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| David Templeman, Mark McGowan and Ben Wyatt belt out Tame Impala's "Apocalypse Dream" at the 2018 Turnstiles |
Templeman was joined by
WA premier Mark McGowan and state treasurer Ben Wyatt in a visceral medley of
dystopian tunes (Eve of Destruction a standout) curated by Jeffrey Jay Fowler, prior
to revealing the eleven shows that had won a prestigious Turnstile. They were:
What Doesn’t Kill You (Blah Blah) Stronger. The writer, comic actor
and singer Tyler Jacob Jones may be the most prodigious talent in this town. His
long-standing partnership with the composer Robert Woods and the versatile
performer and director Erin Hutchinson has honed their skills to starry
heights, no more so than in this precision-crafted, utterly hilarious little
musical.
You Know We belong Together. There is wonderful warmth about
Julia Hales and her co-performers, all of whom have Down Syndrome. It enveloped
the audience, creating a shared, joyous experience of the rarest kind in
theatre as these lovely and loving people tell us their stories. Some of them
are deeply moving; others are funny, sexy and sad.
The Summer of the 17th Doll. This production marked a
highpoint in the career of the talented director Adam Mitchell. The first major
play in the Australian idiom concerned with authentically Australian lives,
it’s also arguably our best. Kelton Pell plays Roo without race or colour, but
with magnificent emotional and physical power.
The Events. David Greig’s The Events, which was motivated by Anders
Breivik’s rampage in Norway in 2011, is dark, fascinating and theatrically
ambitious. Catherine McClements, gave a compelling performance, and a different
community choir performed in each performance as a cogent reminder of lives
lived and lost in the terrible “events” we have become so used to.
Hiro. This is an extraordinary story, and a true one, about a
man swept out to sea by the 2011 Fukushima tsunami, but to make it compelling
theatre requires dramatic vision and technical expertise. It’s creator and
director Samantha Chester, her co-creators and performers Humphrey Bower and
Kylie Maree, and her creative team, provided just that, and in spades.
The Tale of Tales. A small, brilliant gem of storytelling, and a
breakout achievement for its deviser and performer, Clare Testoni. She used the
fairy tales of Giambattista Basile as a jumping off point for a wider and
deeper story of four generations of her own family, the rise of Fascism in
Italy and the resistance to it, the flight of many Italians to Australia and their fate here. It was an honest show,
and a heartfelt one; as one of its characters says: “a story left untold is
destined to repeat itself.”
Court My Crotch. The writer and director James McMillan’s play is
wild, savage, and the most memorable production of the Blue Room’s 2018
seasons. Its action was as fast, furious, sweaty and grunty as any Grand Slam
final, and took a wide-ranging look at sport, society and sexuality of
surprising accuracy and topicality. The show moved so fast and so far that its
flaws were trampled underfoot.
In the Next Room – The Vibrator Play. The American playwright
Sarah Ruhl delivers a witty, playful peek into domesticity and its pitfalls,
the role of women in marriage and society, and quite a bit more besides. The
result is a wildly entertaining and intelligent piece of popular theatre.
Another Turnstile for Jeffrey Jay Fowler, the director, who accurately assessed
Ruhl’s play for what it is; a modern take on Restoration Comedy, almost a
bedroom – well consulting room – farce, highlighted by career performances from
Rebecca Davis and Jo Morris
Fever. This
collaboration by Andrew Bovell, Christos Tsiolkas, Patricia Cornelius and
Melissa Reeves dates from 2002. It’s not the first time this quartet of
playwrights’ work has been performed by WAAPA’s Aboriginal Performance
students; what was new was this production’s complete lack of specific
Aboriginality; the students, and their director Rachael Maza, ask us to come to
their work on its own merits, with no concessions or schema. What was exciting
was how terrifically they succeeded, and how, in so doing, they brought a major
and intensely relevant Australian work to a new audience.
Frankie’s. The best bars are real-life impromptu stories. The
characters in their dramas walk in without a script, and they are as varied and
various as all humanity. The actors
and musicians Libby Klysz’s Variegated Productions gathered to people Frankie’s
were, perhaps uniquely, fit for purpose. The night I dropped in (the cast and
characters change nightly), Turnstile-magnet Shane Adamczak and Sam
Longley were bartenders, the combustible Tegan Mulvany was the resident barfly,
and Chris Bedding, an oversize man with a great talent of presence, was her lost
love. It’s a great achievement that a cast could concoct such material out of
thin air.
