mother-to-daughter relationship transmits strength, values and aspirations - the baking is a metaphor for all those life values a mother hands off to her daughter. 

Bareilles’ music is generally not the kind you would associate with a Broadway show - which requires big dance numbers, and sufficient belting to the rafters to telegraph the story to the audience. But Bareilles does provide these numbers, as well the dance sequences (though most are done by seated members of the troupe in Joe's Diner & Pie House). We also get the humorous interludes, duets, and the familiar “advice” song styles, such as “Take It From an Old Man” by the wise old man Joe (Larry Marshall).

The more delicate and emotionally expressive style of Bareilles dominates the second act, with small settings away from Joes Pie Diner – making it really like two plays, Act II bringing us the emotional angst and catharsis – as Jenna finally asserts herself and leaves her horrid husband Earl (Nick Bailey is both a hunk and a dastardly bastard) that we associate with the film. (Interestingly, the film's writer and director also played a supporting role in the movie, the role of Dawn. 

Waitress runs through July 22 at the Cadillac Palace Theatre. You can't go wrong if you see it, especially if you area fan of Sara Bareilles.

Tilikum, by Kristiana Rae Colon, is based on the real-life tale of four killer whales – technically orca whales - held captive at an aquatic park in Florida. It is drawn from a 2016 incident at SeaWorld Orlando, in which an orca whale named Tilikum killed its trainer, Dawn Brancheau.

Recounted from the point of view of the captive whales themselves, the story is told powerfully and largely effectively under Lili-Anne Brown’s direction. The play opens with the capture of Tilikum in the Bering Sea. He is a highly intelligent animal living a glorious life, siring many offspring and pursuing the latest object of his desire, Kinsalla Bal, whom he met in the Puget Sound.

The part of Tilikum is played with an exuberant ferocity by Gregory Geffrard. We watch as he is unfurled from a net and released into the tank he will share with three female whales. In his performance, Geffrard uses a stylized movement that mimics the swimming motions of the whale, while he also conveys an animal behavior. 

The villain is the park's proprietor, The Owner (Matt Fletcher), who has brought Tilikum to the aquarium hoping he will father babies with the females. Instead Tilikum drifts into despondency - unhappy in the too-warm water and claustrophobic quarters of the tank. While Tilikum is played by actor Geffrard, the females are portrayed as animated drawings projected on large screens across the stage, in a lovely dramatic scenic design by William Bole.

The females form something of a Greek chorus to the lamentations of Tilikum over his captivity, in drumming replies.
“How can you all sleep in here?” he asks the females. “The water is not deep enough to sleep.” 

In the script, Colon also posits that the females and Tilikum speak a different whale dialect and must take time to learn to communicate. Just as in the original case, the females attack Tilikum (his presence was believed to have has upset their established whale pod social order) and the aquarium owner must build him a separate tank – heightening his loneliness and disaffection. Geffrard conveys the animal intelligence of his character, and we sympathize with his plight. 

For this production at the Victory Gardens Theatre, Colon has developed a novel linguistic technique to convey the whales’ thoughts – a mix of amplified whale echoes and cries, drumming, supra-titles and spoken word. We know whales have elaborate language patterns. Colon is also suggesting how they think, feel, and the way they see the world. It is a wonderful, creative vision of what might be on the mind of another species. 

For all the good in this work of art, there are some sticking points in the script. The Owner is a somewhat one-dimensional baddie. A scene in which he sexually harasses and verbally abuses Tilikum’s sympathetic trainer Dawn (wonderfully played by Sigrid Sutter) is overburdened with a pile of evil doing. While The Owner’s terrible qualities are all believable and of a piece with his nefarious nature, it is too much to cram into one scene.

It might add to the show if audience was given a clue of the real-life background of Tilikum, a factual aspect which makes the story all the more powerful. (We instead hear an acknowledgement of the indigenous peoples displaced as Chicago was created - a worthy concern, not explicitly relevant to this show.)

Tilikum makes us feel the suffering of the whales, and identify with the injustice of using them as performing animals, by offering a glimpse of what must be running through their minds. While progress has been made (including with efforts such as the child-inspired Free Willy movement), as of February 2018 there were still a total of 60 orcas held in captivity (27 wild-captured plus 33 captive-born) in at least 14 marine parks in 8 different countries. 

