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'Medea' takes a 1950s tone
San Francisco Chronicle April 17, 2008 (Robert Hurwitt)
 
Unfaithful husbands take note: Even the most clueless Jason, dreaming his life away in '50s suburbia, should take heed when Medea starts singing "Breaking Up Is Hard to Do."
 
Nebunele Theatre Company, the strangely creative (the name means "little crazies" in Romanian) Seattle company that lit up the 2005 Fringe Festival with the beguiling "The Secret Ruths of Island House," is back at Exit Theatre with a curious Eisenhower-era take on Euripides' timeless tragedy of the fury of a woman scorned.
 
It's the third offering in an accidental Bay Area Euripides festival. A modern rewrite of "The Trojan Women" opened Thursday at Aurora Theatre. RubberMatchSeriez opened its own "Medea" on Friday. Nebunele's "Medea Knows Best" received its world premiere Saturday, commissioned by Exit to anchor this year's DIVAfest.
As seen at Friday's final preview, it still needed some tightening to achieve the enchanting polish of "Ruths," but it contains considerable pleasures even in its apparent unfinished state. Nebunele co-founders Alissa Mortenson and Claytie Mason, who also wrote "Ruths," have reimagined the tragedy as a deceptively light satire on the stifling conformity of the '50s, with a tragic sucker punch at the end.
 
Framed within a giant TV set, Nebunele's Corinth is a storybook suburb of childlike pastel houses, plastic flowers and tidily groomed homemakers with creepily determined smiles: the terrifically tuneful trio of Mortenson, Yana Kesala and Brynna Jourden, warbling Marc Smason's bright doo-wop arrangements. It's a plastic, commercialized, regimented world run by a Bert Parks-like CEO, Creon (David Edwards), but it looks like an Edenic refuge to Heather Persinger and Laurence Hughes' desperate Medea and Jason when they pass through the TV screen from the war-torn world outside.
 
The regimentation is a bit too repetitiously depicted at this point, the actors need to pick up their cues better, and director Mason needs to tighten the pacing throughout. But given its short rehearsal period, it's a good bet that "Medea" will be in better shape by the time it reopens tonight. Even as seen in preview, it's a devilishly clever rethinking of the classic, with the seeds of this repressed, asexualized Corinth's destruction sown not in myth or fate but in the unfettered curiosity of Creon's teenage daughter (a radiant Davie-Blue crooning a fraught "I'm so Lonesome I Could Cry").
 
And keep your eye on the babies. This may seem like pretty light fare for much of the evening, but it's never safe to underestimate "Medea."
 

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