A little piece
of housekeeping: up until now the Turnstile Awards have gone from September 1 to
August 31 each year. That now seems an awkward construct, so I’ve converted to
the calendar year. Which means to tidy things up, a stand-alone, late 2017,
Turnstile goes to:
Let the Right One In. A whopping Heath Ledger Theatre debut
for Black Swan’s new artistic director Clare Watson, the vampire romantic
thriller splendidly executed and highlighted by a tough, sexy and needy
performance by Sophia Forrest, impressively supported by Ian Michael.
I started these little
awards back in 2010/11 when I became the theatre reviewer for The West
Australian and have continued them through the eight years during which I’ve
been privileged to see, and delighted to acknowledge, some wonderful West
Australian theatre.
The awards acknowledge outstanding WA produced (or
co-produced) stage shows opening in Perth each year. Eligibility is inclusive,
rather than proscriptive. There are no set number of Turnstile winners each
year, and no attempt to rank them in order of merit. The Turnstiles are a pat
on the back, not a competition.
As it’s now apparent
(although no-one has actually taken me into a little room and delivered the coup de gras) that The West, to the
extent that it covers the arts at all, will do so “in house”, it’s a good time
to look back on those shows that have won Turnstiles up to now. I’m sure its a
list that will bring as much pleasure to those who saw these terrific pieces as
they gave to me when I did.
So indulge me for a while
as I remember the Turnstile Award winners since 2010:
Krakour. Deckchair Theatre’s production of Reg Cribb’s engaging
hagiography of the football wizards, directed by Marcelle Schmitz and starring
Jimi Bani and Sean Dow as Jim and Phil;
The Deep Blue Sea. Terence Rattigan’s ‘50s tragedy,
stylishly directed by Michael McCall for Onward Production, with a stellar
performance by Alison Van Reeken;
Waltzing the Wilarra. Yirra Yaakin’s irresistible 2011
PIAF hit, written and composed by David Milroy and directed by Wesley Enoch;
The Ugly One. Marius Von Mayenberg’s literate and adventurous
play, directed by Melissa Cantwell for the Perth Theatre Company;
Die Winterreise. Matthew Lutton’s engrossing and unsettling
theatrical extrapolation for ThinIce of Franz Schubert’s song cycle, with
striking performances by Paul Capsis and George Shevtsov;
Laryngectomy. Renegade Production’s ferocious and courageous
lament at the Blue Room, written by Joe Lui (who also directed) in
collaboration with the riveting performer Demelza Rogers;
Crazy For You. WAAPA 2nd and 3rd year music theatre student’s
ebullient and potential-crammed revival of the Gershwins' hit at the
Regal;
Scent Tales. A perfectly miraculous parable of knowledge and
love, directed by Joanne Foley for Little y Theatre, with a
transfixing performance by Georgia King;
Red. Onward Production’s second Turnstile, for Lawrie
Cullen-Tait’s auspicious main stage directorial debut with John Logan’s mighty
seat-filler, starring James Hagan as Mark Rothko;
Tender Napalm. Perth Theatre Company again, for the brutal and
vivid play by the prodigious Philip Ridley, directed by Melissa Cantwell and
starring Joshua Brennan and Anna Houston;
Adam and Eve. A smashing, laugh-out-loud modern take on The Fall,
,directed by Moya Thomas at the Blue Room, with terrific, inventive
performances, especially by St John Cowcher and Alicia Osyka in a Laurel and
Hardy-like comic pairing;
The Damned. Reg Cribb’s unlovely, memorable play for Black
Swan, firmly directed by Andrew Lewis with gripping performances by Amanda
Woodhams, Claire Lovering and, especially, Sage Douglas.
Who’s Afraid of the Working Class. An imposing, ultimately
heartbreaking play, beautifully and proudly performed by WAAPA Aboriginal
Theatre students directed by Rick Brayford.
Atishoo. A wonderful, fevered dreamscape by DNA, written for kids
under six by Rachel Riggs and Adam Bennett, who also performed alongside the
beguiling Anna Marie Biagioni.
Blackbird. Perth Theatre Company’s unsettling, exciting production,
written by David Harrower and directed by Melissa Cantwell, with fine
performances by Humphrey Bower and Anna Houston.
