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When that buried shame shows up as a pert, thirtyish woman named Beth (Rachel Sheppard) on the patio of the Sun Valley trailer Daphne shares with another marital refugee, Olive (the excellent Kathryn Kates), it opens old wounds in unexpected and difficult ways. Something of an immature wreck despite her polished appearance, Beth has the troubling habit of firing question like, "Why didn’t you keep me?" at her unprepared birth mother. Indeed, Daphne — whose walls of celebrity head shots give her trailer the look of a Greek diner and who takes her work as a movie extra all too seriously — seems continuously unprepared for life in general. But Kinder’s brittle, moving performance gets at a core of hard-won dignity under Daphne’s blowsy surface. Minor quibbles: Haverty lobs
on an implausible parental unit ex machina midway through to beef up the
drama, and apart from a few beautifully modulated scenes, Sheppard gives
a querulously actory performance as Beth. These aside, the production is
another Colony gem top to bottom, from Robert Wilson’s realistic but somehow
otherworldly trailer home set, to Debra Garcia Lockwood’s sympathetic lighting,
to Ted C. Giammona’s socially observant costumes. Carol Newell’s direction
is tight and brisk, though it tends, along with the text, toward tearjerking.
No matter. The good cry afforded by Aftershocks — like the foundation of
family identity, natural or fictive — is well worth it.
Copyright Back Stage West
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