
Rosaline (Dale Towarnicky) in Columbus Civic Theater's Love's Labor's Lost
by Danielle Filas
Since its March launch, Columbus Civic Theater’s new space on Indianola Avenue has housed everything from percussive performance art to Sartre’s vision of hell. Add to Columbus Civic’s list of accomplishments the luscious Spanish gardens in the post-WWII rendition of Shakespeare’s Love’s Labor’s Lost, which opened this past weekend. One of his earliest plays and one of his most intellectual comedies, Love’s Labor’s Lost smacks more of Moliere than of the Bard, featuring a light-hearted battle of the sexes where the women clearly emerge with the upper hand. It opens with Ferdinand, the King of Navarre (Sean Arata) and his attending lords (Edwyn Williams, Michael Lea, Mark Sypek) swearing off women so as to be able to focus on three years of intense academic study. Predictably, no sooner have they signed the contract when the beautiful Princess of France (Megan Pierce) and her ladies-in-waiting (Dayle Towarnicky, Megan McSweeney, Sonia Bowen) arrive to test the men’s honor. Witty exchanges ensue, sprinkled liberally with subplots involving a Spanish swordsman (Mark Reeves), a snooty school mistress (Melinda Anderson), a saucy wench (Bowen), and the requisite country idiot (Rudy Frias). It’s also one of Shakespeare’s most interesting plays, dodging the usual pat solution of his comedies for a more thought-provoking ending tinged with death and ambiguity.
Ben Gorman directs his cast of fifteen through some of the most poetic and intense wordplay Shakespeare has to offer, guiding each performer to tackle the difficult dialogue with crisp diction and energized articulation. Gorman further compliments the script with dynamic blocking that helps the modern audience to catch the meaning behind the 400 year old jokes and uses every inch of Columbus Civic’s intimate space. Within the solid ensemble (which also includes Azure Stephens as Moth, Richard Neal in multiple roles, Chip Redden as Boyet, and Ken Scott as Sir Nathaniel), Gorman has polished a few standout gems in his production. As one of the France’s ladies, Rosaline, Towarnicky shifts easily from feigned wide-eyed innocence to smirking coolness reminiscent of Claire Trevor, the queen of film noir. Presenting feminine strength of a different sort, Pierce brings warmth and charm to the Princess of France, tempering her character with a surprising (and touching) complexity in the final scene of the play. Edwyn Williams as the King’s right hand man, Berowne, exhibits his formidable acting chops, turning in a high octane and acrobatic performance that sometimes verges on manic. The real scene stealer, however, is Mark Reeves as the lisping, lurching, melancholy Don Adriano de Armando. Part Inigo Montoya, part Jim Carey, Reeves’s lanky form, impossibly white face, and intense brand of comedy bring the biggest belly laughs of the evening- even with a simple, “O!” moaned from off-stage.
Adding to the overall performance, Gorman’s technical crew provides nearly professional production values, starting with the set. The set (designed by Gorman), simply outfitted with a couple of benches and a smartly appointed trellis allows the scenes to flow sensibly from one locale to another without confusing the audience. Jeremiah Caudill’s magnificent mural dominates the set without distracting, adding romance and depth. Anderson’s costumes, some of which could have used fresh pressing, creatively indicate the intended era and fit nicely with the overall vibe of Gorman’s vision.
Unfortunately, clocking in at three hours and fifteen minutes with intermission, the play feels uncomfortably long, even when witnessed from Columbus Civic’s comfy IMAX-style seating… And this is probably a great time for full disclosure: I serve as the artistic director of a Shakespeare company, so I admittedly have my own peculiar ideas about the do’s and do-not’s of navigating Willy’s works. I know firsthand that snipping Shakespeare feels… well… just plain wrong. His absolutely delicious words seem sacred and untouchable. And I also know that bowing to the famously short American attention span feels an awful lot like pandering… and just plain wrong. That being said, Gorman may still have done well to perform more surgery on the play’s 2758 lines so that when King Navarre says, “Come, sir, it wants a twelvemonth and a day,/And then ’twill end,” the audience won’t laugh for the wrong reason at Berowne’s reply, “That’s too long for a play.”
If you have the time, though, Columbus Civic Theater’s Love’s Labor’s Lost is worth the commitment with top-notch acting in a beautiful, pastoral setting. Love’s Labor’s Lost runs through July 24, Thursdays-Saturdays at 8pm at Columbus Civic Theater, 3837 Indianola Dr., Columbus. Tickets are $17.50-$20.00 and can be purchased online or by calling (614) 447-7529.
Danielle Filas serves as a contributing editor to Theatre Vault. She recently moved from Chicago and holds Theatre degrees from Northwestern University and Knox College. You can visit her personal blog by clicking here.