Beyond the Gates: Theatre Coppell

Nothing is more of an extreme chance than suburban community theater. Low pressure, low expectation, and usually low budget, theater carved out of the generic nowhere by a few that really want it (or need something to do,) this is often the polar opposite of original or experimental. That said, it often stands as an individual monument to personal perseverance.
Still, this little company soldiers on. We got to see their one-act rendition of Stephen King’s Misery, and in the small house two actors and one act is probably about right. Credit for the survivability of the experience probably goes mostly to director Wheelice Wilson, emeritus drama teacher of the local high school and seemingly driving force behind the whole thing. While not inspired, the thing never went off the rails, and the yelling-and-screaming was kept to a pleasant and surprising minimum. The doctor-and-wife acting duo did a passable job as King’s trapped author and stalker, never missing a place, following blocking, and altogether coming across as far more adept than we’d expected. The last half of Mike Arthur’s performance was especially noteworthy, as he pulled together the scheming and suffering of the trapped author with a level of intimacy and subtlety that was just about right for the technology and size of the house.
Acting among the McMansions, who knew?



