Atonal Heart : four monologues

Meteor Theatre, 1 Victoria Street, Hamilton

30/09/2011 - 01/10/2011

Dance Studio, Gallagher Academy of Performing Arts, Hamilton

04/07/2012 - 05/07/2012

Hamilton Fringe 2011

FUEL Festival 2012

Production Details



“What is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?” ALBERT CAMUS. 

The taxi driver; The actor; The lover; The husband. One applauded, one rejected, one bound, one released. All suffering. But from the heart of suffering springs inspiration. Atonal Heart: four monologues by people searching for the key to forgiveness and happiness.

FULLHOUSE have been producing quality theatre in Hamilton since 2009. Recent shows have included King Lear, Death of a Salesman and The Miser of Mystery Creek. 

2012 promo:

 

FULLHOUSE
Atonal Heart is presented by Fullhouse Productions – a Hamilton-based theatre company focusing on presenting dynamic high-quality theatre in the Waikato.

 

FOUR MONOLOGUES
Atonal Heart is a set of four monologues, each lasting about 15-18 minutes. The works are narratively unrelated, but thematically linked by the idea that men can be ‘de-tuned’ by the modern world and end up living ‘atonally’. None of these people are quite normal, but in some fundamental ways each of them is just like you. Although Atonal Heart may seem a unrelentingly dark piece when briefly described, the monologues are leavened by streaks of humour that float the evening up from the bleak and into the sublime. This is local, original, soul-nourishing theatre to worm your heart on a winter’s evening.

 

FOUR MEN
One applauded, one rejected, one bound and one released – all searching for… something. By turns funny, poignant, tragic, lovely.  All these characters are suffering, but from the heart of suffering springs inspiration.  Atonal Heart: four monologues by people searching for the key to forgiveness and happiness.

 

VIGILANTE ETIQUETTE
Tied to a chair, a man has to teach is captor a thing or two about vigilante etiquette.

 

TWO WEEKS NOTICE
A bedridden romantic opens up to the pain of lost love.

 

DOWN THE PLUGHOLE
In the life of a comedian, ‘Laughter is the best medicine,’ but what if it is the only medicine?

 

AND THE WINNER IS…
Whakatane boy Brandon, has just won best director. Now he wants to say something meaningful at his acceptance speech.

 

QUOTE
“What is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?” – ALBERT CAMUS

 

DEFINITIONS

 

Atonal – Music without a key and therefore without a secure root note to anchor the scale. In atonal music every note is equally ‘right’, discord reigns supreme and cadences never quite sound like they conclude. 

 

Heart – Fundamental to love (in pop culture) and survival (in reality).

 

Four – The number of chambers in the heart.

 

Monologue – One actor alone on stage talking to the audience.

 

WHAT THE REVEWER SAID

 

[Atonal Heart had a development season in the Hamilton Fringe Festival in 2011. It was reviewed by GAIL PITTAWAY. Full review available on www.theatreview.co.nz ]

 

“All are talented performers in local theatre and this is an excellent opportunity for each to shine as writer, director or actor. 

 

“Cain and Switzer are strong writers and they share the night evenly: ten minutes or so for each piece, with contrasting styles. The entire show is briskly managed and run with simple lighting and sets; clearly the work of a tight team.

 

“ ‘But all those words!’ one audience member was overheard exclaiming, and yes, monologue is harder than ensemble with which to sustain the interest of the audience and divert and direct their minds. These chaps made it look easy!”

 

VIGILANTE ETIQUETTE
“It’s a clever, funny piece with the most engaging villain you’ll meet on stage or screen.”

 

TWO WEEKS NOTICE
“A haunting piece of writing delivered with immaculate pacing and intimate voice by Henry Ashby.”

 

DOWN THE PLUGHOLE
“Burrow gives this piece brash energy with just enough gaucheness for us to think he is an innocent idiot, and then hints of hysteria so we question his sanity.”

 

AND THE WINNER IS…
“It’s a command performance, both script and actor.”