National Interest. Black Swan’s complete and
satisfying production, written and directed by Aiden Fennessy, with the
outstanding Julia Blake and a fine supporting cast.
How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying. WAAPA’s music theatre
students’ exuberant production of Frank Loesser’s snappy musical at the Regal.
It’s Dark Outside. A rare triumph of theatrical
ingenuity in the service of human compassion; Tim Watts, Arielle Gray and Chris
Isaacs’s wonderful production for the Perth Theatre Company.
On the Misconception of Oedipus. Perth Theatre Company’s
brilliantly conceived and executed, high gloss, play directed by Matthew Lutton
with Natasha Herbert, Daniel Schlusser and Richard Pyros as modern
manifestations of the infamous Sophoclean triangle.
Boy Gets Girl. A tense, menacing staging of Rebecca Gilman’s stalker thriller directed by
Adam Mitchell for Black Swan, with great performances by Alison van Reeken and
the genuinely creepy Myles Pollard, and a superb and, at one point, shocking
set design by Fiona Bruce.
Eve. A stand-out performance in any year from Margi Brown Ash
in at the Blue Room, the sad story of the largely forgotten writer Eve Langley,
written by Ash, Daniel Evans and Leah Mercer, who also directed.
The Motherfucker With the Hat. Stephen Adly Guirgis’s joyfully
erudite New York drama, directed by Adam Mitchell with a mighty performance by
Rhoda Lopez and a scene-stealing one by Fayssal Bazzi.
Duck, Death and the Tulip. Barking Gecko’s delicate, good
humoured, story for kids about death, directed by John Sheedy with exemplary
performances by George Shevtsov and the irresistible Ella Hetherington.
Minnie and Mona. The Duck House production of Jeffrey Jay Fowler's
funny, fierce and sad play, firmly controlled by director Kathryn Osborne and
fearlessly performed by Arielle Gray and Gita Bezard.
Hamlet. John Sheedy and Barking Gecko in partnership with WAAPA to
deliver a fresh, energized staging of The Play, with a passionate, sexy
performance by James Sweeny in The Part and a brilliant sound design by James
Luscombe.
Other Desert Cities. Black Swan’s production of John
Robin Baitz’s sparkling story of familial and political disintegration, immaculately
directed by Kate Cherry and designed by Christina Smith, with stellar
performances by Janet Andrewartha and Conrad Coleby.
Hedda. Marthe Snorresdotter Rovic brought authenticity and
magnetism to her seamless, electric adaptation of the Ibsen classic, directed
by co-adaptor Renato Fabretti with a cast including her fellow Norwegian Tone
Skaardal and the charismatic, intelligent Phil Miolin.
Storm Boy. Barking Gecko’s handsome co-production, with the
Sydney Theatre Company, of Colin Thiele’s much-loved novel, was another step
forward for our most exciting and ambitious main-stage theatre company.
Trampoline. The first of an unprecedented single-year Turnstiles
trifecta by the outrageously talented writer and actor Shane Adamczak, the
bouncy romcom at the Blue Room, directed by Damon Lockwood also starred Amanda
Woodhams and the very funny Ben Russell.
Midsummer (A Play with Songs). The most and best laughs of
anything Black Swan staged that year, thanks to Georgina Gayler and Brendan
Hansen’s performances, Damon Lockwood’s direction and David Greig's often
hilarious screw-tightening script.
DIVA. The writer and performer Tiffany Barton and director Helen
Doig collaborated to tell the story of a fading opera singer with pungency,
tempestuousness and ultimate humanity.
Vicious Circles. Adamczak again, this time
incredible as Johnny Rotten in Ben Kalman’s sad, brilliantly performed story of
the last days of Sid and Nancy, co-produced by WA’s Weeping Spoon and Canada’s
Stadium Tour for the Blue Room’s Summer Nights season at PICA.
F*@k Decaf. Pop-up theatre at its best; Tyler Jacob Jones’s café
society comedy, sharply directed by Scott Corbett with star turns by Amanda
Watson and Ann-Marie Biagioni, at the Mary Street Café on Beaufort St.
Eight Gigabytes of Hardcore Pornography. Declan Greene’s dark
comedy may not live up to its name, but it has plenty of hard drive. Perth
comedian Andrea Gibbs delivered a performance to be proud of.