Tilikum is an inspired and impassioned explanation of why this is wrong. It is highly recommended, and runs through July 29 at the Victory Gardens Theatre in Chicago.

With a mix of non-stop banter and radiant charm, Mark Toland’s one-man show, Mind Reader, is 75 minutes of fun. While audiences are told to keep quiet about what happens during his show, I can reveal that it is very entertaining, each show freshly scripted based on “reading the minds” of whomever might be in the audience.

“The audience is the cast, their thoughts are my props and their minds will be blown,” Toland declares enthusiastically. Audiences should prepare to take part in the show, as Toland attempts to get into their minds, his delivery punctuated by throw-away puns, zingers, and an occasional dark and twisted joke. 

It’s also a rare thing: Toland asks us to unplug completely from our digital toys and give in to his bewilderingly accurate readings on what's on our minds. Toland forthrightly tells the audience his powers are exclusively based on his finely-honed powers of observation and his refined perceptiveness. 

"I'm not a psychic," he says. "I just want to leave you with a sense of mystery." In fact, he scans and greets each member of the audience as they arrive, including this writer. But if you are like me, you will find it hard to believe he is not operating on a paranormal plane. 

Bringing an improvisational comedic style to his show, Toland is on the road with his show all week doing big houses and corporate gatherings. But he has made Chicago his based for a mid-weekly visit, where he presumably sees his wife – unseen in the show but referenced liberally times. See if you don't agree that in style and demeanor, Toland looks much like comedic actor Mark Helms (The Office, Hangover 1,2,3, etc.).

Toland has showed off his mind reading skills at other Chicago venues, including the Chicago Magic Lounge, The Lincoln Lodge, The Comedy Bar, and the Chicago Fringe Festival. He has appeared on WGN, NBC, FOX, ABC, NPR, Disney and the TEDx Stage. Toland claims to have correctly guessed the outcome of the NCAA Men's Basketball Tournament, and says he bicycled through Chicago traffic completely blindfolded.

Toland has a weekly blog at MarkToland.com that features a behind-the-scenes glimpse into the life of a touring mind reader, helpful skills that anyone can use and travel tips from around the world. The reception has been strong enough for his run to be extended through October. “I’m thrilled to bring an exciting new show to Chicago audiences every week,” Toland says. It runs every Wednesday at 8 p.m. with general admission tickets at $25 and available at greenhousetheater.org  or by calling 773.404.7336

Guards at the Taj, now playing at Steppenwolf Theatre, is certainly among the best shows ever to play in Chicago.

Set in 1648, Guards at the Taj recounts a gruesome legend that surrounds the construction of the renowned masterpiece, the Taj Majal in Agra, India. That apocryphal story holds that Mughal emperor Shah Jahan, who commissioned the Taj, decreed that the architect and 20,000 artisans involved in its construction should be behanded – lest anyone ever again equal its magnificent design.

Playwright Rajiv Joseph works with this fable as fact and explores the behanding from the point of view of the two Hindustan Army Guards who will carry it out. We first see them stationed at a wall that we learn is shielding the construction site from view. As the play opens, we meet the dutiful and rational Humayan (Omar Metwally), at his post since dawn, eyes forward, posture erect. A few moments later, in scurries Babur (Arian Moayed), a dreamer whose uniform is askew and who is late for his post and struggles to stay focused and hold his sword properly.

The two, who have known each other since childhood, are closely bonded – but with the tensions and friction that inhabit any long-term relationship. Humayan aspires to a rise in rank, and wants to bring Babur along with him, even though he knows Babur's quirky personality could present risks.

Joseph, who won the 2010 Pulitzer Prize for his play Bengal Tiger at the Baghdad Zoo, gives us a sophisticated work, with banter by Humayan and Babur adeptly foreshadowing what is to transpire. 

From the historical record, we know that the Taj Mahal was surrounded by a brick scaffold during construction, which was demolished to reveal the architectural wonder when it was completed. This moment in time becomes a turning point in the play, as Babur turns away from his position to be among the first in history to gaze upon the magnificent Taj Mahal. He soon convinces Humayan to do likewise. And through their expressions, we see the Taj Mahal as if for the first time as well.

