Forest for the Trees

I directed Jeff Berry's new verse one-act, Forest for the Trees, for The Deptford Players as part of their new play festival in 2003. It opened Thursday, October 16th, and closed on Sunday, October 26th.

Jenny Marie Lambert, Craig Davenport, Jim Wisniewski, and Jeff Catanese.

The hour-long comic romance tells the story of an Edwardian rail magnate, his fiesty young daughter, the blacksmith she loves, a couple of faerie, and a drunken uncle. Not to mention, of course, Henrietta, the duenna with the secret love.

Martin Denton of nytheatre.com gave the evening a nice review, saying that I "..directed Forest with the merry affection that it calls for.."

Robin:
Hark! Can you hear? The whistle dies away.
The hated sound, the locomotive breath,
Which has brought ruin to our Kingdom's fame
Now trumpets out reminder of our shame.
The bands of steel which corset up our land
Have split us into separate faerie fiefs
And each is stranger to each other one
Than Cathay Far was to the ancient Celts.
For iron is anathema to us,
And makes these rails a wall impervious.
(Forest for the Trees, Act I, Scene 1)