On the Verge
Eric Overmyer engages in some pretty fancy word play
in his 1985 play On the Verge or The Geography of Yearning. The
play is a language-based fantasy about three women who travel from 1888 to 1955.
They set out from Terre Haute to explore a tropical land called Terra Incognita
and they end up at a nightclub in a city called Peligrosa.
The erudite dialogue uses an expansive vocabulary and
techniques like alliteration and assonance. It takes a few minutes for our ears
to realize the demands that the playwright is making, but when we do it’s fun
to meet the challenge. One of the women comments on the linguistic acrobats
from time to time in a way suited to the time travelers. “I have seen the
future and it is slang,” she says. And Overmyer has some fun when the youngest
woman occasionally produces malapropisms and then corrects them. “I am dieting
to rock and roll. I mean determined, not dieting,” she says.
Still, clever as it is, the playwright’s word play
becomes tedious after a while. Moreover, linguistic fireworks are not enough to
make a satisfying play. On the Verge
is not a drama. There are events, but they’re episodic. There’s no structured
plot, only a story. The three women have no real motivations for their journey
and as a result, the characters aren’t sharply defined.
The three women explore the tropics and realize that
they’re being projected into the future. By osmosis
– to use their own term – they assimilate phrases from the future without
necessarily understanding them. And they find artifacts of the future without
any explanation for them. An I Like Ike
button instills a yearning to meet Ike (they never do).
The Attic Theater Company has just produced the play
Off-off-Broadway and Overmyer enjoys a very nice production. The three
actresses – Ella Dershowitz, Emily Kitchens and Monette Magrath – give solid performances,
reserved without being dull. But they never really succeed in overcoming the
weaknesses of the characterizations.
The fourth cast member, William John Austin, the
only male actor, is terrific in eight roles. An actor playing several small
roles often relies on indications and mannerisms. But Mr. Austin gives an
emotionally grounded, natural performance in each role. His characters have
specific biographies. His physical life is never false. He’s as believable as a
teenage boy as he is as a lounge singer.
All right – one of his characters is an exception.
He plays a young yeti the women chance upon. It’s the play’s most fanciful
moment.
Laura Braza’s direction is precise and disciplined,
never dwelling or rushing. Julia Noulin-Merat’s set makes no attempt to
reproduce the jungle the women are exploring. It uses the sort of scaffolding
we associate with a rock show. The choice doesn’t make sense since the
travelers never break through 1955, but the contrast between the set and Emily
Rosenberg’s Victorian costumes expresses the displacement of time travel.
The Attic’s On
the Verge is, in the balance, a fine production. It’s an admirable company
that chooses such demanding material.
Steve Capra
June 2016
Steve Capra
June 2016