From that moment at the wall, we soon shift scenes to find the two in the aftermath of carrying out the behanding, which is not at all as off-putting as it sounds. Director Amy Morton has carefully metered the presentation of horror so we recognize it without experiencing it too directly.

Joseph also faces us with a perennial question asked by civilized society – when should our personal moral compass override external authority? And subtly, perhaps, Joseph may be asking how such a heinous event could so readily be accepted as likely to be true - is it because it happened in the Far East?

The dialog in Guards at the Taj is enthrallingly naturalistic and contemporary, giving it an immediacy that penetrates any distance from the characters on stage. It is no wonder the script won a 2016 Obie Award for Best New Play.

The production of this work is nothing short of perfect, and the play itself is extraordinarily good. Written by Joseph expressly for its co-stars, Omar Metwally and Arian Moayed, this production feels more like a slightly delayed move from Broadway, where it received a highly regarded run in 2015. Amy Morton, a Steppenwolf ensemble member, directed both shows.

Likewise, the set, designed by Tim Mackabee for the original show and this one, ingeniously transforms from a blank stone wall outside the Taj Mahal, into a subterranean cell. Costumes by Bobby Frederick Tilley are outstanding, as the guards move through various degrees of formal military attire, to layered garb for their nefarious job.

The show runs through July 22 at Steppenwolf Theatre, and is very highly recommended.

The tiny Gift Theatre, occupancy 50, has bitten off a big challenge with its determination to present Hamlet. Featuring Daniel Kyri in the title role of Shakespeare’s classic, director Monty Cole has hewed to the melodious Elizabethan English of the script.

The production has contemporary touches that largely respect the genius of the playwright, while delivering a show that the author would recognize, and which conveys the crucial dramatic conflicts. And, a mark of a serious production, Cole and cast examine anew the mysteries that will ever surround the motives and actions of the characters.

In a nutshell, young prince Hamlet suspects his mother Gertrude and uncle Claudius are complicit in the recent death of his father, King Hamlet. The two have married, and for the rest of the play Hamlet works through his feelings of anger and guilt, goaded by ghostly appearances of his father. Hamlet’s girlfriend Ophelia, her brother Laertes and their dad Polonius are killed in the fallout. Likewise for Claudius and Gertrude.

Producing any play requires envisioning and mastering the drama, psyching out characters and motivation, getting the script down. With Shakespeare, you also must account for the specific challenge of a language in iambic pentameter, and at times florid or obscure.

So Shakespearean acting is its own special skill. The cast has largely nailed the motivation and inculcated it to their roles on stage, delivering moving performances with conviction. But, alas, the language suffers a few slings and arrows along the way – though there are bright spots – including a rap version of one monolog that was very successful.

From the moment she appears, silently regal, completely in touch with the Gertrude, Shanesia Davis shows how it’s done. Her every line is immediately clear, even when we are uncertain of an archaic word or phrase – we totally understand her. Davis acting background makes it clear why – she has a lot of experience with Shakespearean roles.

Daniel Kyri has captured young Hamlet, and we ride with him through his internal turmoil. But Kyri is still working through what is one of theatre’s most demanding roles. Of those seven famous Hamlet soliloquies, I felt he did best with the fifth (“Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out”) and the sixth (“Now might I do it pat now he is praying, And now I'll do it, and so he goes to heaven.”)

Netta Walker’s performance as Ophelia was balanced and well done. Martel Manning as actor Guildenstern and the very funny Grave Digger, had a magnetic presence on stage. Gregory Fenner as Laertes has all the passion and constrined fury required. Alexander Lane carries a military strength and sinister swagger in his three roles as Fortinbras, Valteman and Marcellus. 

Not everything works, though most things do. Cole, who spent a year in the development of the show, keeps the play in its historic setting, but the production is unconstrained by period dress. Several younger characters have smart phones, and somehow, these make sense. They are used as flashlights in some scenes, and Ophelia sings along with her earbuds in. Smart phones are now a normal human appendage, like eyeglasses, and are almost invisible in their roles in the show.