Jasper Jones. Kate Mulvany’s savvy adaptation of Craig Silvey’s
wonderful book was another faultless step on John Sheedy’s mission to grow
Barking Gecko from a children’s theatre to one for young people of all
ages.
This is Not a Love Song. The stand up comedian Greg Fleet’s
impressive debut as a playwright was a sure-fire singalong hit at the Blue Room,
and more besides. Fleet performs, as does director Tegan Mulvany and, you
guessed it, Shane Adamczak.
Laughter on the 23rd Floor. Black Swan’s sparkling, handsome
revival of Neil Simon’s reminiscence of radio days. Impeccably cast, with Peter
Rowsthorn outstanding.
King Hit. Geoffrey Narkle and David Gilroy took us inside the
sideshow boxing tent, and plenty of other places, in Yirra Yaakin’s fine,
important revival of this seminal West Australian play.
Hipbone Sticking Out. A magnificent, sprawling story of
the collision of cultures in West Australia’s North-West. Created by Scott
Rankin and Big hART, inspired by, and featuring, the people of Roebourne, it
had everything theatre should have, and did everything theatre should do.
Venus in Fur. David Ives' delicious layer cake of a play-within-
a-play-within-a-book, assiduously directed by Lawrie Cullen-Tait. was sent into
orbit by the tall, fair and heedless Felicity McKay.
Monroe & Associates. Tim Watts, the kindiest member of
wunderkind company The Last Great Hunt, created a snazzy little noir world
inside a caravan, and invited his audiences of one to try to outsmart him in
it.
Under This Sun. Warwick Doddrell’s outback epic emerged from the
heat and dust of the WA desert like a modern-day Burke and Wills, and was as
impressive a writing debut as we have seen on the Perth stage.
Legally Blonde. Showed WAAPA’s splendid music theatre course and its
soon-to-be world-beating students to perfect advantage at the Regal – and was a
sell-out smash hit into the bargain.
Gudirr Gudirr. An extraordinary performance by Broome artist
Dalisa Pigram, combining tens of thousands of years of continuous cultural
endeavour with the skills and confidence of contemporary indigenous performing
art.
The Mars Project. The 3rd year acting class at WAAPA
shone in Will O’Mahoney’s intricate, coherent and moving rumination on
ambition, autism and the lure of the ultimate.
The Drowsy Chaperone. WAAPA’s 3rd Year Music Theatre students
kicked up a storm in this utterly hilarious, marvellously generous and
strangely neglected little musical about nothing other than what makes a
musical tick.
Hart. Wonderfully controlled and white hot with anger, Ian Michael wove the
stories of four indigenous men (himself included) into a rich, entertaining and
deeply moving tapestry of the terrible events of the Stolen Generation.
The Astronaut. The performer Samantha Chester and her director Frances Barbe created
something mysterious and ineffably sad between dance and drama that used the
minimalist space of the Blue Room as effectively and imaginatively as anything
I’ve seen there.
Grounded. Alison van Reeken, the very best of our actors, was taut
and sinewy as the fighter pilot cum drone operator in George Brant’s
horrifyingly real journey into bloodless, abstract, modern warfare.
The One. The arc of a love affair told as a blues by the white-hot
writer Jeffrey Jay Fowler, and Georgia King and Mark Storen, who both gave
career-best performances.
The Lighthouse Girl. Hellie Turner overcame the
intractable untheatricality of fact to fashion a touching and very real love
story in the shadow of war and death, highlighted by an outstanding rookie
performance as the girl from Daisy Coyle.
End Game. The pedigrees of the play, the director Andrew Ross, the
designer and lighting designer Tyler Hill and Mark Howlett and a fine cast were
impeccable, and they delivered Beckett’s bleak vision with wonderful clarity
and control.
The Irresistible. A singular, wholly-realised
theatre experience by the writer and director Zoe Pepper and the
performer/collaborators Tim Watts and the ferocious, highly-charged Adriane
Daff,
Good Little Soldier. Ochre Dance Theatre’s Mark Howlett
took his text about the scars of war and, working with a talented team of
deviser/performers, broke it down into a cross-disciplinary performance that,
miraculously, was even greater than the sum of its parts.
The View from the Penthouse. WAAPA Performance Making students
Isaac Diamond, Cam Pollock and the genuinely terrifying Sam Hayes concocted a
brilliant, noxious cocktail of carnality and addiction.
