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As a lifelong aficionado of the ill-fated ocean liner RMS Titanic, I’ve always gravitated toward any experience that would leave me feeling immersed in that famous moment of an era that nobody any of us knows anymore is alive to remember. I’ve watched every grainy, dated video interview with actual survivors of the shipwreck I can find on YouTube. I’ve even listened to audio rips of ancient vinyl interviews with others who were there and who lived. One of the several times I saw James Cameron’s Hollywood opus during its initial 1997 theatrical run was seated on the flooded floor of an overbooked movie house during a torrential rainstorm; it was like virtual reality, but way soggier!

I’ve learned all I can about the unfathomable chain of events that left the liner many fathoms below the Atlantic. And I’ve tried just as hard to learn about that long-gone period in which the wealthy crossed seas on boats instead of private jets, and immigrants did the same to an America that once welcomed them. But despite the books and the videos and the museum exhibits, April 15, 1912, seems as long ago as Gettysburg or the pyramids.

That’s why I truly appreciated and enjoyed the Marriott Theatre’s current run of Maury Yeston and Peter Stone’s Tony-winning Titanic: The Musical. Instead of awing me with titanic recreations of the floating behemoth like Cameron’s film or an array of sunken artifacts recovered from the seabed over two miles below, this production directed and choreographed by Connor Gallagher made me think about the things that were really lost on that calm April night. The somethings, actually. The someones. 1,517 someones.

Utilizing the Marriott’s theater-in-the-round setup, Gallagher lets his cast—the people on board the boat—bring this early-20^th-century story well into the 21^st. And what a cast he brings along for the cruise!

But first, we feasted. The Marriott has transformed its Three Embers Restaurant into the White Star Grill. Featuring food that would’ve been served to the passengers of the White Star Line’s crown jewel, the eponymous Titanic, I was already being time-warped back to 1912 before I’d set foot in the theater proper. Braised short rib. Wood fired lamb. Poached king salmon. Chicken lyonnaise. It was all food a gourmand of the time might have expected prepared as they sailed the Atlantic. And they would’ve approved of the Marriott’s take on the fare. What a way to start a night out!

Waldorf Pudding at the White Star Grill

As dinner digested, we met the folks who, in less than two hours, would either be among the 706 survivors of the disaster, or the more than twice as many who’d be listed among the dead.

Of course, there were the famous figures—famous in their time because of their social status and still famous because of their choice of transportation. There were Guggenheims and there were Astors. And just as rich, but as charming in their humility as they were onscreen and seem to have been in reality, were Isidor and Ida Straus, the elderly couple who co-founded Macy’s and who went down, together, with the ship. Mark David Kaplan’s Isidor was lovable, while his wife Ida, who’d loved him for over forty years, was played by Heidi Kettenring, whose vocal performances throughout the show were breathtaking.

Those known for the responsibility of Titanic’s existence and demise were well represented, as well. David Girolmo’s Captain Smith was as stoic and somber as the ancient mariner he already was on what was to be his final voyage after Titanic’s maiden trip. Christopher Kale Jones’ builder of the boat, Thomas Andrews, looked more haunted and heartbroken as the fate of his creation and himself sank in. And Adam Pelty played J. Bruce Ismay, head of the White Star Line, and as close to a villain as the story has, all business and bully and bluster as the boat makes its way toward the tale’s true villain, the iceberg.

Heidi Kettenring and Mark David Kaplan in Titaninc: The Musical at Marriott Theatre

But just as it was with the actual Titanic, the many other people along for the ride made the whole thing human, made it real, made us feel like we were there. If anyone could be called a hero in this story without any, it would be stoker Frederick Barrett, played by Darian Goulding. Goulding’s got the most fleshed-out storyline and maybe the most musical lines, too, and he makes the most of them with a wonderful voice and a way of portraying a guy from the days of coal-powered steam engines.

Another everyday person looking to make it across the pond is with-child Irishwoman Kate McGowan, played by Erica Stephan, who seems to fit into every role and production she’s part of. James Earl Jones II and Lillian Castillo also wow as American couple Edgar and Alice Beane who try to blend in with the other passengers, but who instead steal the spotlight with their own wonderful musical numbers. Another couple in love played by Francesca Mehrotra and Will Lidke were maybe my favorite vocalists of the evening, although Matthew Hommel’s dual roles as boy telegrapher Harold Bride and bandmaster Wallace Hartley reserved for him two of the evening’s best songs.

And, backing all of these varied performances and the ongoing score was as tight a Marriott orchestra as I’ve heard, conducted by Brad Haak.

When you head to Marriott Theatre’s Titanic: The Musical—playing now until June 1—you won’t find priceless trinkets plucked from the ocean floor, nor will you find lifelike walls of riveted steel. But you will find a lovely dinner followed by a truly immersive night to remember as you meet some of the people who lived, and who didn’t, on that calm Atlantic evening over 113 years ago.

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It’s hard to believe that Fiddler on the Roof turns 60 this year. It’s even harder to believe that the show, which opened on Broadway in 1964, can still take an audience by surprise. In continuous production around the globe, and with brides continuously walking down the aisle to “Sunrise, Sunset,” Drury Lane Theatre’s new version proves Fiddler’s mettle once again.

Director Elizabeth Margolius and choreographer Rommy Sandhu dispense with some of the standard staging choices, mostly without disturbing the spirit that animates the musical. Evocative tableaux replace folky dances right from the opening number. After Tevye (Mark David Kaplan) ushers us into Anatevka, lights come up on the townspeople in rows that initially suggest a church choir or a Greek chorus.

