As a general rule I will not see a play for the purpose of review during the closing performance. I make the exception here because like good wine, good theatre experiences should be shared.
Let’s face it; most playwrights will rarely get their first play produced. Among other reasons, if that play actually does get produced, it’s nearly impossible for it to tell a compelling story in a compelling way. The Write Act Repertory surprisingly defies the odds with Michael Coulombe’s world premiere drama ‘You Can Call Me Eve‘ which closed Sunday, December 18.
Okay, technically playwright Michael Coulombe is actually not so new to writing at all. Although he’s a writer, filmmaker and poet, he clearly understands the art of dramatic storytelling which is evident in this solid play. Testimony that in competent hands, the development process works well for new plays (the piece was originally a 30 minute radio drama presented in 2007).
This memory play is narrated by a middle-aged, single Latina named Eve (Marina Gonzalez Palmier) who is also now without a family. Her heartfelt journey from love to loss to self-sufficiency is initiated for our benefit to explain why she changed her given name of Rosa to the respectable and “better sounding” Biblical name of Eve.
As the play unfolds her flashbacks begin in the 1970’s when we see her younger self as Rosa (Natalie Camunas) living at home with her sister, Maria (Misha Gonz-Cirkl) and her socially reserved nephew, Danny (Henry Alberto). Like her sister, she is quick to fall in love and decides to marry the kind and hardworking boyfriend Carlos (Alex Rodrigo). After she marries him and moves in, Maria succumbs to leukemia and as a promise to her sister, she takes care of Danny.
Exposition set, the play kicks into high gear when we learn that Danny is gay. This in itself conflicts with her Catholic values and Carlos’ traditional Latino sense of masculinity. After Carlos kicks him out of the house, Danny soon finds a friend at the YMCA in Eric (Peter DiVito) who will later become his lover and life partner.
As the flashbacks move forward in time to the 1980’s, both her mind and heart open to Danny and Eric while Carlos remains unable move forward or embrace the two. As we reach the height of the AIDS epidemic, the disease soon claims the lives of both men. This puts such strain on her domestic life with Carlos that she eventually divorces him and liberates herself through their untimely losses.
In addition to Coulombe’s clear and robust writing, the actors in this company all hold their own. Alberto’s range from a teenage boy with a tortured soul to a man dying of AIDS was particularly moving as was Camunas’ brave portrayal of a woman who struggles to keep the pieces together.
Unfortunately where this play falls short is in technical support. Although Director Hector Rodriguez does a great job understanding the material and drawing memorable performances out of his actors, he misses the mark by opting for a realistic and mostly amateur set and light design. As memories always are, this play begs to be sparse, jagged, ethereal, wispy, and like Eve herself, liberated from the natural world.