2011- Hamilton Fringe
Venue:
 The Meteor, 1 Victoria Street, Hamilton CBD
Dates: Friday 30 September, Saturday 1 October
Time: 6 pm
Duration: 75 minutes approx. (including interval)
Price:
$12 Full; $10 Concession; $8 Child; $8 Group of 6+

2012 – FUEL FESTIVAL 

VENUE:  The Dance Studio, Gallagher Academy of Performing Arts

 

DATES: 
Wednesday 4 July at 6pm + 8pm
Thursday 5 July at 6pm + 8pm

 

DURATION:  85 minute including interval

TICKETS
BOOK at TICKETEK (booking fee applies)
$35 Ticket; $25 Concession  

Fullhouse Productions
www.fullhouseproductions.co.nz  


Producer                        Nicolas Wells 
Production Manager       Hannah Wright 
Stage Manager              Hannah Wright 
Props/Furniture             Hannah Wright 
Costumes                     Cast and Sally Switzer 
Set Design                     Michael Switzer and James Cain 
Lighting Design              Michael Switzer and James Cain 
Lighting Operator           Alec Forbes 
Marketing                      James Cain 
Trailer                             James Cain  
 



1 hr 25 mins, incl. interval

Tales of the weird and creepy give laughter and pause

Review by Mark Houlahan 05th Jul 2012

A sad tale’s best for winter, Shakespeare writes. Atonal Heart, the only piece of new local writing to feature in this year’s Fuel festival, bears this out well.

The festival remains stuck in the awful last weeks of June and first week of July, when it is freezing, cold and damp. You could cheer yourself up by hearing Oliver! playing to great acclaim across town. Or, if you have a taste for more gothic, bleakly funny fare, Atonal Heart works well.

Perversely, the producers have refused to generate a programme, leaving most people baffled as to who wrote what here, who the performers and design team were. This is a pity as all three groups deserve considerable credit.

The script writers, James Cain and Michael Switzer, have devised a cunning way around a major issue Fuel faces: how to present on tour anything bigger than a solo show? Large cast professional NZ shows do not tour. How then to fill a stage with life?

Here we get four solo pieces, two each by Cain and Switzer, two performed by Michael Burrows and two by Henry Ashby. In each piece a youngish man at the end of his tether addresses the audience. They are by turns funny, desperate, weird and sad. The performers, Burrows and Ashby, are charismatic and have great control over their material, shifting tones adroitly.

The stories these men break, frame and share with us are long, complicated; you need to follow along. The revelations make us laugh and then, when the tales approach the threshold of death, give us pause. 

Atonal Heart is the title of the last monologue of the evening, and the title of the film the speaker, Brandon from Whakatane, has made. We don’t see the film, but hear glimpses of its parodic action. 

That title, though, resonates through the evening. A small magenta carpet links the pieces. Red sox recur, more sardonically than in an America’s Cup campaign. The visual ‘heart’ is opened out in the finale, where Ashby dons a blood red tuxedo, as you would in a modern dress Oresteia

And then, I suppose, the heart is atonal because all four characters are off centre. They are not normal. They are weird and creepy.

It does not sound much fun on a cold night. And if you like simplistic formulas on stage, you would be right. But on the opening, the material was well received by the audience, and those with a taste for the ‘atonal’ will be engaged.

We had to deal with the perennially late-starting Hamilton show, a couple of clumsy set changes and a miscued curtain call. When the performers did finally re-emerged the applause was genuine and well deserved. Likely these will be smoothed over for the final shows.  

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Intelligent, original, polished

Review by Brendan ‘Monty’ West 05th Jul 2012

Atonal Heart is a production that has steadily gained steam since its creation. Penned by veteran Hamilton playsmith Michael Switzer and relative newcomer James Cain, it is presented as a set of four monologues that interlock in style but not narrative. Originally staged as a part of the 2011 Fringe Festival, it has shed some of its homegrown garments, slicked back its hair and launched onto the Fuel stage. Let it be said before anything else that it is exactly what Hamilton theatre needs at the moment – intelligent, original and polished work operating on a sensible scale. Any prospective Fuel-goer should not think twice about supporting it, and if they do, think three times.

To begin with, these are actors’ plays. Young guns Henry Ashby and Michael Burrow really get a chance to hone their business, often in very subtle and intricate ways. Whether it be Burrows’s grinning playful mask slipping for a second of raw pain in ‘Down the Plughole’, or Ashby’s relentless predatory pace in ‘And The Winner Is’, these are scripts that encapsulate moments of very personal, very fractured and sometimes delightful humanity. Where Michael Switzer’s two pieces were full of very clever and professional writing, including particular moments of narrative brilliance, I felt in this venture James Cain took the scriptwriting ribbon. If ‘Vigilante Etiquette’ and ‘And The Winner Is’ were finely painted portraits, then ‘Two Weeks Notice’ and ‘Down the Plughole’ were Impressionist vistas, dancing the line between truth and sorrow with extraordinary perception for a playwright so young. One should not assume that this production leaves the audience depressed, however. There are some hilarious moments lying in wait, often at the most unexpected moments in the script. [More]  

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Strong writing and directing produce wonderful performances in contrasting styles

Review by Gail Pittaway 03rd Oct 2011

This intriguingly titled show consists of Four Monologues. James Cain and Michael Switzer write and direct two each; Michael Burrow and Henry Ashby each perform a monologue by each of the writer/directors. All are talented performers in local theatre and this is an excellent opportunity for each to shine as writer, director or actor. 