The set was nice – a classic paneled plaster hallway illuminated by sconces with decaying carpeting on the floor, the edges lined by weeds and smashed beer cans. William Boles did scenic design, but I do quibble with whoever made the decision to encase the stage in a box of acrylic sheets, so the actors play behind a “glass.” This muted the sound and an effort to mic the space was unsuccessful. 

Hamlet runs through July 29 at Gift Theatre.

The Originalist, now playing at Court Theatre, poses Antonin Scalia as a tragic figure. The late Supreme Court Justice saw his opinions as unimpeachable; he thought he was never wrong, even when his views did not prevail in Court decisions.

“Where would the country be without me,” Scalia asks the audience. “I have moved the country solidly to the right.”
Edward Gero brings this larger than life personality to us in a dynamic performance that may leave you spellbound.

But this is not a one-man show. Rather, it is also a stirring drama (written by John Strand and directed by Molly Smith) with a plot centering on the fictional court clerk, Cat, played by Jade Wheeler. Cat is an African-American who researches and drafts Scalia’s dissenting opinion in the landmark gay rights case that struck down Congress’s Defense of Marriage Act.

Cat is a professional, and builds Scalia’s case against DOMA despite her personal feelings about the case. You will be so thankful we had Wheeler on stage as Cat. She exudes confidence and punches back at Scalia in arguments about as good as she gets.

To add to the tension, we also learn Cat is a lesbian, a fact she reveals to Scalia only to learn he does not care a jot about it. Scalia also assigns Cat a conservative legal research assistant, Brad – played to the hilt by Brett Mack. Scalia entertains a debate between the two and Cat acquits herself well against Brad. A later knock-down drag-out argument between the two on a range of opinions is almost cathartic to witness.

We learn of Scalia’s disappointment in not being name Chief Justice by George W. Bush, despite a ruling that put Bush in office after a contested recount in Florida. Lobbying for himself, he finally is told the mood of the country would not support his appointment. “It would be about as popular as a second Iraq War,” he says.

We also see him as a frustrated thespian, a lover of classical music, and, famously, a very close opera-going buddy with that liberal living legend, Justice Ruth Bader Ginsberg.

Ginsberg called him “charming”. Gero’s dynamic performance helps us understand how those two, who were at the opposite ends of the ideological spectrum – Scalia was against gay rights and affirmative action – could still be good friends. When Cat’s father dies after a long illness, Scalia puts the legal work on hold to allow for grief – and we again see redemptive qualities in the man. Scalia 

First produced in Washington, D.C., in 2015, The Originalist received tremendous acclaim, and was developed before Scalia died unexpectedly of heart failure in 2016. Gero got to know Scalia personally in his development of the character for the play.

“I want you to know I won’t be seeing the play,” Scalia told Gero. “But I’m glad they got someone good to do it.”
Gero has played the role regionally in Florida and California, but it is hard to imagine this excellent performance won’t find is way to Broadway.

The challenge, of course, is that this conservative jurist remains a lightning rod of liberal antipathy. New York may not be a welcoming market for a show that suggests any sympathy to Scalia. Its arrival at the Court Theatre, on the grounds of the University of Chicago where he taught, may be a way to test those waters.

The Originalist also gives us a valuable examination of ideological approaches to interpretation of the Constitution. Its title refers to Scalia’s purported approach, hewing close to the letter of the law in making decisions, as illuminated by examining the intentions of the original framers. But an insightful analysis of the originalist philosophy by David Strauss, law professor at the University of Chicago, suggests originalism is adopted by both liberal and conservative judges as a strategy to advance their own ideological agenda.

”Our system…is based mostly on precedent and tradition, instead of simply looking for authoritative commend from the Founders or the text of the Constitution,” says Strauss.

The Originalist runs through June 10 at The Court Theatre. It is highly recommended.

Buckle up for Damascus, the intensely suspenseful thriller having its world premiere at Strawdog Theatre.

Bennett Fisher’s tightly crafted script follows the journey of Hassan, a financially struggling Somali-American taxi driver at the Minneapolis airport, as he ferries Lloyd, a young man who says he is desperate to catch a flight out of Chicago’s O’Hare. Damascus, a clue to what will unfold, is also a township not far from O’Hare.