“Tradition” proceeds in that linear formation, bringing the village to life in a cluster rather than filling the full stage. Then, as Tevye narrates the action, the cast begins to sway and bob, the movement not of Christians or Hellenes but of worshipping Jews. Each group – the papas, the mamas, the sons, the daughters – has its verse, standing upright and illuminated while the others crouch. Roles are specified, expectations declared. Whether expressing the closeness of the community, fear of what lays beyond the shtetl or just the cold Russian climate, these people function as a bickering, intertwined unit.

At least, it starts that way. Jack McGaw’s set puts the flat façade of a house center stage, a piece of scenery that disappears, panel by panel, as the story progresses. With every personal encounter, traditions break down and push everyone towards the empty space of the future. Tevye tells Golde, “it’s a new world.” How comfortable was the old world? Projections, designed by Mike Tutaj, appear on screens throughout the show, and an historic photograph of a shabby shack reminds us that a poor man like Tevye had little in the way of comfort.

There are no props – no dairy cart beside Tevye during “If I Were a Rich Man” or a book for his daughter Chava to exchange with her non-Jewish suitor Fyedka. Though odd at first, it works especially well during “Sabbath Prayer” when the family gathers to light the shabbas candles. Instead of candlesticks, the screens that frame the action fill with images of flames. In group scenes such as this, the use of projections is stirring. During more intimate moments, when the faces of the characters are projected onto the screens, they seem less of an enrichment and more of a distraction.

Several cast members bring new attention to smaller roles, such as Joel Gelman as Lazar Wolf, the widowed butcher who sets his sights on Tevye’s first born Tzeitel. Yes, Lazar Wolf is too old and unrefined for the girl. But Gelman exudes such heartfelt joy at the prospect of marrying her, he inspires sympathy when the deal falls through. In the hands of Janet Ulrich Brooks, Yente the Matchmaker lands the laugh lines that have turned “yente” into a synonym for meddlesome gossip. But Brooks also conveys the loneliness of a woman who has no one to call her own.

What do the inhabitants of Anatevka have to call their own by the end? Not much. Their bickering, intertwined unit scatters in all directions as the Russian authorities confiscate their property. We know these people after 60 years of imagining that fiddler trying to keep his balance on a shaky roof. At Drury Lane Theatre, we meet them once again as tableaux of memory that reach through time and space.  

Fiddler on the Roof is playing now through March 24^th at Drury Lane Theatre in Oakbrook. Tickets are available at www.drurylanetheatre.com

Following the lives of Charlotte and Jonny, The Mystery of Love and Sex cleverly explores a variety of subjects including sexual identity, race, political correctness and family undercurrents. Charlotte and Jonny have grown up together and have become the very best of friends. Charlotte is a white girl who had lived with her parents, her father Jewish and her mother converted, while Jonny, an African American had lived with his mother just next door. 

The story starts off with Charlotte and Jonny living together while attending college. They wonder if their longtime friendship can develop into something more. The two are stressed when Charlotte’s parents, Howard and Lucinda, come by for dinner unsure of what they might think of their living relationship and their possible future together. Howard, a  successful crime novelist accused of writing with racist and sexist overtones by Jonny ("Why are all black men able to dance? Why are most found victims women with no clothes on?"), is direct, concerned and, at times, a bit skeptical. “What is this? Like Bohemian?” He says referring to the couple’s table setting. It doesn’t help matters that Charlotte and Jonny are serving just salad and bread. But we quickly see how much Howard cares for both his daughter Charlotte and Jonny, who he considers his son, despite his oft coarse exterior. 

As the story progresses, Charlotte and Jonny show trepidation in pursuing a future together even questioning their own sexuality. Howard and Lucinda, who consider themselves liberal parents, just want their daughter to be happy. We are then taken on several plot twists and turns in both Howard and Lucinda’s marriage and the lives of Jonny and Charlotte that keep the story highly engaging.

Keenly directed by Marti Lyons and smartly written by Bathsheba Doran, The Mystery of Love and Sex provides four main characters that are each appealing in their own ways. The interactions between the four is fulfilling, as it is humorous, touching and true to life. Doran’s story is that of love, whether it be unconditional or the lengths taken to find it. It is a journey into life’s most sought after desire and a tribute to accepting those for who they are.  

"I have had the pleasure of following the impressive rising careers of playwright Bash Doran and Director Marti Lyons for the past few years and I am delighted to find a project that suited both their considerable talents so perfectly," says Artistic Director Michael Halberstam.

Hayley Burgess leads the way as Charlotte with a bold performance in her Writers Theatre debut. Charlotte has many layers that are revealed throughout the play and Burgess gently takes the audience by the hand into her character’s depth one step at a time. Best friend and confidant Jonny is well-played by Travis Turner who is also able to play up to the complexities in his role with much aplomb. Lia Mortensen is just fantastic as Lucinda, delivering her witty lines to perfection and getting several laughs in the way her character struggles to quit smoking. Cast in the role of Howard is Keith Kupferer. However, Kupferer had taken ill and was unavailable for the performance I had attended thrusting Mark David Kaplan into the role, who is simply remarkable. Kaplan steers his role with grit and finesse offering the clear predictability of Howard’s stereotype, but is also able to throw in a handful of surprising moments filled with a genuineness than can catch us off guard. Kaplan and Mortensen are terrific as Charlotte’s parents, bringing forth plenty of funny exchanges and throwing several well-timed darts at each other.

There is a lot to like in Doran’s The Mystery of Love and Sex from its tantalizing script to its well-executed performances. The play delivers a solid message in a uniquely crafty way that is entertaining from beginning to end. 

Recommended. 

The Mystery of Love and Sex is currently running at Writers Theatre (325 Tudor Court, Glenview) through July 2nd. For tickets and/or more show information click here. 

*This play contains frontal nudity.