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Kaelen Wilson-Goldie
Dysfunctional Drama
So you settle in, turn on the tv, and play the clicker for all its worth. You flip past the
duplicated public access stations, wade through the layers of home-shopping, weather,
religious zealotry, and pause on the familiar face, the recognizable situation. Perhaps this
ritual has become so routine that you begin to sense time and channel. In your perusal of
the average sitcom, you become attached to the characters, invested in their weekly
experiences. The connection is quick and easy. And it is the sort evoked by the Drama
Department's latest production at the Helms, "Escape from Happiness." Six scenes of
comedic family drama fire like episodes one after the other. Besides the commercial jingles
and shiny products, all that's missing is that cozy, hazy distance between your couch and
the tube. As always, the intimate space of the Helms Theater brings the audience to the
brink of the performance. And in this case, the crowd becomes the mystical studio
audience, the life behind the mechanical laugh-tracks.
Appropriately set in a slightly run-down kitchen, "Escape from Happiness" follows the
escapades of a dysfunctional family living in working-class Toronto. The play hinges on
the vibrancy of the larger than life, archetypical characters, each with enough dramatic
flamboyance and substance to back them up. Nora (Kay Ferguson Bechtel) is the eccentric
matriarch who has a flair for expressing neurosis and lunacy with her sweeping hand
gestures. Tom (John Paul Schneidler) is the recently returned absentee father feigning
debilitating illness.
As the youngest daughter, Gail (Karen Faust) is the headstrong and practical young mother
who keeps the plot on track. Mary Anne (Robbie Berry), the characteristically crazy middle
sister, combines Tony Kushner's Harper with Saturday Night Live's Mary Katherine
Gallagher. Berry churns out the play's most consistently hysterical and engaging
performance as a perplexed and bizarre young woman "at a crossroads." Elizabeth (Sarah
Dandridge) is the eldest daughter, an over-worked lawyer who literally explodes with
energy as the play progresses. Capping off the household are Junior, Gail's young,dumb,
and loyal husband and the rather amorphous presence of their infant. Playing off the family
drama is the foil of cops Dian Black and Mike Dixon, the ill-matched partners, and crooks
Stevie and Rolly, the ill-fated father-son team.
Written by Canadian playwright George F. Walker, "Escape from Happiness" presents
several potential stories to follow and issues to explore, as any good sitcom should.
Opening with the sight of Junior's bloody and bruised body splayed across the kitchen
floor, "Escape from Happiness" focuses on the crusade to find his assailants and determine
their motivation. As the plot twists and turns, the characters race the clock to clear Nora's
name of criminal implication. Along the way, crime, corruption, a fair share of hilarious
psycho-babble, and some unresolved "issues" trip everyone up.
The manic performance demands not only exquisite comedic timing but exhaustive physical
exertion as well. For the most part, the actors do not miss a beat in the exchange of one-
liners and frantic diatribes. The sheer physicality of their performance climaxes perfectly as
Gail and Mary Anne wrestle Elizabeth to the floor, pulling her body flat as Nora swoops
down to give her an absolutely absurd zerbert to the stomach.
Lest you fear the boredom of a season's worth of episodes condensed into a night's
performance, "Escape from Happiness" coheres as a singular work. The more serious
dramatic moments are sufficiently streamlined, allowing the actors both time and space to
exagerrate and amplify the hysterical comedy. This gives the narrative arc enough
momentum to carry through the six scenes. The various plot lines are developed enough to
keep suspenses tight and expectations raised.
In the program, the director credits "Escape from Happiness" as an emblem of the drama
department's international flavor this season. Indeed, the latest production pokes and
probes at issues of marginality, patriarchal authority, feminine power, and authoritative
modes of social control. But at the risk of perpetuation, these issues are buried sufficiently
deep beneath the surface. As the lights illuminate the stage one last time to catch the cast in
a serious and restrained bow, music suddenly rushes out to shatter the moment. As each
actor breaks into his or her own little jig down and off the stage, the lasting impression is
not the prevalence of social ills, but rather of the exuberance of last laughs. And unlike the
eerie and repetitive echo of generated laugh-tracks, these laughs are real.
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