Middle schoolers experience life as they dance their way to womanhood

Ah, the good ol’ days!

It was only a couple of decades ago that I spent a handful of nights twice a year assisting a friend who owned a popular suburban dance studio. It was always on recital nights, and I was stationed in the green room where the young dancers were housed before, during and immediately after each performance. The participants – mostly girls, but sometimes a boy or two would be found in the mix – ranged from the wee little ones to older teens, and it was my job to keep them safe, soothe the lonely and the tearful, and to intervene when a situation required a grownup. It was mostly an easy gig, as the boys would goof around amongst themselves and the girls would self-segregate into various cliques based upon age, dance number and various other criteria (which I often couldn’t figure out). The one commonality among them was this: They generally ignored me unless my services were needed. That allowed me to lurk in the background and absorb the multiple conversations buzzing around me. Most were silly (from a grown-up point of view, of course), while others were what you’d expect from young girls and blossoming teenagers. And, almost on cue, the occasional Mean Girl surfaced to cause momentary mayhem. But as I said, it was an easy and mostly fun gig. (I had more problems with parents than I did with their kids!)

Apparently, however, times have changed – dramatically – as the 13-year-olds in The Ringwald’s current production of “Dance Nation” are nothing like the innocent, sweet-talking girls of yesteryear. But that’s OK, as Clare Barron’s script delivers an innovative mix of warmth, charm and raging hormones – topped off with an appropriate serving of teenage Sturm und Drang, of course – that sheds light on what it’s like for girls to grow up in 21^st-Century America. But be forewarned: She also socks you with a few shocking, “what-the-fuck” moments that will likely cause you to scratch your head and wonder what the hell she was thinking.

Yes, that’s MY kind of theater!

It’s competition time, and under the watchful tutelage of Dance Teacher Pat, a troupe of eight 13-year-olds (seven girls and one boy) are heading toward the first of what they hope will be a string of wins that will lead to the coveted nationals in faraway Tampa, Florida. They have a lot to live up to: A former member was discovered there and went on to dance on Broadway. (Her photo on the wall of the studio is looked upon as if it’s a religious icon.)

With the first stop looming, it’s time to perfect the number they’re taking on the road – and the big question is: Who will play the lead: the uber-talented Amina? Or her best friend, the hard-working Zuzu? And will the choice be good enough to push them all the way to the top?

Trust me: That’s only the skeleton upon which the meat of the play is built. As Barron’s story unfolds, she veers into a series of individual vignettes or monologues in which the dancers share their secrets, fears, hopes, dreams – and even their futures. It’s here that their inner-most selves are stripped down and revealed. And it’s through the girls that we discover the deep and sometimes dark complexities and uncertainties of growing up in modern-day America and navigating life’s minefields on their way to womanhood.

So how can 13 year olds pull this off, you might be wondering? They don’t. (There’s nudity in the play, so that’s a good thing! And lots of words the kids use would have resulted in a soapy mouth washing when I grew up.) Barron’s concept is designed for adults of any age to play the teens. Therefore, director Brandy Joe Plambeck placed three seasoned and formidable veterans into the show who quickly make us forget their age differences. Karen Kron Dickson (who I’d love to see on stage more often) is Vanessa, but after a quick opening scene she quickly morphs into every mom the script requires – and she successfully makes each of them distinct from one other (not an easy task). Melissa Beckwith is Zuzu, always number two but never the queen, with a performance that will tug at your heart. And Linda Rabin Hammell as Maeve, the least talented of the dancers, has a blast reveling in her youth.

Equally up to the challenge is a talented troupe of younger performers, each of whom creates a believable, strong, unique and powerful character. As with their more experienced partners, it takes only minutes to shed any disbelief regarding their ages, and together they work extremely well. Maya Gangadharan, Asia Marie Hicks, Rashna “Rashi” Sarwar, Katy Schoetzow and Matt Wallace deserved all the loud applause they received on opening night.

And then there’s Joel Mitchell as Dance Teacher Pat, a role that proves he really can play just about anything and excel at it – especially characters you’d never envision him tackling.

Choreography by Geri Elise Conner is exactly what one would expect of a middle-school-aged dance troupe of varying skills and talent. Costumes by Vince Kelley help define each character.

