| April 23, 1999
'Weird' is like a totally
tense, violent thriller
By ARLINE GREER
Sun theater critic
At the Hippodrome State Theatre, William
Mastrosimone's edgy thriller "Like Totally
Weird" winds around the circle in which art
imitates life; life imitates art; art imitates life ....
With this built-in Catch-22, the play, meant to
deliver message scoring the damaging effects of
movie and TV violence on young people
actually mimes what it deplores.
If "Like Totally Weird" is seen solely as a
superbly crafted suspense thriller, let's say a
"Wait Until Dark" for our time, there's no doubt
it's right up there with terrifying suspense.
However, if Mastrosimone expects the play to
sock home to a desensitized society that TV
and movie violence create child monsters who
can't distinguish between fantasy and reality, his
success is qualified.
There are no good guys in this compelling
one-acter. (No intermission either, but with the
action moving so forcefully, its lack is a plus.)
Two dumbed-down, ratty teen-age boys,
Kenny and Jimmy, have gotten past the security
at Hollywood mogul Russ Rigel's home. They
take up residence. Rigel, a fast-talking,
unprincipled operator, is on the phone when the
two enter. His live-in lady, actress Jennifer
Barton, is upstairs. The boys hear a tape of
Rigel's hit movie, "Primodial Rage," and act out
the movie's last scene word for word.
They know every word, not just of this movie
but of all Rigel's violent films. Why have they
come? What do they want? What will it take to
make them leave? The entire violent content of
the play is but a precursor for their eye-popping
departure.
"Like Totally Weird" begins with seemingly
off-the-wall comedy and gradually, insiduously
builds to a kind of insanity that might be at home
in theater of the absurd. As the two punks strut
out their Charles Manson T-shirts and describe
the brutal killing of a pet, all the while waving
guns at Rigel and Barton, it becomes apparent
that at least one of them has lost touch with
reality. Kenny's brutal behavior mirrors what he
has seen in Rigel's movies.
The question then becomes can violent movies,
TV and video games so influence children as to
make them unable to differentiate between
fantasy and reality? When they enter the fantasy
world will they become killers, emulating what
they've seen glorified in the media?
If children find violent movies a turn-on, then
what's to be said about "Like Totally Weird," as
violent a play as the movies it deplores? If
Mastrosimone had equipped the play with just
one good guy, one moral truth, "Like Totally
Weird" could have transcended its super action
thriller genre.
As is, the Hippodrome pulls out all the stops in
a pitch-perfect production. With Lauren
Caldwell directing, the action moves from
clammy unease to out and out terror. The boys,
Kevin Blake as the crazed Kenny, and
Cameron Francis as Jimmy, are nothing short of
superb. They are funny, pathetic, mean,
dangerous. And you can't take your eyes off
them throughout the play.
As Rigel, Mark Kincaid is properly slimy and
totally unprincipled. Mindy Feedham is an
attractive Jennifer Barton, and has one of the
play's genuinely funny moments describing a
video game.
The show's opulent set of a bi-level Hollywood
home was designed by James Martin. At first
glance, its glanour makes you think you'd like to
pay it a visit. By the time "Like Totally Weird"
spins to its out-of-control conclusion, you'd just
as soon flee the scene.
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