Switzer is known in acting circles for his playwriting but often goes unacknowledged in public for the witty and whacky children’s’ pantomimes and shows that he regularly produces for the Hamilton Gardens’ Festival of the Arts each February, so it’s good to acknowledge his skills here. His experience in spinning a yarn and extending character through asides, and plot through character, is well demonstrated in his two pieces which book-end the production. 

Vigilante Etiquette starts the evening promisingly as the audience walks into a set with a man bound in a chair, tied by ropes around his hands, feet and torso with a camera pointing at him. Michael Burrow’s character must not only try to escape but work out who has captured him and try to outwit his vigilante abductor. He deduces all by shrewd observation and a nasty mind, keeping up a stream of charming patter in which he sets out to educate his captor as to vigilante etiquette, while escaping all the while and advising on the better types of rope, knots and camera leads to use to avoid detection and evasion by the subject.

Directed as well as written by Switzer, it’s a clever, funny piece with the most engaging villain you’ll meet on stage or screen. We wonder what he has done to deserve this punishment and that, too, comes out. However to reveal more would be to spoil a play which is a great vehicle for an actor and should be enjoyed by more audiences!

Burrow is a compelling stage presence; his character here is thoroughly cheerful and likeable even when admitting criminal behaviour. It’s a game of double whodunits; a joy to watch and be drawn into.

In direct contrast of energy but not talent, Two Weeks Notice, written and directed by James Cain, is a haunting piece of writing delivered with immaculate pacing and intimate voice by Henry Ashby. A young man sits on a bed that could be in hospital or an institution. With tension and volume pulled right down, the sadness of the piece about love, rejection, fantasy and meaningfulness generates empathy and a momentum of hope in the audience.

With no major stage movement, but Cain’s strong direction for finding the light and using it, Ashby relies only on voice, the eyes, the head, and a few very telling gestures; it is a finely gauged exploration of inner angst without being too maudlin or melodramatic and beautifully carried off.

After the interval, part two opens again with a high energy piece. James Cain’s Down the Plug Hole is a monologue about a would-be comedian who just loves to laugh and make others laugh, but must insist on having the last laugh. Burrow gives this piece brash energy with just enough gaucheness for us to think he is an innocent idiot, and then hints of hysteria so we question his sanity. It’s good to see Cain contrasting his earlier touching piece with something more coarse and loud, and to see Burrows extending his reach into crass confessional style. He even manages to make his wide smile sinister. The least subtle of the monologues, it is likely to be the most often recalled for its gusto and immediacy.

And the Winner Is cleverly wraps up the night and gives the show its title. Henry Ashby plays a Hollywood actor, humbly born in Whakatane, yet accepting an Oscar as Best Actor for his role in Atonal Heart, a movie to which he alludes tantalisingly often. Switzer should now write that piece! The acceptance speech is full of segues to past, present, Whakatane, Hollywood, his former and new lives, his old Whakatane mate Brendan, whose name he has assumed.

The monologue exploits clichés of Hollywood including the patter of acceptance speeches, the hold up, and the gangster voices (of both hometown gangsta style and old movies). He backtracks on some information given earlier, telling us it was a lie-and in all comes across as untrustworthy, unlikeable but unfortunately a product of studio pressure and posturing. It’s a command performance, both script and actor.

Cain and Switzter are strong writers and they share the night evenly: ten minutes or so for each piece, with contrasting styles. The entire show is briskly managed and run with simple lighting and sets; clearly the work of a tight team. It would be interesting to see what might have happened if the writers had directed each other’s plays and whether much might have changed. The monologue is a useful tool for the writer but can be all too easily static or self indulgent of the character, or have nowhere to go. These plays generate interest for the audience while the actors give wonderful performances.  

“But all those words!” one audience member was overheard exclaiming, and yes, monologue is harder than ensemble with which to sustain the interest of the audience and divert and direct their minds. These chaps made it look easy!  
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