My overall impression
The title placard for Sam Shepard’s Fool For Love projects onto the back wall of The Actor’s Company stage (used by the recent Marie Curie), parting the simple set of an old TV atop a dresser on one end and a bed and night stand on the other. There was a mild humidity in the space to coat the Southwestern tale of two star-crossed lovers narrated by The Old Man (Ed Beardsley). The play opens with a huge argument which continues to resurface throughout the whole production. The dirty jeaned Eddie (Casey Campbell) is a stuntman back in town who spent too much time apart from May (Chelsea Reynolds)—the love of his life despite all the other women—pondering the beauty of her neck in her absence. She has other plans, however, despite Eddie’s insistence that, “you’ll never get rid of me.” With the spurs of his boots dug into the floor of her hotel room, getting rid of him will be no easy task. When she informs him of her new self-sustaining occupation as “a cook,” his laughter turns her into a bull, as she paws the ground and slides her foot back, revving up to charge at him with everything she has. If he insists on remaining, there may be nothing left but remains of the two of them. With her cascade of brunette locks, Reynolds captures the spitfire that is May and Campbell is quite at ease holding up the red cape …
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