Sixty trusting and very lucky theatergoers will get on a school bus in downtown Nyack tonight, only to be transported to an undisclosed location and enter “another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind.”
Their next stop is Voyeur Theater, which Friday presents the final performance of its trilogy of “Twilight Zone” episodes at a site that is a perfect marriage of subject and location.
I won’t spoil the surprise — although I inadvertently spilled the beans on Twitter last night, before discovering the error of my ways and deleting the tweet — but rest assured that those lucky folks will find producer-director Brooke Malloy has seen to every last detail.
Malloy explained last night that this project was three years in the making and might become a series of moveable feasts. If she took her time on this first production — and she did — it was time well spent. The casting is spot-on, the performances well-wrought and the venue just ideal.
The chill October air seemed to crackle with creativity last night as Malloy’s excellent cast breathed life into eerie stories: one about a boy who scares the hell out of his family and neighbors, another about a player piano that reveals inner monologues and motivations, a third about a woman who dares not open the door, lest Mr. Death arrive.
It was the walk up to the venue that lingers in my mind, as characters went along with their daily chores in (mostly) silence: a boy sawing wood, a woman taking laundry off the line, a couple sitting on a bench, a girl singing on a swing, a man parking his car and sitting on a porch.
In the context of the performance, these tableaus were spine-tingling.
Here’s hoping it won’t be another three years until Voyeur Theater’s next outing. And cheers to Malloy and her accomplices for a stunning beginning.
And here are some gorgeous and moody photos by Tristan G. Pope that capture the eerie vibe perfectly.