Shrew biz
The Bard just wants to have fun
by Johnette Rodriguez
Shakespeare is so often on the mark in the
psychological make-up of his characters that they can seem amazingly
contemporary in their commentary on human society. Thus, it's a bit of a
mind-tussle, in this post-feminist era, to swallow the whole idea of a man
"taming a woman," as Petruchio is said to do to Kate in The Taming of the
Shrew. Numerous arguments have been made that it's a comedy placed securely
in its time, a mockery of the age-old war of the sexes, with a late
16th-century audience cheering on each battle.
Yet looked at again in a modern light, and in the very hip, very energetic,
slim, trim and wacky rendition by the Trinity Summer Shakespeare Project, the
relationships do make a kind of sense. Kate is motherless; her sister is her
father's favorite. Her only comfort is in tyrannizing everyone with her brash,
rude and bad-tempered behavior, kind of a self-fulfilling prophesy since she
feels that no one likes her to begin with.
Her father (played with proper solemnity and authority by Joy Besozzi) does
understand that it will be hard to find a husband for the contentious Kate
(Jenn Schulte gives us good feistiness), so he declares that she must be
betrothed before he will agree to the engagement of her sister Bianca (a
hilarious Mark Sutch) to one of Bianca's many love-sick suitors. Naturally this
only creates more friction between the sisters.
Trinity's traveling band of Bardlings (they're all over Rhode Island and
southeastern Massachusetts this summer; see "Theater" listings on page 24) are
cast across gender lines by director Peter Sampieri and they are in
multiple roles. Thus Mark Sutch is sometimes Grumio and sometimes
Bianca-pleated skirt and beribboned wig come on for the latter; Scott Barrow,
as the Magoo-like Gremio, carries three other minor roles; Laura Ames is the
lovesick Hortensio who must console himself with a "widow" chosen from the
audience (at the July 8 performance, the widow was a young man in a dress and
wig, in keeping with the overall burlesque of this production). Andy MacDonald
as Lucentio (and others) and Jay Bragan as Tranio (and Nathaniel) are also in
fine fettle as the master and his man who switch identities so that Lucentio
can woo Bianca.
Needless to say, the laughs come fast and furious, as this octet of players
opens with an original cha-cha-cha musical number about "the shrew. One of them
suggests renaming the play, "The Readjustment of the Fully-actualized Female,"
but that idea is trounced. Piped-in pop songs (including "Girls Just Wanna Have
Fun") fill the scene changes and keep the pace pumped.
Stephan Wolfert is Petruchio, all bombast and braggadoccio, the consummate
rebel in his black leather vest, gloves and boots, suspenders over his muscle
T-shirt, garters holding up his socks. He is not troubled when informed about
the fiery Kate for he is as eager to win her dowry as her hand.
He trades barbs and banter with the jock and jocular Kate, appareled in
basketball shorts and shirt (SHREW 1) and carrying , dribbling or spinning an
ever-present basketball (which also serves as a versatile prop). Wolfert and
Schulte give us a Petruchio and Kate who are well-matched, wrestling both
literally and verbally.
Director Sampieri and the players have interpreted Shakespeare's words in
quite modern ways, that I'm sure might have coaxed a laught from the
high-strung Willy himself-Wolfert shows up in an outrageous bridal veil for the
wedding ("Fie! Doff this habit!") and whisks Kate away on a motorcycle ("I'll
buckler thee against a million!"). But this production strikes close to the
heart of the relationships.
Petruchio's passive-aggressive impudence to his new bride, keeping food from
her on the pretext that it's not good enough, shows her more effectively than a
long discussion ever could how resentments poison a marriage. And though Kate
knows she's being bamboozled, she also responds to the constant attention. In
the end, she understands that his attachment to her has less to do with money
and more to do with genuine attraction, and her loyalty to him is sealed.
Though Kate's final declaration of abject subservience to her lord and master
makes us flinch, this brash and breezy reading of the Bard seldom does. Though
purists might scoff at the modern dress and music or at changing lines to suit
the times-Bianca's suitors up their ante with her father by throwing in SUVs
and a private jet-the Saturday Night Live tone seems to capture the
spirit of outrageous satire in Shakespeare's comedies, and the result is quite
fun and very funny.