If there’s a flaw it’s a minor one with the script: A couple of monologues are a bit too long, with the added time not contributing anything of substance to the character or the story.

But that didn’t stop me from chewing on and mulling over what I’d seen – which is a sign that the playwright, director, actors and technicians all did their jobs extremely well.

And I can’t help but thank my lucky stars that I’m neither a 13-year-old girl nor holding down the fort in a 21^st-century dance studio. I’m not sure I’d survive either!

Dance Nation continues at The Ringwald Theatre in Ferndale through March 16. CLICK HERE for complete details!

No psychos at Tipping Point: A night of plain old fun spoofing Hitchcock

Looking for something to do one of these weekends? If so, I highly recommend “The 39 Steps” at Northville’s Tipping Point Theatre. It’s an amazing blend of stagecraft wizardry and top-notch performances by some of the area’s most notable talent.

In this spoof of the Hitchcock classic thriller, four actors recreate the story of a British citizen who finds himself having to prove his innocence after accidentally becoming embroiled in a murderous plot to steal military secrets. Set in the 1930s, no stone is left unturned by producing artistic director James R. Kuhl in wringing every possible laugh out of a project that has more challenges than one would think possible when converting a complicated film masterpiece into a small-cast, noir-ish stage comedy. But I suspect the award-winning filmmaker himself would likely be quite pleased with the creativity Kuhl and his gang put into this endeavor. And rightfully so.

Because I’ve seen other productions of Patrick Barlow’s award-winning script in recent years, I knew what to expect. But I also knew that – with a string of highly successful and entertaining shows under its belt – Tipping Point’s production would be well worth my time. So the allure for me, to be perfectly honest, was the reteaming of audience (and personal) favorites Dave Davies and Wayne David Parker in the demanding roles of pretty much every character in the story – both male and female of varying ages and ethnicities – with but few exceptions. Together, the two have become one of the area’s most legendary comedy duos, and with “The 39 Steps,” they’re given ample opportunities to remind us why. May they bring us laughter and tears of joy for many years to come!

But this is not a two-person show. Aiding with and adding to the mirth and merriment is Andrew Papa as the story’s hero, Richard Hannay. Papa has the uncanny ability to seemingly control every muscle in his face and body in order to create the tightest and most physically expressive characters possible. (I’d gladly pay to watch him portray the superheroes Plastic Man, Elongated Man or Reed Richards of the Fantastic Four in a DC or Marvel movie anytime; he’d be excellent!) And those skills are put to great use in this production. One scene in particular – a train ride with Davies and Parker – is especially noteworthy, as it allows Papa to use every trick and skill at his disposal to create a memorable scene and character.

Not to be outdone, Sayre Fox has the challenge of bringing to life three of the story’s female characters. All are totally different – a femme-fatale Russian secret agent, an innocent British train passenger, and the wife of a Scottish farmer – yet Fox nails them all. Each is distinct; her comic timing and body language are tools she yields with perfection.

Of equal importance is the environment in which these characters live and breathe. Upon entering the theater I was immediately struck by the set, which reminded me of an old-timey, dead-end back alley in a secluded downtown business district where murder and mayhem were on the daily menu, but mixed with the modern-day, metal-infused industrial look that has gained popularity in recent years. Springing from the always-amazing mind of scenic designer Monika Essen, the set is awash in complementary and striking colors by lighting designer Neil Koivu, whose ability to focus your attention where it needs to be (and when) is nothing short of amazing. And when you add the sounds and music provided by Sonja Marquis into the equation (including both before the show and during intermission), the result is a vividly painted world perfectly suited to the story unfolding before you. (Stage manager Stephanie Buck and her assistant Marisa Soto deserve a nod, as well, for keeping the trains running on time and all the appropriate balls in the air.)

One last note: Don’t stay away if you’ve never seen the famous film on which the play is based. While having done so may help you appreciate the “Easter eggs” (or salutes to Hitchcock’s other movies) hidden in the show, they only add to the overall fun rather than take away from the experience. I suspect you’ll catch on, though, once these quick bits begin to pop up!

The 39 Steps continues at Tipping Point Theatre, Northville, through March 8. Click https://www.tippingpointtheatre.com/the-39-steps for more details.