Cramming the six-hour drive into 90 action-packed minutes, we watch as the relationship between the two develops. Terence Sims as Hassan delivers a captivating performance, as he resists efforts by his passenger Lloyd (Sam Hubbard) to engage him in a conversation that moves too quickly and uncomfortably to the personal.

In the opening scene we learn Hassan is struggling to make a go of it, sleeping in his cab in order to pay the lease on his taxi. When Lloyd wakes him out of a solid sleep to ask for a ride to Chicago, Hassan is reluctant to do so – it’s a violation of the rules to drive inter-state; he could lose his license and even his vehicle. After Lloyd offers $300 for the fair and claims his mother is ill – that after a cancelled flight, he needs to get to Chicago to make the next plane home - Hassan agrees, then bids the fare up to $600. 

As the journey progresses, we begin to gather there is more to this story. . . and it turns out there is much much more. Avoiding a spoiler, suffice it to say that Hassan becomes a captive to Lloyd, though at points the role is reversed. You must see the play to watch how the story unfolds.

The shifting dynamic of any long distant drive is artfully on display, as the two get on each others nerves and dance into and out of intimacy. Lloyd, who seems just a tad off the beat, veers toward menace and puts us, along with Hassan, on alert.  

Nearly as compelling is the way the set – stripped down see-through minivan – keeps us focused on the facial expressions of Lloyd and Hassan. Since they are sitting and talking for most of the show, these faces carry the dramatic load. Sims is exceptionally good at keeping our attention with his highly emotive expressions. Hubbard carries off bringing us a far less sympathetic character

Cody Estle, newly appointed artistic director at Raven Theatre, makes a strong directorial debut with the company. And the set by Jeffrey Kmiec – a van on a turntable that affords us many vantage points on the dialog – is very inventive.

Bennett Fisher’s excellent script has been optioned for a film. It’s the kind of work you will want to see first on stage, and you’ve got until June 23 to make it to the Strawdog Theatre for Damascus.

The power of Having Our Say: The Delaney Sisters’ First 100 Years will creep up on you. It also reminds us that in theater, context can be everything, as this revival of a Broadway success may pack even more punch 25 years after its original appearance in book form.

On the surface Having Our Say could seem like a placid day of reminiscences between two centenarian sisters, Sarah Delany (Sadie) and Elizabeth Delany (Bessie). These two daughters of an emancipated slave invite us in to listen in as they recall 100 years they have spent together. You soon find yourself unable to turn away, and the show, nearly a quarter century after its Broadway run, provides a trenchant commentary – with the occasional bombshell - on issues of race, justice and the social unrest that continues to divide us. The stories of the Delany sisters will stay with you.

Adapted from a 1994 autobiography, the Goodman production under the direction of Chuck Smith also brings stellar performances by two actresses: Ella Joyce plays Bessie (1891 – 1995), who lived to 104; and Marie Thomas is her younger sister Sadie (1889 –1999) who died at 109. Working at the top of their craft, the two master the stage for this revival of Emily Mann’s 1995 Broadway hit. (It ran 317 performances, and it would be easy to imagine this incredible show staying around for months here, too.)

Having Our Say recounts the lives these determined, accomplished sisters lived, with a century of American life as the sweeping backdrop. We meet generations of their ancestors, black and white, slave and free. We hear of freedoms conferred as the Civil War ends, of the challenges to those freedoms with the rise of Jim Crow, the celebration of women’s suffrage, the tale of the Great Migration as blacks head North, the rich cultural outpouring of the Harlem Renaissance, and the personal trials and suffering of the Delany family members.

While there is no plot in the conventional sense, nonetheless this reverie is almost hypnotic as we watch Bessie and Sadie make tea, keep house, quibble, cook a ham and other dishes, and move through their day. The two have sharp minds, recalling names, dates and events without struggle, occasionally bickering over recollections.

Sadie became the first black woman to teach domestic science in the New York City Public School System; her older sister Bessie was the first black woman dentist in New York. The pair at first appear to be somewhat genteel spinsters, but quickly enough establish for us that Bessie is the acerbic and more combative of the pair; Sadie more even tempered and approachable. “We’re vinegar and molasses,” as Bessie puts it.

