FLANAGAN’S WAKE
Zeitgeist Theater at Improv Institute
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Upon entering the theater (which is in no way dressed up to look like anything other than a theater) the audience understands it is entering the fictional town of Grapplin, County Sligo, which is mourning the death of the beloved and mysterious Flanagan–presumably ensconced in a rough coffin onstage. Ensemble members sporting tweed and broad Irish brogues roam the theater, establishing character while developing an easy rapport with the audience. As the performers weave a sort of demented Dylan Thomas picture of a small community, albeit Irish, not Welsh, they glean ideas from the audience (“How did you know poor old Flanagan?”) that they will later work into the plot.
Zeitgeist, which is a new branch of the Improv Institute, includes many members of the parent company. Musker’s on-the-spot keening song is a true test of improvisational skill, which she passes hilariously, and Mark Czoske as Father FitzGerald trades quick words with any blasphemers in the audience. Of course, this is really a chance for audience members to play; the livelier they are, the better the show will be. Don’t tense up. It’s a late-night show, you’re in competent hands, and there’s plenty of beer available.
Quick thinkers all, the players keep what could be some routine games quirky and fresh, while the format keeps the show moving at a highly charged, gratifying pace.
