The play, written by Feydeau in 1907, is
his most popular play. The piece is
divided into three Acts. The first is
the set-up. Characters are introduced,
relationships delineated, and seeds of preposterous intrigue are planted. Act II
adds a few more daffy players, mixes in some precisely executed physical
shenanigans, and stirs in the maneuvering and deceptions from the beginning. The final Act neatly ties up mistaken
identities and erroneous presumptions and suppositions into a satisfying
conclusion.
It would not be worth the time to attempt
to explain the intricacies of the storyline.
And why bother? The fun of farce
is to experience the absurd, improbable situations neatly unfold and build upon
the proceeding moment or scene to create a humorous, controlled folly,
calamity, and utter mayhem. Suffice it
to say the spark that propels the plot into motion is a wife’s suspicion of a
husband’s infidelity.
The large cast, seasoned from a
production mounted last spring at the University of Delaware, is comfortable
with the material and game for everything the playwright has conjured up. Three of the performers stand out among the
fine ensemble. Lee E. Ernst is impressive
in the dual role of Victor Chanebise, a loving and faithful husband and successful
businessman; and Poche, a simple-minded, slightly inebriated hotel bellhop. The actor skillfully, and hilariously, mixes over-the-top
comedy as Poche with the more forthright demeanor of Monsieur Chanebise. Mic Matarrese is uproarious as Camille
Chandebise, a man who cannot pronounce his consonants. His presence and word usage or, should I say,
butchery, consistently has the audience in stitches. Michael Gotch seems to be having so much fun
playing the hot-blooded Spaniard Don Carlos de Histangua. His exaggerated gesturing, fiery temperament,
and vocal pyrotechnics are a joy to behold.
Director Mark Lamos has smartly guided
the show from its slowly progressing start, to a sustained build-up that develops
into a spiraling, almost out-of-control envisagement. His staging can be likened to an outlandish and
comedic ballet that combines slamming doors, quick costume changes and one farcical
moment after another. He also has the cast in perfect sync with one
another and Kristen Robinson’s well-attuned sets.
A Flea in Her
Ear, an admirable production of Georges Feydeau’s chef-d'oeuvre, playing
through July 28th.
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