Centerstage - Chicago's Original City Guide

Virtual L ®

THEATRE SHOWS
SUBSCRIBE to
CRUMB and FestFile is Centerstage Chicago's Weekly E-Newsletter.
Enter your email to get
our weekly newsletter:

Theater Shows
Nightmares on Lincoln Ave

You won't want to go to sleep after this show.

centerstage reviewed this performanceReviewed by Centerstage!Go Chicago!

Venue:
Cornservatory
4210 N. Lincoln Ave.
Chicago, IL 60618 Map This Place!Map it
Cost:
$7-$15
Tickets:
www.cornservatory.org or (312) 409-6435

Styles

Related Info:
Official website

Performances
Runs October 2, 2009-October 31, 2009

Friday8 p.m
Saturday8 p.m.
Wednesday8 p.m.
Thursday8 p.m.

reviewed performanceCenterstage Show Review
Reviewer: John Biederman
Friday Oct 02, 2009

"Nightmares on Lincoln Ave." sets lofty goals, shooting for both horror and comedy — a combination perhaps not successfully executed since an Abbott and Costello "...meet the monster" flick — and not only fails with both, but fails unsympathetically. Usually, turkeys leave viewers pitying the actors/crew ("They're trying!"), but Corn Productions' "NC-17 horror-sketch show" leaves one angry at those responsible, stoked further by this awfulness being stretched for two hours.

"Nightmares" works better on the horror level, with some legitimate frights (sketches exploring a mother haunted by her baby's ghost, a psycho kidnapping skit), but humor's a virtual no-show. A few audience uproars emerged in the second half, but only scarce, lone, awkward laughs accompanied the first. It seems that Corn even attempted preemptive damage control, with press describing "Nightmares" as bearing "a decidedly non-comedy focus."

The actors - Richard Anderson, Kristin Danko, Andrea DeCamp, PK Doyle, Erin Johnson, Kristi Learoyd, Alex Moore, Allison Reinke, Jamie Smith, Jonathan Wilkholm and Audra Yokley — are competent, as are the costumers, choreographers, etc., with the exception of the sound person/team. (Thunder occurring at unlikely, but dramatic, points can work, and even be funny, sparingly — but not ceaselessly, as if a 12-year-old hijacked the effect.) Blame writers Robert Bouwman (artist director) and Todd Schaner for this disaster (although one sketch is a Stephen King adaptation and another's credited to "Jenn-anne"). Early dialogue was so bad that the unknowing might assume this to be improv and not written sketches.

The finale, a hillbilly cannibal song-and-dance, is entertaining, but wasted by placement, as most audience members will likely be itching to leave by this point. (At least one person snuck away during opening-night intermission.) Spectators braving this are advised that, if you think booze will help, the Cornservatory is BYOB.

Hmm. Perhaps Corn does pull-off legitimate "horror" here — just not in the way you’d expect.

Looking for Suggestions?
Centerstage's staff recommends a select number of shows we feel you MUST-SEE!

chicago, metromix