Review: Off the Quill’s ‘Frankenstein’

First, to avoid any confusion, let me state what this Frankenstein is not:

  • It is not the Mel Brooks musical Young Frankenstein, with “Abby Normal” brains and creator and creation donning top hat and tails and shuffling through “Puttin’ on the Ritz.”
  • It is not the recent National Theater, London production in which Jonny Lee Miller and Benedict Cumberbatch exchanged the title role each night.
  • It is even farther from the 1931 classic movie, with Boris Karloff clomping around in elevator shoes, sporting neck bolts and green skin – although that, too, was based on a play.
Jimmy Heyworth as The Creature and Andy De as Victor Frankenstein in Off the Quill's 'Frankenstein.' Photo by Chelsie Lloyd.
Jimmy Heyworth as The Creature and Andy De as Victor Frankenstein in Off the Quill’s ‘Frankenstein.’ Photo by Chelsie Lloyd.

Off the Quill’s Frankenstein, as brilliantly adapted by Patrick Mullen & Tom McGrath and ably directed by McGrath, is a brand-new reanimation of Mary Shelly’s classic novel, 200 years on. Shelly’s 1818 masterwork, published when she was 20 years old, has been called the first science fiction novel and has spawned an entire genre of plays, from one Shelly herself attended in London in 1823 up until today. This current production is a more than worthy successor. The writers decided to return to Shelly’s work, and breathe new life into the language and philosophy of the original as well as the horror – both physical and moral.

The first sign that we are in for a classy production is the elegant design of the show’s graphic, by Patrick Mullen and Katie Wanschura.

Based on Leonardo da Vinci’s equally iconic “Vitruvian Man” drawing, it adds the appropriate touches of background images from Grey’s Anatomy (19th c. medical textbook, not 21st c. medical drama), and the figure filled in with cogs and gears – a subtle Steampunk touch that also infuses the vaguely period but very appropriate costumes by Leanne Dinverno & Patrick Mullen.

When the audience first enters, to the agitating strings of Vivaldi’s “Winter” (doubly appropriate to those who know the opening setting of the story at the North Pole) the set (again by the multi-talented Mullen) seems unprepossessing – just hinged flats in shades of beige, brown and black with an arch in the middle. But as the play progresses, these flats open out to provide careful depictions of Frankenstein’s home, a cottage in the woods, and most important, the lab, complete with anatomical drawings, arcane equipment and a sinister leather apron hanging on a peg.

From the start, when Viktor Frankenstein (Andy De) awakens violently under the watchful eye of The Creature (Jimmy Heyworth – with effective makeup by Chelsie Lloyd) the two seem to circle each other, whether locked in a ritual dance or the prelude to a duel is hard to tell. The creature is not the mute and moaning monster of the movies. These antagonists battle with words and wits as well as violence. (There are a great many words, and De and Heyworth, who have both just come off of Fringe shows, deliver them with remarkable grace. The opening night stumbles were few, and will no doubt vanish as the show goes on). The performances are excellent, running the gamut from abstract philosophical discussion to mad hysteria to murderous rage to touching grief. Both actors have appropriately spine-chilling laughs and can veer from quiet affection to hoarse fury as needed. They are compelling throughout.

Leanne Dinverno and Andy De in Off the Quill's Frankenstein. Photo by Chelsie Lloyd.
Leanne Dinverno and Andy De in Off the Quill’s ‘Frankenstein.’ Photo by Chelsie Lloyd.

The other actors are fine as well, in multiple roles. Donald Cook distinguishes nicely between Viktor’s pompous father and the sympathetic blind cottager who teaches the creature to speak and read and tell right from wrong. Patrick Mullen (as if he didn’t have enough to do) provides dapper comic relief as Viktor’s best friend Henry, and Leanne Dinverno brings an appropriate amount of intelligence and impatience to Mary Shelly’s version of the imperiled fiancée, and also embodies the Creature’s intended bride with a striking mixture of horror and humor.

In this new production, the adapters use Shelly’s elegant and philosophical language to excellent effect, but dissect the story down to its bare bones and sinews, and twist it into a tight helix – two strands of Creator and Creature, forever intertwined, coiling in on themselves. The result is both literary and visceral, with an ending so perfect it made the hair stand up on the back of my neck – and that’s all I dare say about that.

And remember: Although this production equates the two in fascinating ways, Frankenstein is the Creator, not the Creature – although who is Master and who is Monster is up for debate.

Although it has been produced by a small group of people wearing multiple hats, this is a professional-quality piece, constructed with thought and care, that would not be out of place off-Broadway. I hope it has many more re-vivifications, but you can see it now, in its first incarnation, at the Greenbelt Arts Center, until August 25.

Running Time: Approximately 90 minutes, with no intermission.

Off the Quill’s Frankenstein plays through August 25th, 2018, Fridays and Saturdays at 8 pm, Sundays at 2, at The Greenbelt Arts Center 123 Centerway in Greenbelt, MD. For tickets, buy them at the door, or purchase them online.

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Jennifer Georgia
Over the past four decades, Jennifer has acted, directed, costumed, designed sets, posters and programs and generally theatrically meddled in Maryland, Princeton, London, and Switzerland. She has made a specialty of playing old bats – no, make that “mature, empowered women” – including Mama Rose in Gypsy, the Wicked Stepmother in Cinderella at Montgomery Playhouse; Dolly in Hello, Dolly! and Carlotta in Follies in Switzerland; and Mrs. Hardcastle in She Stoops to Conquer, Golde in Fiddler on the Roof, and Mrs. Higgins in My Fair Lady in London. (Being the only American in a cast of 40, playing the woman who taught Henry Higgins to speak, was nerve-racking until a fellow-actor said, “You know, it’s quite odd – when you’re on stage you haven’t an accent at all.” Her most recent indomitable female was in a student-directed film where she played the monster Grendel’s Mother – a role last embodied on film by Angelina Jolie in a CGI coat of gold paint; Jennifer took it in a rather different direction. (She has no idea why she keeps getting cast as these imposing matriarchs; actually she is quite easy-going. Really). She has also directed shows including You’re a Good Man Charlie Brown and Follies, and most recently Woody Allen’s Mr. Big in the MP One Acts Festival. She is also the Publicity and Promotions Director for Montgomery Playhouse. In real life she is a speechwriter and editor.