By Lauren Smart
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Don Juan the narcissistic vanquisher has devolved from a character into a type thanks to overuse in the pop culture vernacular. Any writer who addresses his exploits has work cut out for him if he wants to transcend the fog of cliche that has obscured the subtleties of the Don Juan myth. Finding a fresh angle from which to view this very familiar icon, yet remaining true to the essential theme of love as a destroyer of reason, is a tricky feat. It's reasonable that anyone who sees the name "Don Juan" in the title of a play would assume he's already familiar enough with the legend to forgo another voyage through it.
However, Dallas theatergoers who pass up the opportunity to see New Theatre Company's stellar production of The Wages of Sin or...Don Juan on Trial will have forfeited a golden evening of performance. Working from a translation by Jeremy Sams of French playwright Eric-Emmanuel Schmitt's script, director Bruce Coleman and his top-drawer cast have managed to conjure a Don Juan you've never met before, a man who is examined through the prism of the consequences of his actions, not just the actions. The laughs in The Wages of Sin or...Don Juan on Trial are generous, but they blossom from a delicately tended undercurrent of pathos. Don Juan finally gets his comeuppance in the form of an all-female tribunal that gathers in a French castle to confront the man with irrefutable evidence of his cruel heart--although ultimately it's not these women who end his career as a philanderer.
Translator Jeremy Sams is most famous for having penned the recent Broadway run of Jean Cocteau's Indiscretions starring Kathleen Turner that Dallas Theater Center will stage early next year. The New York writer turned Coleman and New Theatre Company on to Eric-Emmanuel Schmitt's 1991 play, which has only been produced in America once before, by Milwaukee Repertory Theatre.
The Wages of Sin or...Don Juan on Trial concerns the last stand of the world's most notorious defiler (Jim Jorgensen) as he is lured to a castle in Normandy by a duchess, (Cindee Mayfield) whose virginal daughter Angelique (Marissa Cramer) has been wooed by Juan. The duchess invites Don Juan and a motley assortment of the man's past loves (Charlotte Akin, Gwen Templeton, Robyne Gulledge, Renee Michael), and then incites them to stand in judgment of the man's love life. If he's found guilty of deliberate deception, he will pay by marrying Angelique...or die under the decree of a French duke.
Theater is often cited as an actor's medium, an arena where the effort of performers is paramount to the success of a show. This truth is self-evident, but it ignores the contribution of the director, whose technical responsibility (assuming he has a talented production crew working with him) pretty much ends with making sure the actors never stay in one place for too long on stage. Yet the real artistry of the job begins while dealing with the actors; a good stage director must be critic, fan, psychiatrist, opponent, priest, and heathen during rehearsals. Bruce Coleman is a Dallas theater veteran who also happens to create some of the loveliest, most evocative sets and costumes you'll see in the city. The faint scent of incense in the air of the Swiss Avenue Theater nicely accentuated the cobweb-draped set of The Wages of Sin or...Don Juan on Trial and set a tone of decay that complemented the mournful humor nicely. But it was the assured quality of the performances provoked by Coleman that reintroduced us to the power of the Don Juan legend.
Gwen Templeton, who plays the nun driven into God's arms by Don Juan's rejection, received a best-actress award from this year's Dallas Theater Critics Forum for her performance this summer in the Pegasus Theatre production of Nicky Silver's Raised in Captivity. I found her performance, however, unruly and unfocused. In The Wages of Sin or...Don Juan on Trial, I finally saw what had charmed the other critics. As Hortense de la Hauteclaire, Templeton is grave and self-deprecating, eloquent and angry in one earthy punch. Her Sister de la Hauteclaire is virgin and whore in a single package, and when Templeton shouts, "Fuck God!" toward the end of the play, her anguished blasphemy feels as hard-earned as any vengeance this year. She's equally compelling as she tenderly remembers the first moments of Don Juan's seduction. She provides the strongest bridge between the play's hormonal and spiritual themes.
New Theatre co-artistic-directors Charlotte Akin and Robyne Gulledge provide bedrock comic support as, respectively, a well-compensated professional adulteress and a too-coy-to-be-real romance novelist. They work the script's bitchiest exchanges into a fine, hard gleam.
And finally, in the title role, Jim Jorgensen wears a luxurious sable of brown curls and wisely underplays Don Juan where many actors would become possessed by the spirit of that wig and camp it up accordingly. As Bruce Coleman noted to Dallas Morning News' Lawson Taitte, Jorgensen has played milquetoasts in the past few New Theatre Company productions; My Thing of Love, Pterodactyls, and Rocket to the Moon all featured him as disappointing men with varying degrees of success. The Wages of Sin or...Don Juan on Trial finds him in full command of his sharp facial features and lean, angular body. Jorgensen's chief asset as an actor is a certain vulnerability he conveys with potent sincerity. The cocky overtones of Don Juan aren't muffled in his interpretation; the character relies on an actor who can effectively play this master manipulator on his knees, after all. Jorgensen makes it a short, convincing trip from bravado to humility.
The Wages of Sin or...Don Juan on Trial runs through November 30. Call 871-