As Bessie and Sadie, Joyce and Thomas are working at the pinnacle of their craft, delivering two hours of non-stop dialog, all the while performing the most natural housekeeping – scene after scene loaded with seemingly guileless execution of “stage business” activities as they fuss about in the kitchen, dining room and living room. At one point I recall watching Joyce’s Bessie wipe crumbs from a kitchen table for a full ten minutes as a side note to her lines of dialog. Simple as such actions appear, the perfection of the timing in tandem to the scripted words is the mark of a great actress. We realize we are in the presence of masters of the craft.

While the time frame is historical – for example, Bessie and Sadie can only describe the possibility of the Obama Presidency they would never witness – their alignment with historic figures is illuminating. Sadie was a fan of George Washington Carver, an agent of change adhering to practical social and economic strategies. Bessie supported W.E B. DuBois, an advocate for active movement toward social change. Both sisters felt that given the choice between supporting women’s rights and black rights, their self-interest was most centered on black issues. While they celebrated women’s suffrage, they also professed to an abiding devotion to Eleanor Roosevelt, and explain the actions that boosted her appeal to the African-American population.

The show is loaded with lessons in history and the story of lives – Bessie and Sadie mourn the death of their mother and of their disabled sibling, their loneliness in old age (“Lord, send us someone new,” they pray). We learn their spiritual practice (yoga and prayer daily); their pride in their parents (Dad was the first African-American Episcopal Bishop and Mom was head of operations at St. Augustine College).

Without question, Having Our Say is a great show, beautifully acted and directed. Also worth noting: The lovely turntable set that rotates between the Delany kitchen and living room, designed by Mike Tutaj.

Having Our Say, scheduled with four matinees and four evening performances weekly, and runs through June 10 at the Goodman Theatre, comes highly recommended.

Grand Hotel at Theater Wit is a revelation! It shows how much punch you can pack in a storefront stage production with the right mix of great singing talent and artful production.

Kokandy Productions has brought to life the 1989 Broadway musical extravaganza, which traces its roots back through the 1932 MGM feature film (starring Joan Crawford and Lionel Barrymore) to a 1929 German novel.

Grand Hotel is very reminiscent of Cabaret - but that 1966 blockbuster, currently in yet another revival, remains the standard for decadent pre-war Berlin shows. Grand Hotel tracks the passage of some larger-than-life guests during a single weekend in an elegant hotel in 1928 Berlin: a fading Russian prima ballerina; a fatally ill Jewish bookkeeper spending his final days living in luxury; a handsome and conniving, down-on-his-heels, Baron; a corporate executive who turns crooked under business pressures; and an actress (and typist) aiming at Hollywood while resisting the casting couch.

These characters and the Joan Crawford background could easily lead to a high camp meltdown. But director John D. Glover keeps it serious, allowing us to appreciate the artistry of the players. This is no Cabaret, in the sense that there aren't really memorable songs, but we do havve memorable performances. 

The singing is truly spectacular, with amazing voices bubbling up through the versatile chorus members, and real standouts include the wonderful baritone Erik Dohner as the Baron; the rich mezzo soprano Liz Norton as Raefella, the manager of the Russian ballerina; and Jonathan Schwart as bookkeeper Otto Kringelein.

I also loved Jenny McPherson (she plays Tootsie, Sandor, and a telephone operator). "I would like to occupy the royal suite, rather than mop the floors/with the whores," she sings. Pavi Proczko brings real menace to his role as Chauffer; and Jeff Pierpoint and Nick Arceo stand out among the chorus. 

Like Cabaret, the original Broadway production of Grand Hotel garnered lots of Tony Awards including best direction and choreography for Tommy Tune. Broadway was hoping it would repeat Cabaret's tradition, but the material is not at that level.  

Glover and music director Aaron Benham have uncovered magnificent talent in these Chicagoland performers, including Michelle Jasso as fading ballerina Elizaveta Grushinskaya. 

Glover says his vision was "to create a ‘vanished luxury’ and the fever dreams of a world on the brink of depression and war," and indeed this production does that very well. The characters may largely be caricatures, but it’s a great excuse for a musical. Don’t expect any post-show discussions, but do expect to rise and applaud! Grand Hotel runs through May 27 at Theatre Wit in Chicago.