The Mission
Don’t sign up for this quest
By Dan
Hudak
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The Mission, now playing at the New Theatre. |
There are
new plays that have a bright future and those that should never
be staged again. The Mission, now making its world
premiere at New Theatre — which boasts “New Voices, New Works”
as its motto — is a poorly acted, aimless and contrived
disappointment from noted playwright Jules Tasca. The show
officially goes dark May 4, and let’s hope it stays that way.
The
premise is intriguing: A prison chaplain named James Corcorran
has weekly visits with the despondent Joe Conte, who is
incarcerated for attempted murder. James believes Joe’s soul can
be saved (“Christ’s forgiveness is a fountain that washes us
clean,” he preaches), and makes it his personal “mission” to
help Joe rediscover all that is good in the world. Joe,
predictably, doesn’t give a damn about being saved and despises
religion, calling it a “senseless twist of logic” while doing
everything he can to chase James away. It’s Joe’s “mission,” it
seems, to make James miserable.
But James
persists, and as the men converse further, a unique relationship
develops, much of it based around the futility of Catholicism,
the virtues of Machiavelli and the shame of homosexuality. There
are some nice lines of dialogue in Tasca’s script — “The truth
is always between the lines of what people say,” Joe says late
in the show — but ultimately the play lacks dramatic emphasis.
Director Ricky J. Martinez keeps a slow, stagnant pace for much
of the 90-minute, intermission-less production, which is almost
completely devoid of a narrative thrust to keep us interested.
As James,
Ricky Waugh is the more accomplished of the two thespians and
uses a jittery nervousness and blanket reliance on the Good Book
to inform his character’s thoughts and actions. The dialogue
doesn’t do him many favors, but he’s at least tolerable as an
uptight crusader out to change the lives of his inmates while
utterly incapable of handling his own issues. William Gressman,
on the other hand, struggles greatly. Joe is a tricky role
because he’s not all devious and evil, but Gressman is never
convincing and strains for believability.
In a
unique gimmick, the two actors will switch roles for every
performance, meaning the show you see may feature Waugh as Joe
and Gressman as James. Martinez insists it’s a different play
when they switch, especially when it comes to the actors’
interpretations of each role, but after watching them once it’s
hard to muster any desire to go back for more punishment (if you
are interested, tickets only cost $10 to see it a second time).
Nicole
Quintana’s set design is an oversized interpretation of a prison
holding cell, with steely gray walls adorning a faded blue door,
a table and two chairs at the center. The light design by
Michael Foster is unobtrusive, but Ozzie Quintana’s sound
design, which is composed of standard prison sound effects (jail
cells slamming, etc.), features a loud clanging noise that’s a
bit tough on the ears.
Whatever
your “mission” may be in life, for your sake, let’s hope it
doesn’t involve seeing this show.
The
Mission
is showing through May 4 at New Theatre,
4120
Laguna St.,
Coral Gables;
305-443-5909 or new-theatre.org.